commandshumor: (Is a coat not a dress)
commandshumor ([personal profile] commandshumor) wrote in [community profile] fateandfortune 2016-01-11 05:48 am (UTC)

One of the wraith pointed to a large hut sitting just before the treeline. "Its equipped to freeze, dry, and refrigerate anything we harvest, and there's two more in this area. The crops belong to the whole alliance after all, we can't take everything we pick on board." he said

"We'll take what we need to replenish our stocks, clean and store the rest, and leave it for the next hive to come through." Todd added as they moved onto strawberries. While there were plenty of plants, there were few to harvest. Apparently they did better the longer they remained in one spot so next year's yield would be better than the few handfuls they picked.

As they harvested what they could, they'd fill a basket or bucket with the item and one wraith would jog it over to the hut to clean and store right away.

Normally it was the drones that'd be doing this sort of work, but until a serum for their gene therapy could be created, they'd be stuck in hibernation, leaving the warriors the more menial tasks. However, it was good to see and complete for themselves what was ripe, what wasn't and so on so that when they passed on the orders to the drones, it would be easier for them to make fewer mistakes.

Once Rogue gave the okay for each crop, another wraith would mark it on his portable screen and they'd move onto the next. Todd and his group were here as inspectors, the wraith that were here when they arrived would remain until their next trip. By then of which they hoped the drone's gene therapy would be complete.

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