“About seventy percent of the entire planet is covered in water. It’s not a difficult thing to find here.”
But that told him it must have been in the other’s world. Which he’d expected. He’d traveled with another Silver so many years ago, and his world had little water as well. Now it was a chance for him to make up for the mistakes he’d made with him. It wasn’t the same Silver, but it was his chance to actually do some good for someone, rather than just causing strife, and mischief. He had been so young back then, he didn’t really know any better. But now was his chance. And he was going to take it, at any cost.
“…We can get water directly from pipes to a water source. There’s little need to collect the rain, as it naturally fills rivers and lakes. As a matter of fact, I do save rainwater. But not for drinking. I save it to water my roses, when the weather is dry. Fresh rainwater is the best thing to water a plant with, or so I’ve been told. The roses do not seem to complain about it.”
Goodness, he was so excited. It brought back memories. Memories he had to shove away, to keep things a clean slate with this guy.
“We’re going to my house, so we can properly clean you, feed you, and give you fresh water to start off with. It sounds like something someone like you could really use.”
He was pretty cute. So optimistic. He worked towards a goal, just as Ray did. He worked hard to make sure everyone would be safe. He may have gone about it in different ways, but in a sense, their goals were the same. Keep people safe, and healthy. That was all he wanted, and that appeared to be all Ivory wanted in the same regard. It even got Ray to smile a little bit, which was a pretty uncommon thing.
“As a healer, it is my fight. No matter who is in danger, it’s up to me to protect them. I fight for the people here, in this town. And I can fight for the people where you are from. Nothing will stop me from saving all the lives I possibly can save. If that means working hard, so be it. I’m not afraid to work to keep the world a better place, no matter whose world it is.”
His house came into view now, it really wasn’t a long walk from the rose garden. And the door was unlocked, as he had planned on coming back soon anyway. Not that he really worried about people trying to break in, he’d quicker give them some of his immense fortune. When they reach the porch, Ray closes his umbrella.
“You might get a little cold, it’s cooler in the house than it is outside. But first things first, I’ll draw you a warm bath. That ought to help relax you while simultaneously helping you get cleaner than you are now.”
“There is water on my planet. But...it’s poisoned. And the water along the shores of the land are near impossible to encroach upon. We know food lingers beneath it’s surface, but the winds that rage there make hunting for fish a pipe dream. The sand stings the eyes and the chill that comes from the waves is enough to freeze a man to his core.” And it wouldn’t matter for much longer anyhow. The ocean was becoming far too polluted with Mephiles toxins to risk the meat they might pull from it’s depths. “For water, we climb the mountains where the dark clouds cannot form. The air is too thin for the the ichor to form into thick drops. The mountains are the last places we can go for clean water, but even there it runs low. We dig deep wells to dredge up what little we can, only drinking what is necessary for a days survival. It leaves the people weak, but fit enough to live another to see another day.” He could only hope to keep his peoples spirits as high as his own. He couldn’t afford to falter in his optimism, lest they fall in his wake. It wasn’t easy. But h had little other choice.
Ivory’s ears were standing at attention, his focus fully on the squirrel as he explained how his water came to be. “Pipes? Maybe we could construct some back home, in the mountains. A pipe long enough to ferry water back down to the lower lands where we live.” The cold of the mountains was as dangerous as the frigid air from the oceans. The natural animals seemed to vanish from existence little by little, facing their own extinction events one at a time. Soon, there would be nothing left to hunt for food, considering the animals had little to eat themselves, aside from one another.
When told he would be bathed, fed, and given water, the hedgehog faltered, brows drawn together in conflicted concern. “I...don’t require much. But I would prefer my people have access to that food and water than myself. Would you mind if I saved it for them?” Ray’s insistence that he help didn’t fall on deaf ears, Ivory looking him over inquisitively. “You would offer to aid us? Knowing that we live in less than favorable conditions? I...I don’t wish to burden those of other timelines or worlds. I have learned the hard way that fooling too much with timelines can lead to far worse outcomes than one originally comes from. Where there was once fire and lava, there is now a cold so deep it could rob a man of life overnight if not properly prepared for it... We lose a lot of people to the cold, or to the toxic air should they wander into a miasmic wasteland without the required gear to breathe it’s air.” Masks that thy fashioned out of filtering material and goggles forged in remnants of the past. Glass was repurposed, metal could be welded given a hot enough forge. They weren’t completely helpless. But nothing aside from a hazmat suit could protect someones skin from he burns of the toxic, acidic rain that spilled forth. At first it only proved a mild discomfort, but given time to remain on flesh, welts would form, and then blisters. And with little water to spare, cleaning away such acid was far from easy. Especially considering how viscous it was, almost like that of tar.
“My world is not without it’s dangers. But...were you to come, I would see to it that you received the highest of welcomes and my personal protection.” The house caused a small hop to appear in Ivory’s step, his quills nearly bouncing with his exuberance. “I am familiar with dilapidated skyscrapers. Houses such as this have long since abandoned their foundations. Even the skyscrapers are mere shadows of their former glory, falling apart and crumbling, far too unsafe to live within. This house looks as if it has just been built~.” Once upon the porch, Ivory shook himself free of some of the water, though frowned when he realized he’d more than likely littered the droplets upon his new friend. “Ah...s-sorry. I just...it felt natural to do. Apologies.” The mention of cold was met with a raised brow and the slight upturn of a lip. “I assure you, a little cold is of no hindrance to me. I will be fine.”
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