" And how many days rations do we have now?"The man bobbed his head. "Sixteen on full rations, twenty-eight on half rations."Lord Tuck looked around h...s assembled officers. "Except men who've been on half rations a moon quarter, can't do forced marches, they can barely march at all. After half a moon, they are no longer effective. They will be alive at the end of the march, but they won't be able to fight. We will use half rations only if we must; at the moment we learn there is no other. " She sighed, pushing her hair back and looking around for a friendly face to ask for some much needed help. She felt even more lost when no one looked back at her - in fact, they seemed more intimidated by her dark skin, contrasting sharply with the snow on the ground outside and the light skin that surrounded here. She walked outside, wincing at the bright light that reflected off the snow and went back to her map. When a light tap touched her shoulder, she whirled around in surprise and. He stared at what she was wearing, trying to decide if his eyes were tricking him or not. ‘Yo, man, is she wearing a garbage bag?’ Fernando asked. That did seem to be the case. It looked like the woman had taken a black trash bag and ripped holes for her arms and head. Her slender arms were bare up to the point that they disappeared into the sides of the bag. The trash bag wasn’t long enough, coming down to just barely cover her hips, leaving her long legs visible. Carlos suspected that if the. I toldher as unemotionally as Sweetcheeks had earlier told Melanie, "Allmemories no longer necessary be now replaced with those that are."But the man she'd once been had never had a need or any great desirefor an intelligent woman. As a result, I watched while the ragingfires of intelligence behind her blue eyes slowly flickered downwardsand finally out. He had once been a complex man; she was not. As aresult, an insufficient number of thoughts existed to replace thevast multitude now rendered.