Bound-and-Determined

The vent was hot, hotter than she'd expected when they'd first crawled in from several levels above. So hot it was that Tara's palms were clammy, her torso and legs too dripping with sweat as she crawled along the surface of the cramped metal tunnel behind her sister. Oh god, what she would do for Kara's cooling ice gem right now, even her skimpy outfit not enough to keep the heat off. The alien fabric to which both girls' super suits were constructed of, their supply had only been large enough to craft two sets of glorified bikinis, Tara's in the deep red to match her hair and represent her fiery powers; Kara's white, playing off her hair's silver-blond shade and the frost gem that gave her strength. "You alright back there, Tara?" a concerned but far more comfortable Kara called back to her beloved step sister as she continued her breezy crawl along the metal floor. She couldn't really comprehend the red head's plight. How could she? She didn't have a gem that raidated a warmth