[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/dWS3Fn3.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/HOsKvZm.png[/img][h3][color=e6ade6][b]Group 1[/b][/color] [color=e6ade6]Location:[/color] Outside with Kain || [color=e6ade6]Action:[/color] Getting Kaleo to safety|| [color=e6ade6]Mood:[/color] adrenaline-filled[/h3][color=e6ade6]Interacting with: Kaleo Yuna [@Tenma Tendo], Ignatus Buford [@Paddiecake], Cain [@Orpheus] [/color] [/center] [color=lightpink]"U-Ugh..."[/color] [color=e6ade6]"Oh my goodness, are you dying? Please don't do that ma'am. Please. You have to live."[/color] Her hand went limp against him and his eyes widened, teeth clenched. This train was a damned death trap and not a suitable place for a lady even slightly. They had to get [i]out of here, now.[/i] He clutched her preciously tiny form to his body and stood up, his bandaged hand still bleeding but hardly even registering in his mind. This lady was dying, and it sounded like the man under the train was not fairing any better- [color=a36209]"Sorry to disturb your 'my train just crashed but otherwise it's a-ok' day but... Anyone here? I'm sure heard you earlier. If there is, now's the best damn time to get your asses out of there!" "I drove the things off for a while, but I bet they're gonna come back soon. So, chop chop, ladies and gentlemen!" [/color] Targilde looked up as a voice drifted in from outside. [color=e6ade6]"Hello?!"[/color] he called, looking between the pale form of the girl and the exit. The man was right. It would be better to leave their luggage behind and get the hell out of dodge before they were all dead meat. The lanky man shook his blonde head from side to side vigourously, snapping himself out of his panic. Time for panic later. Now was the time to [i]get moving[/i]. Targilde walked swiftly to the door, being careful not to jog the injured girl who had kindly helped him. It was his fault this had happened, he was sure. [color=e6ade6]"You're totally right, of course. We have to go. There's another man stuck under the train. Please tell me you have some medical knowledge."[/color] He called out as he exited the train, coming face to face with the tall gentleman who was currently wielding a spear. [color=e6ade6]"Oh my."[/color] Targilde exclaimed as he stared at the makeshift contraption. [hr][hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/vGBmtHs.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/Hjmp1EU.png[/img][h3][color=ff1493][b]Group 2[/b][/color] [color=#ff1493]Location:[/color] Lloyd's strong, capable manly man-man arms or something|| [color=#ff1493]Action:[/color] BLUH|| [color=#ff1493]Mood:[/color] conflicted: pissed? exuberant? choking? mostly choking. [/h3][color=#ff1493]Interacting with whoever's around: Farran [@Tenma Tendo], Castiel [@Fox of Spades], Lloyd [@SilverDawn][/color][/center] Melanie spasmed as she was vaguely aware of the current pulling her down below the precious air she loved so very, very dearly for breathing purposes. It took all her ability to dart her gaze up - was it up? she couldn't tell - as the numbness set into her limbs. Shit. shit. [i]shit[/i]. Okay, she knew World's End was a dangerous place. You could get mauled by bears or things. But stepping out of the train and instantly drowning in a [i]perfectly normal room?[/i] really? This was how she was going to go? This way the way she bit the big one. [i]Pffffft.[/i] Melanie couldn't tell if she was so terrified beyond feeling that she was just numb or if the ludicrous nature of the situation was killing all sense of fear. Or whether it was the, yaknow, electric current numbing her senses. Hard to tell. In the few moments she had to perplexedly contemplate her life before it all ended, something began to happen. A strong comforting force wrapped itself around her ribs as her arms noddled about in the water, pulling her upwards despite the drag of the water. She caught flashes of red and blue fabric, the only clue to her saviour, as they crested the surface and she spluttered. Her fingers twitched. She lolled her head upwards to examine her tall, slim but muscley majestic saviour out the corner of her eye. Truly, a courageous act to dare defy the water, who could possibly dare brave the depths to- oh it was [i]him.[/i] Gross. What was worse, dying horrifically as you struggled to breathe will paralysed underwater or being saved by the group goof? Either way, her first order of buisness was spewing the small amount of water she'd swallowed all over his nice robes. [color=#ff1493]"Thanks."[/color] she grumbled, her voice somewhere between bewilderment, disgust and appreciation. [color=#ff1493]"The names Melanie, by the way."[/color] Was this going to go to his head? I mean, it's not like she owed him or anything now... right?? He just happened to be saving her when she was drowning. That's practically a coincidence, almost. If you just forgot most of the details and also the big picture. She internally wrestled with the ongoing horror of the situation. [hr][hr][center][img]http://i.imgur.com/aIX5lvY.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/8X13MbQ.png[/img][h3][color=daa520][b]Group 3[/b][/color] [color=#daa520]Location:[/color] Weird Mist Place || [color=#daa520]Action:[/color] I should of just run, I'm an idiot || [color=#daa520]Mood:[/color] Amused [/h3][color=#daa520]Interacting with: Crusz [@Haru Nyan] mainly[/color] [/center] A prisoner, huh? Humphrey had hoped he could avoid being anyone's prisoner out here in ye olde merry evil lands, but he susposed he was quite lucky that he was the prisoner of a four-foot-something lizard thing rather then say, a mountain-sized dragon or a fire-shooting whale cannibal or something. Although, he [i]could[/i] of been taken hostage by a tribe of exotic mostly naked ladies, and that would honestly be alot better. [i]curses.[/i] He hoped that he hadn't met his life-prisoner-time-quota if that was a possibility for his future, and they did say all things were possible beyond the gate... oh shoot, stop daydreaming and start placating the little red guy before he beats you up some more. Humphrey looked down to see the lizard galumphing off into the distance. In the briefest of moments, he considered using this as his oppurtunity to escape. He would arguably be safer that way, though he wasn't sure whether he reckoned his legs could outsmart that reptile-nose of his... urm... owner? jailkeeper? Whatever word he used this situation seemed just plain silly. [color=#daa520]"oh, hell."[/color] Humphrey muttered under his breath as he trotted after the little guy. [color=ed1c24][b][i]"I want to smash it, can I smash it?"[/i][/b][/color] The scruffy man looked down at the offending item he was talking about. A trunk? Well, that wasn't the first thing Humphrey would do with it personally but hey, if it eased some of that murder-impulse the lizard had. [color=#daa520]"I don't think you need my permission here, boss."[/color] he replied with amusement, and then hastily added, [color=#daa520]"but whatever you think is best. You're in charge here, right? hah. hah. heh...[/color]" Humphrey pulled his collar. Gosh this guy just had too much energy. If only he could of stumbled upon a picnic or a tea party or something. ppfff yeah right... what're the chances of that out here. [i]Stupid.[/i]