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[h1][color=seagreen]Theodore Colbeck[/color][/h1]

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[b]Location:[/b] The Lighthouse; Atlantic Ocean.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b][@Vicier], [@YoshiSkittlez], [@December][/sup][/center]
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Safe on the ground, that held the lighthouse, Theodore made sure that Isuara was alright, looking about to see if they could get a fire started, with anything, but he wasn’t able to see any wood of any sought, nor a way to start a fire even if they had the fuel. He cursed under his breath, wishing he had something, anything to get her warm. He felt like he was failing. He couldn’t do anything for Isuara, and he still didn’t know where Juliette was. He was turning out to be a horrible guardian for her. All he had wanted was to take them away, give them a vacation after everything. And now they were stuck here, and Julie was out there som-

Movement, and noise caught his attention, and he turned, seeing a man and woman, near or on the steps and… was that a child? Theodore tried not to let his hopes rise, tried not to think that it was Juliette, but he was already running towards them, shouting out her name [color=seagreen]”Juliette!”[/color] They didn’t respond, and Theodore’s heart gave a squeeze, was she dead? Juliette had never ignored him before. His heart beating fast, he ran across the ground, his feet pounding hard across the uneven ground. 

She couldn’t be dead. Theodore didn’t think he could live with it, if she was. His little Juliette, so full of life, simply couldn’t be dead. [color=coral]”Valen went mama kangaroo mode, she should be okay”[/color]. The woman’s voice from before… had they saved Juliette, or was it some random girl they’d found? Fear squeezing his heart, Theodore looked around for the man, his gaze landing on the figure in the man’s shirt, his heart squeezing again, [color=seagreen]”Julie!”[/color] he cried, wanting to tear her out of the man’s shirt, wanting to have her in his arms, and all that was stopping him was knowing that the shirt, the man’s body contact was probably all that was keeping her alive. [color=seagreen]”Oh, Julie, julie, Julie”[/color] He said softly, and not caring what the man thought, he reached out to run a hand over her head. 

[color=seagreen]”Is she okay?”[/color] he asked, almost demanding, needing to know that she was okay. She’d survived. He hadn’t killed her by pushing her into the water. She had to be alive, she had to be. They’d brought her back to him, to him and Isuara. And he’d get them out of this, he would. He wasn’t going to lose either of his girls, not again, the last… what was it? Moments? Hours? He didn’t know, but they’d been hell on earth, not knowing if they’d get to safety, not knowing if Juliette was alive…. Struggling to get to land, and even now, they weren’t out of the woods yet, they were still in danger, danger of dying, the highest problem on their list being exposure. They were all cold, and even though they were out of the water, hypothermia was real. 

And yet all Theodore wanted to do was take Juliette, and wrap her in his arms, with Isuara. He wanted to hold his family, and to make them safe. If he could wriggle his nose, and have them far away, he would. For now, he’d settle for just knowing they were both okay.