[center][h2][color=#b800e6][b]Jade Schneider[/b][/color][/h2][/center]
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The girl heard a voice addressing her, then guided her onto a wooden structure. She went to turn but found a small wall directly before her. Moving the little fabric at the end of the cane to wrap around her wrist, she moved to feel the edge of the small wall. It was cool, smooth, and hard. Something she had grown to associate with metal. So whatever she was standing on was made of wood, but had a metal rim around the outside. [color=00aeef]"You're in a chariot, Jade. Grab the edges, I doubt they're going to hang around here for a bit. Once it starts moving, try to get to know these people, I am by no means exaggerating when I say the people you meet at a place like this very well may be the ones to save your life."[/color] The voice spoke off to her right this time, causing Jade to nod and mumble to the side that the voice had come from. 

She gripped the edge best she could, hearing the sounds of fighting behind her made the girl a little nervous. She wanted to help, desperately, but she had no means to fight or help anybody. She barely understood the situation, and even with that couldn't be certain of the situation going on around her. Turning her head to point an ear towards the sounds of the others, Jade hoped to get a better idea of how everything was going. Yet, it seemed she would not really be granted a better understanding of the situation. The cacophony of noise from people talking, yelling, and whatever the hell else was going on only left her overwhelmed. Jade hoped at this camp there was some way she could reclaim her sight, or something. She had always hated feeling like she needed to be helped or was useless like this.