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Yvette listened to Jon and Mike silently, just laying back and ignoring the pain she was in. Looking at the bits of people scattered across the beach she was humbled a bit. She looked to the side and saw another girl being laid down nearby by two other men and gave a meager smile towards her and the others, though the older gentleman who had helped the blonde seemed to be talking to her so Yvette glanced away.
She hadn’t counted very many people up and walking about, but there was enough to get what they needed to get done, done she hoped. ”I’m pretty sure airplanes have… like one first aid kit per 50 passengers or something like that,” she said after Mike eagerly jogged away, hoping to at least be somewhat helpful since the two guys had been helping her. She knew random facts like that from picking up what other people said now and again. If only useless trivia helped her on exams. ”About what time do you think it is?” she asked, unable to judge the sun since she was in the shade.
She hadn’t counted very many people up and walking about, but there was enough to get what they needed to get done, done she hoped. ”I’m pretty sure airplanes have… like one first aid kit per 50 passengers or something like that,” she said after Mike eagerly jogged away, hoping to at least be somewhat helpful since the two guys had been helping her. She knew random facts like that from picking up what other people said now and again. If only useless trivia helped her on exams. ”About what time do you think it is?” she asked, unable to judge the sun since she was in the shade.
WilsonTurner said
awwwwfiengive me a hardback textbook then, I'll be nice to his head.
You don't already have one? Slacker.
WilsonTurner said
Indeed.You are.Bow.Now.
Play nice now
Elysia stepped out of the boat, holding her blue jacket tighter around her. The jeans and butterfly covered t-shirt beneath weren’t keeping her very warm on their trip across the water, and the chill still ran up her while the spray hit towards their backs. She hesitated saying anything, large hazel eyes drifting to the wooden staircase they were surely meant to scale. Glancing behind her, she saw their ferryman rowing back away, and she knew there was no turning back. ”Hmm…” she breathed softly, before turning back and watching first a red haired boy try climbing the stairs, but then get frightened back by dipping seagulls. Her eyebrows knitted together at the mean old birds.
Well, this was not the welcome Kirona had painted for Eysia’s mind before she left. She had barely gotten to say goodbye to her father before she was taken away to the boat either. Whatever knowledge she’d gained over her short life span, she could only hope it was enough. After all, she had no idea what these others could do or how much training they’d had. She was sure they were all incredibly talented though.
A braver boy than the first began to ascend the stairs, and Elysia looked to the others, specifically the red haired boy who had tried first. ”It’s alright! Look! He’s fine! Let’s go!” she smiled brightly, bringing a ray of sunshine to the meek atmosphere before moving quickly from where her feet had been planted. She stood at the base of the staircase, beginning to hop from one step to another in a sort of game, smiling and giggling with each creak. Her sneakers squeaked while the wood groaned, until she had second thoughts about jumping, especially when splinters began cracking off to the side of the planks. Taking a moment, she then began moving quickly and lightly until she was right behind the boy with the blue scarf. ”Get out of here!” she scolded the birds surrounding both of them now, a frown on her face as she waved her arms at them in protest between calm hums of a song from home seeping between her tan lips.
”They’re ugly, hungry things, huh?” she called to the boy ahead of her, glancing behind to see if anyone else had followed.
Well, this was not the welcome Kirona had painted for Eysia’s mind before she left. She had barely gotten to say goodbye to her father before she was taken away to the boat either. Whatever knowledge she’d gained over her short life span, she could only hope it was enough. After all, she had no idea what these others could do or how much training they’d had. She was sure they were all incredibly talented though.
A braver boy than the first began to ascend the stairs, and Elysia looked to the others, specifically the red haired boy who had tried first. ”It’s alright! Look! He’s fine! Let’s go!” she smiled brightly, bringing a ray of sunshine to the meek atmosphere before moving quickly from where her feet had been planted. She stood at the base of the staircase, beginning to hop from one step to another in a sort of game, smiling and giggling with each creak. Her sneakers squeaked while the wood groaned, until she had second thoughts about jumping, especially when splinters began cracking off to the side of the planks. Taking a moment, she then began moving quickly and lightly until she was right behind the boy with the blue scarf. ”Get out of here!” she scolded the birds surrounding both of them now, a frown on her face as she waved her arms at them in protest between calm hums of a song from home seeping between her tan lips.
”They’re ugly, hungry things, huh?” she called to the boy ahead of her, glancing behind to see if anyone else had followed.
Supposedly tonight, but having to pick and choose characters might have delayed the GM idk.
Wraithblade6 said
I have to say, ALL of my threads are dying.
Same :(
Israphel said
Alright, so everyones dead... Or sleeping... Wake up! Did you all forget to set your alarm clocks or something?
Psh, sleep is my best friend. I just don't see it very much. Not to mention it's 8pm here.
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