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Brambles(Cookiesiluv
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Death. Imminent Death. That is the only though that crosses your mind as you frantically clutch the armrests of your chair, screaming at the top of your lungs as the plane nose dives towards the ground, the wind screaming past your ears. Through the window, you can see the sky flashing past, and the greens and browns indicating the ground growing ever nearer. You are aware that you are going to die.

But let us rewind for a second. Rewind back to a time where you didn't fear for your life. Back to a time, or THE time, that started this whole mess. You were just a normal person, a high school senior studying to get accepted at a decent college. Until that fateful day. That day where you received a letter in the mail that changed your whole life.

Dear Applicant,

After reviewing your submission, we have decided that your are the

person we have been looking for. Congratulations! You have been

accepted on MichaelReality, the hottest Teen Reality TV, hosted by our

very own Jorg Michael. Your attendance is required at Rio de Janeiro

Hotel, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil on x/xx/xx. More information provided on

back of letter. Reply is not mandatory.

Signed,
MichaelRealityTV

For a while, you couldn't even believe it. You and your friends, as a joke, had applied for a chance to be Reality TV. No one actually expected to be accepted. Once you had told your friends, they couldn't believe it until they saw the letter, and you felt so smug that you had been actually accepted and they hadn't. It had been so exciting. You had scraped together your savings to buy a plane ticket to Brazil, only to be more surprised when a second letter came, assuring you that the hotel you would be staying at was already paid for, along with a plane ticket to Brazil, so you wouldn't have to buy one. You would have to drive a couple hours to the specific airport though, as it wasn't one near you.

You packed your luggage, excited for the journey you were about the face, having no idea how it would really turn out to be. If only you had known. As you said goodbye to friends and family and boarded the plane, you also met with the other contestants, who had driven to the same airport from very far away, not willing to spend money for a plane near them when they had already been provided with free tickets. In all, there were fifteen of you.

Excited and nervous at the same time, you all put your luggage away in the cargo hold of the plane, which was very fancy and seemed built to hold exactly all of you. Each person had a specific seat, where they would find some toy or trinket that they could amuse themselves with. You all prepared yourself for the flight, awkwardly joking and attempting at flop conversations. Once you took to the air though, you all minded your own business, and the plane became quiet.

After many long hours, you found yourself flying over the most beautiful thing you had ever seen - the Amazon Rainforest. It was breathtaking, and you found yourself staring out as you flew past, admiring the beautiful landscape. Suddenly, the plane started to shake, and you were thrown back from the window, almost thrown out of your chair. However, you managed to stay in your seat, though were slightly shocked and now a little scared.

"Dont worry, everyone. I'm pretty sure it was just turbulence." One of the other contestants said, which calmed everyone down a bit, including yourself. At least until the shaking started up again, this time more violent, and you clutched to your seat, alarmed. When it settled a bit, you got up.

"I'm gonna check on the pilot. Just to make sure we're ok." You told the others. They nodded and watched you as you made your way to the door that led to where the pilot, a cheerful man with a blonde mustache, was flying the plane. You entered hesitantly, closing the door behind you.

"Sir? Um, I just wanted to see if everything was alright here..." You piped up, but was alarmed to see the pilot slumped over the controls, one of his arms dangling uselessly at his side. You approached cautiously, tapping him on the shoulder. "Sir, are you alright?" You asked again, but he did not reply, instead, he fell out of his chair onto the floor, and you screamed. His eyes were empty and his face gaunt. The stench of death covered him, and you almost threw up. You ran back out to the others, tears streaming down your face. They stood up, alarmed.

"Whats wrong? What did he say? Are you alright?" Many voiced concern at your appearance, but you just shook your head and pointed to the cockpit. "H-hes.. Dead! Dead!" You managed to choke out in a strangled voice before you started to cry. A cry of alarm rippled through your fellow contestants, but there was nothing anyone could do, because at that moment, the plane started shaking more violently than ever before, and it seemed to tip forward until it was in a nose dive downward. People started screaming, and one voice cried "Get to your seats!"

Unable to do anything else, you did just that, helpless against what was happening. And here you are, as the plane dives towards your death, your heart thumping violently in your chest. "Were crashing!" Someone screamed, and you closed your eyes, bracing for impact and for death to embrace you.

THE CRASH

You slowly open your eyes, blinking for a few moments. You look around, but your vision is blurry, and you can't see. However, you can smell smoke, and hear the groaning of some people nearby. Your eyes slowly adjust to the light, and you look around. Miraculously, you and fourteen others have survived a crash in the Amazon Rainforest, hundreds of thousands of miles away from civilization. But the Crash was only the beginning. Will you survive, or will the Rainforest claim you as its own?




Alrighty, that took forever to wright! Howdy-do, you lovely person who has managed to read this far without falling asleep <3 So, lets get down to business!

As mentioned, there are only fifteen survivors, so including me, that means that there will only be fifteen people allowed to Rp here. Sorry for all you lovely beans who dont get accepted, your all great anyway! I'll state the rules, now, you you don't have to listen to me ramble ;3

Rules (Everyone's favorite Part!)
-All lioden Rules apply
-Your character might not be accepted, but be respectful anyway! We are all human here, and we all have feelings.
-Do not begin Rping unless I have accepted your character. This means you will have to wait, as I have to look other other character sheets as well, so please be patient.
-If your character is chosen and accepted, you may begin Rping!
-Only 1 character max, to make it fair for others.
-This is a semi-literate to literate Rp, which means a head title to each post and at least 5 sentences, each with 3+ words in them, per reply. If you dont know what a head title is, it looks something like this;

Name~Age~Gender~Sexuality(Optional)~Health Status(Optional)~Mentions:

-Please, please, please be active! I cannot stress this enough!
-Please try to reply as quick as you can so that the Rp can move forward.
-Thats it for now, but I probably will add more in the future.

The Rp will be in this thread. If your talking out of character, simply put what your saying in parentheses (())

And thats it!


Accepted Characters - Our precious beans whom we've thrown into a life threatening situation because we love them so much <3
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-Nina Highmark (Brambles(Cookiesiluvdem) (#107487)
-Aster Vanderee (Ravenshadow17 (#72140)
-Luca Eberhart (Pembroke (#717)
-Crisantha Cheyne (。BlazeRed。 (#27478)
-Enza Relic Pierce (Telle Tilla (#152266)


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https://www.lioden.com/topic.php?id=304429350313

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Edited on 05/03/19 @ 05:36:59 by Brambles(Cookiesiluvdem) (#107487)

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2019-03-05 20:59:47
Enza Relic Pierce | Male | Unstable | Mentions: Nina

"Live? You call this living?" Came his reply, followed by a bitter, empty laugh. He couldn't believe he'd found a survivor, and the first thing he was doing was arguing with her. Whatever. It wasn't like it mattered, anyways. He was probably hallucinating this dumb shit. God, he wished he was. Enza lifted his free hand, rubbing at his face with a sigh. He must look like a wreck right now. Funny how this was his only worry at the moment. Too much shit at once. He'd rather just focus on something stupid and petty, like how he appeared in front of a pretty girl.

"Yeah... I don't know, kid. Trust me. I wish I wasn't." Enza's voice was dry, absent of most, if not any, emotion. He felt quite numb, honestly. "I've just been sitting here for god knows how long. Not sure where you and... Cris! Not sure where you two looked, anyways." A shake of his head. "What has it been? A day since the crash? Two?" His silvery eyes fluttered towards her; a signature, wry smirk twisting his lips. The expression seemed to suit his pretty face. "I can't feel anything at this point. Think I'm a goner, darlin'?"

He seemed to tense as she approached, though didn't make a move to flee. He watched her through narrowed eyes, slowly tilting his head as she drew closer. Ah, so she was favoring a leg. Injured. Good. He could outrun her if necessary.

These thoughts were quickly vanquished from his mind as the girl collapsed. Immediately, he was jolting to his feet; an act that was quite impressive, given he only had one usuable arm. He reached her side as quickly as possibly, bending down so he could observe her at a closer point. "Hey, take it easy." His voice wasn't exactly concerned, but it was clear he wasn't fond of seeing someone in pain. "What are you trying to look for? Let me get it instead of you trying, and hurting yourself further." Dumbass.




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Pembroke (#717)

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2019-03-06 03:12:47
Luca Eberhart | 18 | Male | Health Status: Bruised, scratched up, and whiplashed| Mentions: Cris

Luca relaxed himself to give an answer, “Oh, I know. It’s just come out of habit now. It’s a necessity for not my nipples anywhere, but allll this,” he mentioned to his stomach, which was nearly almost white, and the tummy roll he had. “I don’t want to blind everyone else.” The only sun his chest got was when he’d sneak outside in the summer mornings to lay in the hammock strung between two trees in the backyard. Lottie often slept until at least noon, so he could usually feel the morning sun for at least a little while. He’d been caught once by his sister. He’d even screamed louder in surprise than she had.

As Cris began to talk about her toy poodle back at home, Luca felt a smile creasing his lips. After she finished he mentioned, “You’re lucky. I’ve always wanted a dog... my aunt, who’s now my mom, is still mourning the loss of her Border Collie, Cash... Cash died 10 years ago. She never wanted another dog in the house, as she didn’t think any dog could be as marvelous as him. She was actually the last one to get on board with me getting a guide dog... If I do make it back, I hope that whatever dog I get can hold a light to the marvelous and mystical Cash,” he said.

Luca could tell the energy shifted after Cris had talked about her dog. She’d been somewhat calm earlier, perhaps drowning her feelings in busting herself with other things. He could understand that. He could hear her breathing change- hear her arm moving to wipe her eyes. He decided that it would be better to not pry into the matter. Luca did as she told him. He slipped his arm out of the running water and gave it a half-hearted shake, as if that would help dry it a little.

The pain at least felt numbed for now. Perhaps the cold water could be used to simply numb pain temporarily? A small scoot forward lead Luca blindly holding his arm out to her. Luca’s hand searched for Cris, until it found it. His hand felt hers and he briefly held it for a split second, figuring now wasn’t really the time to share a tender moment.



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Brambles(Cookiesiluv
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2019-03-06 06:12:30
Nina Highmark~17~Female~Heterosexual(Straight)~damaged leg, cut on forehead, some other scrapes and cuts~Mentions: Aster Vanderee, Luca Eberhart, Crisantha Cheyne, Enza Relic Pierce


Nina blushed and angrily looked away. "I can get it myself. " She replied. "If it's even here..." She muttered under her breath. "It's fine. I'm fine. I just need... my.. stick...to walk." Nina said, pausing in between words to look around for her helpful walking tool. She couldn't find it. She groaned under her breath. "Or not." She sighed. She could stand without it, anyway. It just hurt more and she was more prone to falling. She struggled to her feet, wincing, and stood for a moment, breathless. Turns out the stick helped a lot more than she thought.

"I need to get back to the other's." Nina said, one hand resting on her leg, the other in the air as if she could steady herself. "Are you going to come? There's three other survivors. We found each other this morning, after the crash." Nina told him. She didn't wait, but turned towards the path she had taken to get to the wreck. She took a few painful steps and decided to try to to put so much pressure on her leg for fear she might not make it. Suddenly, she stopped and turned back to the boy. "Hey, whats your name, anyway? I'm Nina, so please don't call me 'kid' or 'girl' again."





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。 BlazeRed 。 (#27478)

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2019-03-06 07:43:23
Crisantha Cheyne - 18 - Female - Bisexual - Suspected Mild Concussion - Mentions: Luca

Cris shuffled closer to Luca, placing his arm on her leg and reaching back to search through the duffle bag. She decided not to say anything about his attempt to hold her hand. While she appreciated that he was trying to make her feel better, it had meant that he'd noticed her getting emotional over her dog and she was slightly embarrassed. She was used to being called the 'tough' one, and didn't want to be seen as someone who got upset over silly things. They had more important things to worry about at the moment.

She finally found one of the bandage rolls, as well as a cotton-printed dress she and Nina had found. Figuring it would do well enough as a towel, she dried his arm off, being careful around the wound. She then threw the dress back into the bag and began to wrap the bandage around Luca's arm, quickly and calmly. She'd done this far too often. "Well, if there's one good thing about our predicament, I'm sure all of us will be getting tans," she said light-heartedly, referring back to a comment he'd made earlier. Her voice sounded normal now. It seemed she'd gotten herself out of her small emotional episode.

Once she was happy with the bandaging she pulled her pocketknife out of her own personal bag with her free hand, the other one holding the bandage in place. "Stay still," she warned him. Using a knife definitely wasn't preferable, but she didn't have any scissors, and using the entire roll of bandage didn't seem very smart either. She cut through the gauze, making sure to aim the knife away from Luca. It would be rather counter-productive if she ended up giving him another cut. "Alright, finished," she announced, putting the knife away and placing the leftover bandage in the duffle bag. "It's not too tight, is it?"

(Sorry for a less detailed response this time. I've been crazy busy today.)



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Telle Tilla (#152266)

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2019-03-06 08:31:50
Enza Relic Pierce | Male | Unstable | Mentions: Nina

Those brows furrowed at her expression. Enza raised his hand again, using his thumb to wipe a streak of blood off of his chin. After smearing that off onto the already red stained fabric of his paints, he was running his fingers through his hair. Or, at least, attempting to. The curls weren't much more than twisted knots at this point. "You're too stubborn for your own good, girl." He muttered. He was immediately reaching for her as she struggled up, only to stop, his hand hovering inches away from her arm. He quickly pulled it back, instead allowing her to rise by herself. Once she was on her feet, he was getting up as well, but not without a harsh wince. Every move he made seemed to jostle his arm, and although he lacked all feeling in the limb, the pain was hitting him around the shoulder area. He must've dislocated it during the fall.

Enza peered down at the shorter girl, those silvery eyes carefully watching her every move. In perhaps a different circumstance, he would be thrilled to discover someone smaller than him. But now, the entirety of his focus was on her, and her wellbeing... for whatever reason. He himself couldn't even figure it out. Oh, well. He'd dwell upon that later.

His eyes seemed to darken as she mentioned other survivors. He observed her blurry, grey form; which had strange bits of color, he discovered. Her jeans were blue underneath what he assumed to be blood, as were her eyes. It was pretty odd, seeing these pop out from his usual world of blankness. He wasn't giving her an exact answer to her inquiry. He merely... stared at her, brows knit, like he was trying to figure out what she was playing at.

"My name? Does it matter?" He slowly began to trail after the girl, still watching her, but more or less in concern now. This time, when she stumbled, he didn't hesitate to reach out. His hand closed around her lower arm, pressing its blood-slicked fingers firmly, yet gently, against her skin. "Stop trying to walk, Nina. You obviously can't." This girl was exasperating him quickly. If his arm wasn't useless at the moment, he would've slung her small frame over his shoulder and carried her to where she needed to be, just so she'd stop staggering around like a moron.



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Ravenshadow17 (#72140)

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2019-03-06 10:04:07
Aster Vanderee II 18 II Male II Bi II Bruised but ok II Mentions: Nina, and Enza.

Aster glanced at Nina and the stranger as he got closer. Between Nina being unable to walk and the other guy's busted arm, Aster felt himself grimace. They were definetly not equipped to deal with serious injuries.

"We should get you two back to the others. They have bandages and clean water. " He spoke up after the stranger caught Nina. He was wary as to why the other guy wouldn't give his name, but now wasn't the time. As Aster glanced at the sea, his eyes widened. It was closer than it had been when he had last looked.The tide seemed to be coming in and if they didn't move, the trio would be soaked. And while a little shallow water wasn't a serious threat, trying to warm themselves up after would be difficult.

"Seriously, let's move. The tide's coming in. And I don't know about you two, but adding cold and wet to the list of things currently wrong does not appeal to me. If you can't move, I could probably carry you two one at a time."



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2019-03-06 11:41:40
Luca Eberhart | 18 | Male | Health Status: Bruised, scratched up, and whiplashed| Mentions: Cris

Luca kept calm and still while Cris worked at bandaging his arm up. In a strange way, he reminded a silly, irrelevant question from a nurse a number of years ago...

”Okay, Lucas. What color would you like for your cast to be? That is, if you want to-“

“RED!!” Luca screeched, completely abandoning the fact that she’d called him “Lucas”, even though that may be what his legal name was. His aunt had almost told him to settle down, but she let it slide.

Red. Of course Luca would pick red for his cast. His vision was a bit better as a child than what it was now. The easiest color for Luca to see, so of course, red had to be his favorite color.

“Alright then, Lucas. We’ll get the red out in a second!”


When Cris mentioned that they would be getting tans, he snickered a little, a bit of his humor back for more. “Good for some, bad for others. Me? I burn like a lobster... and I bruise like a summer peach... as you can already see,” he said. He wiggles his fingers expectantly until Cris TOMS him to keep still while she cut off the gauze.

A blade slicing through the bandage later, and she’d asked if it felt okay. Luca moves him arm a little, resting it. The cold water had numbed some of the pain, and it felt better to have a soft bandage around it, rather than having his wound get clogged with dirt and other pollutants in the air. “It feels great,” he said. “Thank you, Cris,” he said, looking in her direction. “And I... I wonder where they’ve all gone off to? I know Nina lost something, but is a group effort needed to find it?” He questioned. His head tilted to the side a bit like a confused puppy. A lock of dirty blond hair fell in his eyes, and Luca swatted it away. “I hope they don’t get lost...”



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Brambles(Cookiesiluv
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2019-03-06 18:07:43
Nina Highmark~17~Female~Heterosexual(Straight)~damaged leg, cut on forehead, some other scrapes and cuts~Mentions: Aster Vanderee, Luca Eberhart, Crisantha Cheyne, Enza Relic Pierce

Nina had stumbled again, but the stranger had reached out and steadied her with firm hands. For a minute, she stared at him. Why was this stranger helping her? He wouldn't even give her his name. She was about to reply when Aster's voice startled her, causing her to slip backwards. Before she fell, she grabbed the stranger's un-injured arm and stopped herself from falling again. The fact that Aster had scared her and the fact that she was already jumpy from all that had happened seemed to fry her nerves, and her entire body was trembling violently. One hand was still on the boy's arm, the other clutching her chest where her heart would be as if having a heart attack, her eyes wide like a cornered doe.

"A-Aster... Please, if i'm going to survive out here... don't do that to me." She panted, looking up at Aster with a forced smile, as if it was a joke. Still, she trembled, steadying herself on the stranger. She looked up, visibly appalled at Aster's suggestion to carry her. "Absolutely not!" She replied harshly. She may be injured, tired, thirsty, and hungry, but she still had her dignity. She then turned back to the boy. She couldn't tell if he was amused or concerned about her, it was hard to tell with his eyes. "Well, what do you suggest then, smart guy?" She replied icily when he told her she couldn't walk. "I need my stick to walk like a semi-human being, and it's gone."

It was gone, and she had no idea where it could've gone. She had tripped, yes, and it had fallen out of her hands, but it should have only rolled away. Where could it've gone? It's not like it had vanished into thin air. Ugh. She was such an idiot. She had survived a plane wreck, yet she couldn't keep track of a stupid stick. A stupid stick that helped her walk, no less.



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Edited on 07/03/19 @ 05:29:45 by Brambles(Cookiesiluvdem) (#107487)

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2019-03-07 08:34:19
Enza Pierce | Male | Unstable | Mentions: Nina, Aster

The other voice made him whip around, almost losing his grip on Nina in his shock. This was short lived, however, for he was almost immediately tightening it afterwards; digging his fingers almost painfully into her arm. He observed the grey, blurry mess that was.... Aster with narrowed eyes, studying him closely. Enza didn't seem too impressed, for he snorted lightly and looked away, those pretty features knit in frustration.

Just as harshly as Nina, perhaps even more of so, he was snapping at Aster's offer. "Don't you lay a hand on me." His words were spat through tightly clenched teeth; though perhaps, this was an action of pain, rather than the aggressive one it appeared to be. "Don't want to get cold and wet? Cool. Then leave. Go back to wherever your creepy ass appeared from." Yet the hostility was fading from his voice as he noticed Nina's attention back on him. Immediately, he was looking down at her rather than Aster, brow furrowed as he listened to her words.

A roll of his eyes. "Girls." He muttered, giving his head a quick shake. Then, without another word, or any hint of what he'd perhaps do, he was bringing his hands to her hips, catching a firm grip on her. It must've killed his arm to do so, for he was wincing quite harshly. But regardless, he was lifting her up - with a bit more effort needed with his hurt arm - and more or less just slinging her over his shoulder. He held her legs as he turned back to Aster now, silver eyes challenging as they bore into his. "Lead the way."

Fresh blood was dripping down his arm, streaming from wounds that had no time to heal. His movements had brushed some of the caked dirt away, revealing the origin of the majority of the red. A nasty, gaping hole; where it seemed something had literally stabbed through his arm. It wasn't visible beneath all the blood, but the skin around it was already red and inflamed with infection.



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Ravenshadow17 (#72140)

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2019-03-07 16:18:12
Aster Vanderee II 18 II Male II Bi II Bruised but ok II Mentions: Nina, and Enza.

Aster sent Nina an apologetic look. "Sorry." He said sheepishly. When both of his companions refused his help Aster just shrugged good naturedly. "Alright. Suit yourselves." He watched as the other guy grabbed Nina and glared at him. Aster raised an eyebrow and with a sigh rolled his eyes.

That's a great plan. Carry someone when you're arm's half falling off. He thought to himself but made no comment. He wasn't sure why the other guy felt the need to challenge Aster, but he honestly couldn't care less. His only concern was keeping himself and as many of the others alive as he could. And the stranger's injury looked even worse then Aster had first thought, which made him all the more determined.

"Alright, let's go." He said simply and began to lead the way to the others. It was then that the stranger's words hit him.
Creepy? How was Aster creepy? He thought with confusion.



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Brambles(Cookiesiluv
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2019-03-08 05:22:51
Nina Highmark~17~Female~Heterosexual(Straight)~damaged leg, cut on forehead, some other scrapes and cuts~Mentions: Aster Vanderee, Luca Eberhart, Crisantha Cheyne, Enza Relic Pierce

Nina let out a sound similar to a mouse's squeak of surprise as the stranger took hold of her waist and slung her over his shoulder, as if it were no big deal. Aster made no comment of it, though, and both men continued on, Aster leading the way to their temporary campsite. For a while, Nina was to shocked to say anything, her eyes wide with surprise. Then, she narrowed her eyes. She knew that this boy's arm was critically injured, and she didn't wish to make that worse by trying to force him to put her down, but she was pretty sure her dignity was gone at this rate. "Put me down." She hissed. "I am NOT a sack to sling over your shoulder, and at this rate your arm's going to fall off."

Nina then turned to Aster with a scowl. "Your totally fine with this? No objection? I mean, it's not like I dont even know this person's name. That would be crazy. And it's not like his arm is gushing blood and looks infected or anything like that. Nope, all good here." She growled, her words dripping with anger and malice. "i swear, Cris better kick-box your stupid face when we get back.." Nina muttered under her breath.

(Sorry, short)



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2019-03-08 07:42:01
Enza Pierce | Male | Unstable | Mentions: Nina, Aster

The teenager followed after Aster, keeping a steady grip on Nina's legs, as to not accidentally let her slip and fall down the spanse of his back. His vision was getting a bit blurry, and every step sent a wave of nauseating dizziness through his body, but he dismissed this. He'd deal with this later, once he dropped this girl off wherever she needed to be. He'd go back to the shoreline, maybe wrap his arm up if he had time, but he'd certainly wash it off in the ocean. Then, he'd resume what he'd been doing earlier, until Nina happened upon him during a break. Keep looking for -

His silvery gaze darted her way as she spoke, though he was met with the sight of her calves, rather than her face. "No." He answered dryly, pulling his gaze forward once more. He was silent as she continued to complain, strongly resisting the urge to roll his eyes. He was heavily considering stuffing her mouth with a sock or something, just to stop her rambling.

"Okay, listen, ki - Nina," He started up, his voice weaker than it'd been before. His breathing was rapidly getting more shallow; coming out in short, quick gasps. He was incredibly lightheaded at the moment - but, whatever. He'd survive. It was just all this moving that had his blood flowing again. He was positive he'd be fine. "I'll tell you my name if you shut up." Then he paused, seeming to actually think over what she said. He was pulling her down moments later, swinging her so that he could carefully lower her back to the ground. Her feet would've barely skimmed the dirt, however, before he was lifting her right back up. This time, one arm went around her back, while the other caught the area behind her knees. He lifted her just as easily, now carrying her much like a groom would his bride.

His breath hitched, pain flashing across his features momentarily. Yet just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone. "Walk faster." He hissed out through clenched teeth, directed at Aster. "Or I'm just going to bring her back to where I was staying."



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Brambles(Cookiesiluv
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2019-03-08 16:54:49
Nina Highmark~17~Female~Heterosexual(Straight)~damaged leg, cut on forehead, some other scrapes and cuts~Mentions: Aster Vanderee, Luca Eberhart, Crisantha Cheyne, Enza Relic Pierce

Nina turned to look at the boy once he replied, but just saw the back of his head. She was about to reply when he shifted her and seemed to be putting her down. Just before she touched the ground, though, he picked her back up and now carried her like a bride or a small child. She was slightly startled, her eyes wide like a doe's again, and huffed. "Fine. Tell me your name and i'll, ahem, shut up." She said, rolling her eyes. "But, you have to let me bandage your arm when we get back. It doesn't look good and it's getting worse because you won't listen to common sense." She snapped.

Soon, there was a break in the trees and they come upon their temporary campsite, Luca and Cris is the distance. Nina sighed in relief, looking up at the stranger. "Were here. Lemme go." She said, placing a hand on his chest and gently shoving herself away from him and steadying herself of the ground, careful not to touch his wound. She winced a little as her foot was put on the ground, but she tried her best to conceal her pain and turned to Cris and Luca. "Hey, you two, any bandages left? I need some for my leg." She said, then pointed at the boy. "Oh, and I'm gonna need some for this genius." She sighed, rolling her eyes and limping over to the bag of supplies. She saw that Cris had bandaged Luca up and nodded approvingly. She looked through the bag and came out with the two small bandages roles. She also grabbed a small stick and washed it in the water, then sat down.

She put the stick in her mouth and then moved her leg into a position where she could wash and then bandage it. She put her leg in the cold water, letting it rinse off the blood, then started carefully bandaging the wound. Every small amount of pressure hurt, and she bit the stick to keep from groaning or crying out. At one point, she accidentally bumped her leg with her hand, and a loud cracking noise was heard as the stick nearly split in two when she bit down. Once it was completely bandaged, she sighed and took the stick out of her mouth, tossing it over her shoulder and spitting into the water to get rid of the bad taste.

She then looked over to the boy, motioning for him to sit. "Alright. Tell me your name while I wash and bandage your arm, and i'll be quiet." She said. "And... thank you. Even if you threw away any dignity I might've had left in this world, i appreciate it." She said, trying her best to sound sarcastic, but it was plain to see she was actually grateful.



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Keep it alive, guys! :)



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