Stranded RP **ONLY 2 SPOTS LEFT** - Page 14

(broken- do you still want to join“A cold world”)


Anna kept shaking the pilot “come on!” she said starting to freak out

"I was just trying not to freak anyone out," Naraplina replied. "Anyway, does anyone know how to find water?"

"There was nothing wrong with what you said" Bai told her. "There are probably some streams. I dont know how to collect it though."

Edited by jallny - 6/20/12 at 5:48pm

Peter felt something else poking into his sore arms. His immediate thought was that he was being attacked by the local wildlife, and rolled away, startled, but he opened his eyes and came face to face with someone's feet.

Rubbing his eyes, Peter focused on the face of a young lady. The sky seemed somewhat darker than before. He had probably been out for some time now.

(I don't exactly know who you're talking about Fierlin, like as in who's feet is Peter sniffing?)

 

"You don't know how to stick a bucket in water and collect it?" Samantha retorted with a small snort.

Jadyn sat in a tree, carving something with a pocketknife she had managed (not without difficulty) to smuggle with her onto the plane.

 

Preston was alone in the woods, making a stone ax. He grumbled as he sharpened the "blade".

"We dont have buckets, smart one" Bai yelled. She was frustrated with this girl who thought she was smarter than every one else.

 A shadowed shape staggered through the woods not far from Preston. It was clearly feminine, one year or so younger than Preston. She was gripping her left forearm, she was also wearing a black Kara Clark t-shirt and tattered jeans. Her hair was shoulder length, streaked blue and white. She also had a dragon tattoo on her other arm, the head on the hand and the body wrapping around her arm, ending on her shoulder. She was clearly somewhat gothic, an evil and angered aura radiated off her. She'd not seen Preston, and she was gripping something in her good hand.

Preston heard a rustle in the woods and looked up. He saw an injured woman walking around and called to her. "You need help?"

 Jaiquill raised her head to look at him, her eyes cold and demonic. Her streaked hair covered one eye. "I'm fine." She snapped, heading off again, blood seeping from between her fingers, hiding her now profusely bleeding wound.

Edited by TechnoCat - 6/20/12 at 6:38pm