Stranded RP **ONLY 2 SPOTS LEFT**

Anna looked at Peter's face, she could tell he disstraught “its okay,” she whispered “it isn't your fault.”
They walked to the beach, where she had seen some luggage. She walked over and opened a couple cases before finding one that had mens clothes. “here,” she said “these might fit.”


Peter nodded with some sense of gratitude. He was having a hard time coming to terms with everything, after all he was, sort of, second in charge of the plane.
He picked up the top and gingerly peeled his own gas-soaked one off. "Thanks." It fit snugly, but that might have been a good thing, as night was falling and it was starting to get cold. He shrugged on a coat as well.

"How many others are there?" he finally bought himself to ask Anna. "How many survived?"
 
Cassie was walking by when he heard the conversation between the two. "About 20, maybe more maybe less..I'm Cassandra, Cassie for short. And you...?"
 
Peter looked up, surprised to see another person so close to them. Then of course that was probably just his nerves kicking in.
"Hi Cassie," he said, smiling weakly. "I'm Peter."
 
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(( Demagnitization and crap, I completely forgot about the water thingy. Facepalm, facepalm, facepalm. :3 Ignore that other post. ))
Jaiquill, still crying and bleeding a little, watched him from another tree. "Ask Him to take me, too." She called gently, her voice broken and her will to live shattered.
Preston turned to her, his face streaked with tears of anger and sorrow.
 
She saw him jump a little when he looked up and instinctivlly shuffled back a little. "You were the pilot? Or the pilots helper? I don't know what there called..."she guessed from his soggy uniform lying on the ground. She then realized how hot she was and took off her sweatshirt and hung it on a tree branch to dry.




Blake was wandering through the forest when he heard the trickling of water. He realized how thirsty he was and quickened his pace. He came upon a little spring in the middle of the clearing. He took a drink and washed his face. He felt refreshed and like his sorrow had been washed away. He knew that was not the case because it would only come back to haunt him on a dark night, but he closed off his heart and promised never to love again in loyalty to his dead wife. He started to walk back the way he had come, making markers so he could find his way back.
 
(hey fluffballs u can still join)

Blake was walking back when he stumbled upon Preston and Jaiquill. He was whisteling a mourneful tune, one that seemed to fit the situation. He paused when he saw them. "I found water!!" he said trying to act happy.
 

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