Roleplay, anyone?

Callie heard a voice shout from the distance. She turned to look for the source of the sound. “Cassie, wait a bit. I think another one of our classmates woke up.”

(Good night! Bye!)

Pine had fallen into a hole (:P) but had just now clambered back out with the supplies. Hearing Lea's voice, he approached the tree from which she hung. "Lea? You good?"

(can I join?)

(I think so.)

(yesss)

(Lol)

(If I can, my character:
First Name: Kirsten
Last Name: Vance
Clothing: Blue DocMartens, grey skinny jeans, white t-shirt and black and white sweater
Looks: Auburn hair in a bun, tall, hazel eyes, very tanned
Personality: shy, cautious, kind, a bit naive, snappy when in a bad mood)

Cassie laid back, giving up on the sitting position. "Hey Lea!" She called happily.

Cassie silently wondered if Kirsten had survived the crash too. She hoped so.

(Go ahead and bring her in Mila)

Kirsten sat up, and immediately fell back down. Her head was pounding, her left eye swollen shut and what smelled like blood sticking loose strands of hair to her face.
"Where the heck am I?" she muttered. She sat up slower and looked around. She was stuck under a large piece of metal. "Seriously?"
She attempted to push it off herself, but no such luck. "Um, is anyone here?" she called out.

Cassie grabbed Callie's arm. "I think I hear somebody. Over there." She pointed towards another clearing a few yards away.

Kirsten looked ahead and strained her ears. She thought she heard voices.
"Hello?!" she called again. Her voice was thinner than she wanted, but hopefully it'd carry.

Pine leapt up and caught the first branch of the tree Lea was suspended in and pulled himself up clumsily, catching himself from falling and pressing as close as possible to the trunk. It's just climbing a tree. It'll be alright. Just pretend you're with (his adopted father) Brendon. Renewed with a fierce love for his guardian, he pounced up the tree like a squirrel, reaching Lea within a few minutes and gasping for breath. "Hey! Did you enjoy the view?"

"Kirsten!!" Cassie called out. "Are you okay? Are you trapped?"

Kirsten finally recognized the voice. "Cassie! Is that you?" she called out loudly, and her voice cracked. Overwhelming relief washed over her, replacing the fear that she was completely alone.
"I'm in the clearing, I'm stuck under a sheet of metal!"

"Pine, can you help her????" Relief flooded Cassie, knowing that her best friend was okay.

Cassie propped herself up on her elbows. The sun was setting. Cassie stared up at the sky, wondering how many of her other classmates had survived.

"Oh my god, thank goodness." Kirsten murmured at the sound of Cassie's voice. Someone was coming to get her, and she was going to be fine. Probably.
A guy walked into the clearing.

(Ya'll have room for one more?)

(obviously @ShadowMisfit join on in ^^)
Pine, having managed to get Lea from the tree, sprinted over to Kirsten, by now out of breath and exasperated. "Okay, y'all two grab on this side, I'll grab here. 1-2-3… Push!!"

Kirsten gasped in relief and painfully rolled out of the way of the metal sheet. It landed back down with a thud, and she slowly stood up, leaning heavily on a tree. Her legs were almost numb.
"Ugh, my head." she whispered.

Pine rushed over and held her steady by her shoulders, looking into her eyes. "You okay?"

Kirsten looked into the guy's eyes and finally recognized him.
"Pine. Hi." A wave of nausea rolled over her, and she pulled away from him hurriedly. She puked into a bush on the edge of the clearing and wiped her mouth.
"Sorry. I think my legs are regaining feel. Let's head back to wherever you guys are."
She took a step forward and stumbled.

Cassie watched Kirsten carefully, checking for any injuries.

Kirsten walked slowly, following Pine through the trees. Then she looked up.
"Cassie." she said. "Cassie!" She quickened her pace.

(Thanks. Following protocol:
First Name: Lucy
Last Name: Winters
Clothing: A light, black Jacket, Boots, a short sleeve shirt, and blue jeans.
Looks: Black hair in a ponytail, Green eyes, not quite pale.
Personality: Quiet, Blunt, and keen-eyed. )

Lucy opened her eyes for what felt like the first time in hours. Every bone in her body ached, and she felt something warm and sticky in her throat. She looked down to find her legs pinned by a chair. Her back, pressed against a metal wall. A small metal shard stuck from her side.

She yelled out, "Can anyone hear me? I need a hand…"