Am I really that unappealing? Pine thought to himself regarding Kirsten's… recent exploitation. He followed the group excitedly, though, thrilled that he wasn't alone.
Hearing a sudden call, his head turned. "Hello?"
Roleplay, anyone?
(Poor Pine. He's the only boy. XD)
Cassie gave Kirsten a weak smile. "Hey."
(Kirsten and Cassie are bffs, right?)
"Oh my gosh, you're alive." She pulled Cassie into a hug. "Can you believe any of this?"
She backed away. "Paul's dead." she told Cassie grimly. "So's Lucas. I saw them a few feet away from my clearing."
"What about Matthew, Carlos, and Cameron? Am I seriously the only dude alive?" Pine asked somberly, a worried expression etched in his face. Paul was his closest friend. Plus hadn't they been sitting next to each other?
Then why did I live?
(Yes they are)
Tears sprang to Cassie's eyes. So bowed her head for a minute. She shifted slightly, gasping as white hot pain shot through her leg.
“They’re d-dead?” Callie began crying silently. She then remembered what they had to do and promptly wiped her tears. “We still need to figure out how to get home. Wh-what should we do?”
“Besides, we still need to tend to all of our wounds.”
"Let's focus on getting a shelter built and a source of water established. We'll worry about food and a game plan once that is done," Pine stated, voice cracking ever so slightly on established.
“Okay. Maybe we should stay away from potentially collapsing plane parts,” Callie stated, looking around at the scraps.
"We could even use them to shield us from the elements," Pine added thoughtfully.
“Good idea. Should we make a separate shelter for you, Pine? Or…”
Cassie sat silently, waiting for Pine and Callie to realize that she was still hurt.
"Umm, I don't see why? Also, we need someone to take care of everyone's injuries, especially Cassie's." (oof)
Cassie looked at Pine. "Did you find those sticks?"
“I can take care of it. Where’s the splint and bandages that you got?” Callie asked.
(just for reference, here's what Pine looks like: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/385268943102565110/
he's Native American, adopted by a gay Irish couple)
"They should be over by where we got the debris off of Kirsten."
Hearing talkong in the distance, Lucy gave another week shout, "Hello?"
Cassie's head swiveled to the side, hearing someone else. "Hey!!!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. "We're over here!!!!!"
Pine (whoopdedoo, as always :P) dashed over to the root of the noise and discovered Lucy. "Are you alright? We're back Southeast a little while."
(Haha goodnight peoples!!!)
(night everyone ^^)
Lucy gestured to her side, still pierced by the metal shard, "I need a hand," she grimaced, then extended her own hand, "care to give me a lift?"
Kirsten gingerly fingered her left eye. It was still swollen shut, and the skin around it felt inflamed and warm. But she looked at Cassie and saw her wince as she put slight weight on her leg.
"What happened to you?" she asked quietly.
Pine, overwhelmed by everything, began pacing down the trail of debris.
Lucy slowly pulled herself to her feet. It was clear that the passengers alive now were lucky. If there was anyone else, the area would have a bit more noise. but she heard nothing except for some minor chattering in the distance. She picked up a backpack off an unfortunate passenger, and limped down the way Pine had indicated.
(can i have another character so there will be more than one dude :P)
(I really don't mind, but that's not my call to make anyhow…)
(ima go ahead
Matthew
Buckner
blonde hair, green eyes, slight tan
Altra trail running shoes, shorts, AJR shirt)
Matthew woke up dizzy and nauseous, remembering with a striking feeling the accident. He wondered if anyone else was alive. "Help…"