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[Make_a__Scene]

Wyatt❖Wilson❖20

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I can fake it with the best of anyone
I can fake it with the best of 'em all
I can fake it with the best of anyone
I can fake it all

Wyatt scowled at Anatoly; he'd never force anyone to do anything that scared them, and he certainly wasn't trying to force Mareino to sleep. Encouraging was a better word. The poor kid looked so shaken and sick that he was just trying to help. He would have explained that to Anatoly if the situation had been slightly different. At least he could recognize that now was not the time to speak exactly what was on his mind. Though he also did recognize that he would not be able to bite his tongue forever; sometime, and sometime soon he was sure, his silver tongue would slip through to get in an insult, or simply say what he was thinking, like he typically did.

He kind of stepped back when Anatoly went in for the hug. He certainly turned away so he wouldn't have to watch his undeclared rival comfort his friend. He wasn't even sure he wanted a hug now; Wyatt was feeling a little... well, indescribable, but it definitely wasn't a nice feeling. Kind of like he just wanted to curl up in a corner and let whatever was going to happen to him happen. He didn't ever give up easily, but this place was breaking him. "I'm not hungry," he commented to Mareino lowly, after Anatoly had already wandered away. "You can have my food box if you'd like." Actually, Wyatt was feeling kind of sick. The thought of food practically made him gag.

Luckily he had been able to get around fairly easily, unscathed. Though he had rapidly lost weight, which practically made him look like a creature himself. "What I wouldn't give for a shower, though," he mumbled.

[Kaliyana]

{I could have sworn I read in a post by one of the mods that linking to images in roleplays posts was fine. You just can't post the actual image...
And of course, now that I want to read that over again I can't find the bloody thing, and the forum posting rules in the help section don't say a thing about it. ;-;}

Jaythen Lora Devaki

You can call me; Jay, or whatever you want.
What I'm doing; Walking around
What I'm feeling; Scared and tired.
What I'm wearing; Dark jeans, dark tank top,
and converse.
Who I'm with; Everyone
Who I'm talking to; Whoever's in the
living room/close to it.

"I really should get up. I can't just sit here the entire time. I need to see who's awake and who's not..." I sighed, and then shook my head at the person who answered me. "Yeah, I know I already know who's awake. I think it's just Dante who's still sleeping. Should I wake him up?" No, no that might be a bad idea. I might scare the ever loving crap out of him, and that is not what I wanted to do at all. We would wait, figure out where we're going and when we're going to leave, and then we would have to wake him up. But, regardless of if I woke the boy up or not, I did need to get up myself, and I did need to figure out where we were going and when we were leaving. So I lifted my head, and was mildly disappointed when I realized that I was indeed still stuck here; so much for hoping that I'd wake up from this nightmare.

“Some people are only alive
because it is illegal to kill them.”

I slowly unfolded myself and moved out of my little corner. I took three deep breaths for some reason I wasn't sure of; I wasn't panicking any more, I wasn't as scared as I was a few minutes ago... Maybe I did it because I knew that in a moment, I was going to put myself in that bloody room with the freaking men. My face twisted in another human like snarl, and then I straightened it and marched from the room with an air of confidence I didn't really have. I was just going to have to get used to these men, I was going to have to tolerate them. I was going to be stuck with them until either they, or I, got killed, so there was no use avoiding them.

“Bisexuality automatically
doubles your chances of having
a date on Saturday night.”

"Okay, so." I started, leaning against the wall by the opening to the living room. This was as far as I was going. I crossed one ankle over the other, and my arms across my chest, just like I had done at the front door. I ignored the "touching" scene of the boys hugging to continue speaking; it was only going to make me angry. "It looks like everyone but Dante is awake. I think if the kid is actual able to sleep in, we let him sleep as much as possible. So, we can figure out where we're going to go, and when we're going to do it." And there went my confidence. As I realized that people were looking at me while I was saying this, my confidence evaporated like it had never been there to begin with. My eyes dropped to the floor and I was mentally cursing myself as I said my next words. "Personally I think we should stick close to the walls. I mean, there has to be some kind of door along one of the walls right? We had to get in here somehow."

“Don't start with the Canadian
jokes. I've got my polar bear
parked out front and he'll eat you.”

I suddenly felt like an idiot, standing there in front of them, talking to them like I was ordering them around. But I couldn't change how I sounded now; we needed to get this crap sorted out. We needed to know where we were going and when we were going to leave. And then we needed to wake Dante up. But I still felt like an idiot, and I groaned quietly to myself and leaned my head against the wall a little harder than I should have and just left it there. I shouldn't be ordering these people around... Yes but things need to be done, and if no one else is doing it... No. No. I still shouldn't be ordering them around damnit!

[stunning.reality;]

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"save me."

"love me."

"help me."

"s o m e o n e."

"please."

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Mareino just kind of sat there and watched everything for a moment, his gaze turning to Jaythen with a gentle smile."The walls usually are a safe bet, but the spiders crawl down them. It's a good idea, but I think that we'd need to be better prepared if we were going to take that route." He murmured to her, tilting his head and licking his lips. But he soon reached out, grabbing Wyatt's thin wrist and yanking him closer with a mildly angry look- although the anger did fade from his features once the older man was close enough. He rose up onto his knees so he was almost nose to nose with his friend, and frowned slightly- before murmuring faintly. "Two things. One, you will eat. And two?" His lips pulled into a smile, before lightly grazing his lips with Wyatt- a timid form a kiss.

And with that, he let go of his friend's wrist, and sat back down, opened his box and continued eating once more.

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[- drift.]

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ƒємαℓє ▪ ηιηєтєєη yєαяѕ ▪ ѕιηgℓє ▪ тнє "яudє & stubbσяη" σηє

Shiloh had sat back down on the edge of the bed with her food box, watching as everyone else headed through the house, talking to one another. She, still, didnt say a word, just I serving everyone. There were three boys in the living room, comforting each other and whatnot, then there were two other girls that she saw so far other than herself. One seemed to be the type to take charge, while the other was content with talking to herself.

As they all headed into the living room, she let out the breath she hadn't realized she had been holding, and ran her hands through her hair. "I have to get out of here.." She murmured lowly, before grabbing her box and following after the others. She walked in the room with the other lads, just in time to see one brush his lips against the other's, and raised her eyebrows. Well, at least they had each other. Whereas Shiloh had nothing but "me, myself, and I." She flicked her gaze to the girls, one who suggested to stick to the walls, and didn't respond. She would stick with the group as long as they made the choices that would keep them alive. If they were going to do something stupid, she's be the first to say so.

Glancing back into the other room, she realized that there was still someone sleeping. Dante, was his name. She took a step back in that direction, but decided against it. He was lucky to be able to sleep, she should leave him. So she just turned back around to look at the others, leaning against the wall.

[Make_a__Scene]

Wyatt❖Wilson❖20

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I can fake it with the best of anyone
I can fake it with the best of 'em all
I can fake it with the best of anyone
I can fake it all

Wyatt stumbled forward when Mareino tugged his wrist. He would have responded to the demand for him to eat had the kiss not happened. His eyes widened while his heart dropped into his stomach; that definitely wasn't something he had been expecting. He froze, and the fleeting, mousy kiss seemed to last far longer than it did. When Mareino pulled away and settled back, Wyatt bent down and lifted the boy's chin up, pressing their lips together in a rather rough kiss. Clearly he had no self-control. He held the kiss until something in his mind finally clicked and he remembered where they were. Pulling back, his eyes flitting open, he gave a sheepish smile and then took an exaggerated step backwards. What was he doing? Now was really not the time to be fraternizing.
"Your lips are getting chapped, you should stop licking them," he commented nonchalantly before completely dropping the matter.

"I don't suppose we'll be able to find a map anywhere," Wyatt almost scoffed, stretching his arms above his head, stiff from lying awake. Yes, he was good at pretending nothing had happened. "I think we should make a straight shot," he suggested. "Stay clear of wooded areas when we can, stick to open fields." Outside visibility was already ridiculously shallow, there was no use in knowingly adding obstructions to that. Besides, there was a greater risk for injury; another injured person wasn't something they could risk right now.

[Rant]

((So sorry I missed out on this one, the plot is really quality! I'll be following along for sure though.))

[stunning.reality;]

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Okay, that's totally cool! I'll note you if I make a new roleplay. c;

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"save me."

"love me."

"help me."

"s o m e o n e."

"please."

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Mareino obviously looked surprised when Wyatt pulled away from his own sneak attack, and his fingers reached up and brushed against his lips when the other stepped away. "Oh.." He squeaked, his cheeks flushing lightly, before he noticed that the older of them both had completely brushed the sudden subject away- and it caused the teen's features to fall. Daddy does the same thing.. Just another bruise, then go about your day. Damnit! He thought bitterly, before nodding in response to whatever the man was talking about and finishing off his bread in silence. His eyes kind of stayed down on the ground, where his heart felt like it should be, and his shoulders slumped beneath the warmth of the blanket as he chewed his food with a blank face and a loud sigh through his nose. But, when the bread had finished, he looked around for Anatoly while nibbling on his half finished piece of cheese, the somewhat bitter taste making his cheeks tingle with unknown reasons.


{{Writer's block. Popped my kneecap a while ago, then scraped my arms and legs, pulled muscles in my back, and don't really want to think about anything at all.

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[ᚻadou]

-- ok .__. I need to stop having a life so I can freaking post, now where should I jump in? cx --

[stunning.reality;]

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Well, so far, everyone's just been waking up! And Dante could join Anatoly, Wyatt and Mareino, or he could find one of the girls somewhere.. XD

[Maxxika]

|speaking to;; mareino, wyatt, rae.
|feeling;; concerned.
|ooc;; [Really. Short. Had a busy
day, and wasn't sure what to write.]
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Anatoly Romanovich Zakrevsky

[male | twenty | single | military officer | vancouver]

Anatoly looked away when he saw the small kiss. He didn't want to watch his friend kiss anyone really, no matter how innocent. He looked to his food, eating his bread slowly. He didn't look to the cheese. He wasn't fond of cheese, though he would eat it if it came to it. He set the bread down, looking toward Mareino silently. He sat up. "What do you think?" He asked, keeping his voice quiet to just them. "I don't want to argue... but I doubt there is a straight shot through. That would be too easy." He wasn't up for starting things, but he hated the idea of not being able to make it through just because he hadn't spoken up. He didn't know if he had anything important to say, but if he did have some important thought he sure didn't want to miss out on mentioning it to someone. He gave a small sigh, and took another bite of bread. Thinking, he got a worried look to his face. He closed his eyes, trying to convince himself he was wrong, though it didn't work too well.

"Mareino... I'm... what if I can't keep up?" The idea brought a shiver through his body. He didn't want to be left because of an injury. "I mean... I hope I can keep up." He tried to make up for it, tried to take back the whiny tone he felt he had used the first time. But the tone had already been used. He hated that. He hated speaking without thinking, he always felt so stupid or useless afterwards. He never said anything smart that way.