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♛ ＳＯＮＩＡ--ＲＯＳＡＲＩＯ ♛

||ｗｉｔｈ; Skye ||ｄｏｉｎｇ; On the plane ||ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ; Scared ||ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ

--Her hand passing through air Sonia realized with a sudden jolt that he wasn't beside her, there was no one beside her, where was he? Looking around Sonia squinted against the dark trying to find Skye in all the piles of carry-on's and people, some crying and others as silent as, well, the dead. Then, she heard Skye, he was calling out for her, but where? Craning her still sore neck Sonia saw movement in the aisle. Trying to stand up Sonia felt an odd dull throbbing in her head and before she could take her second step she was falling "ahh!" a short muffled scream before she landed in the aisle, on top of a body no less. It was cold and unmoving, an older man his eyes still open and staring at her emptily, no life left. Scrambling off quickly Sonia hurried down the aisle trying to avoid the bodies and luggage with as much care as possible before making it to Skye. "Skye? Oh my god...your alive." she rambled her voice cracking as she dropped down beside him and threw her arms around his neck.

[sakatoharaki]

Roman

[Wearing] [ мaℓє ] . [ тнє вυsιиєss мaи ] . [ Beach ] . [ 26 ]

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Never live in the past because the world doesn't wait
on anyone for any situation. It keeps turning whether
or not you are ready to move on with your life. You
have to treat life like a treadmill. Keep running.
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Roman finished cleaning the girl up with his shirt. His soft eyes turned to meet hers as he spoke to her in a low tone, "No there are others alive. We are just a bit scattered away from the group." He said sitting next to the girl in a relaxed way. He was sure that the younger girl had no intention of moving any where any time soon. Roman pushed his flowing blonde air out of his face sighing as his thoughts consumed him. The business man looked to the girl again trying to erase his mind off the outside world because now they were really stuck with a slim hope of getting out. But her face helped him focus on the here and now as much as he tried to avoid it. He tried to make small talk with her it might ease both their minds until she could move and they could figure out what was oing on, "I 'm Roman." He said with a small smile.

[christine,]

The doctor ran her hands over the wound, relieved when she saw that it wasn't too much damage. "Nothing serious. You lost quite a bit of blood, though." She sighed, reaching for a long, sturdy bandage. "This will sting." She grit her teeth, wiping the with antiseptic until it was perfectly clean. "Sorry." She murmured, looking at him sheepishly. Taking the bandage, she wrapped it around his torso a few times before looping it over his shoulder and tying it in a firm knot. "All done." SH sighed, handing him his shirt back. She found a tiny mirror in the first-aid kit -probably used for signaling planes or something- and started to clean the gash above her right eye, narrowing her eyes in concentration.

[Takin' a Hiatus]

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Ｒｏｓｈｎａ Ｍｅｌｅｋ Ｇａｕｈａｒ

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The mope - Sixteen - On the island - Terrified and in pain - With Roman - Wearing

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Her dark eyes widened as she heard that there were others alive and sparkled with a new born hope. With an effort she tried to move and even though it was much more painful than what she even though was possible; but with another second of painful effort, she quickly sat up. Her face twisted with incredible pain that she felt rising in her neck and back. The adolescent gasped as she panted for air but in other two seconds she was on her own two feet. Her knees shook with the pain that came alongside with the great effort; after all she still hadn't recovered the shock she got from the plane crash. Though she was hurt, she still had the courage to go further so maybe she could find at least one person of her family alive

In front of her eyes there was nothing but dead bodies and blood. The sixteen year old bit her bottom lip harshly as she saw the horrific sight of destruction in front of her two eyes. Probably most of her family would be among the dead now. No, she couldn't give up, she couldn't believe they could all have died like that. The sight in front of her eyes made her forget her injuries and she quickly ran to find her family no matter how much it hurt. The physical and heart-felt pain was strong, amazingly strong but the heart-felt pain was much stronger.


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"Ｓａｄｎｅｓｓ ｉｓ ｂｕｔ ａ ｗａｌｌ ｂｅｔｗｅｅｎ ｔｗｏ ｇａｒｄｅｎｓ. "

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[Freedom!]

Tʀɪsᴛᴀɴ Kɴɪɢʜᴛ

➜ Nᴀᴍᴇ: Tʀɪsᴛᴀɴ Kɴɪɢʜᴛ
➜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Mᴀʟᴇ-Sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ
➜ Aɢᴇ: Tᴡᴇɴᴛʏ Oɴᴇ
➜ Sᴛᴇʀᴇᴏᴛʏᴘᴇ: Dᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ
➜ Pᴏsɪᴛɪᴏɴ: Tʜᴇ Pɪʟᴏᴛ
➜ Wʜᴇʀᴇ: Uɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ Isʟᴀɴᴅ
➜ Cʀᴜsʜ: Cᴀssɪᴅʏ-NᴏᴛYᴇᴛ
➜ Sᴏɴɢ: IғTʜᴀᴛsOᴋWɪᴛʜYᴏᴜ

I Wouldn't Mind Dying In A
Plane Crash, It'd Be A Good
Way To Go. I Don't Want To
Die In My Sleep Or Of OD, I
Want To Feel What Its Like.
I Want To Taste It, Hear It,
Smell It. Death Is Only Going
To Happen To Me Once, I
Don't Want To Miss It.

Tristan nodded, glad it wasn't anything serious, and well blood re-made himself over time so not to much of a lose in that way anyway. He bit his lips as she cleaned it up, feeling it stinging as the antiseptic got to work he bit down harder on his lip, "Nothing to be sorry for, your only helping." He said, glad that Cassidy was understanding, for some reason he doubted everyone would be quite so nice to the pilot who was meant to get them their safely, butt hen again it wasn't like he meant to crash the plane... Tristan say still while she wrapped him up, brushing his hand lightly down the bandage once she was done before pulling the shirt back in over his head, "If you want I can try cleaning that up for you... Won't be no professional work but I could lend a hand."

Nᴏᴀʜ Hᴜᴛᴄʜɪɴs

➜ Nᴀᴍᴇ: Nᴏᴀʜ Hᴜᴛᴄʜɪɴs
➜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Mᴀʟᴇ-Sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ
➜ Aɢᴇ: Eɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ- Nᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ
➜ Sᴛᴇʀᴇᴏᴛʏᴘᴇ: Tʜᴇ Rᴇʙᴇʟ
➜ Aᴄᴄᴇɴᴛ: Bʀɪᴛɪsʜ-Iʀᴇʟᴀɴᴅ
➜ Wʜᴇʀᴇ: Uɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ Isʟᴀɴᴅ
➜ Cʀᴜsʜ:Aʀᴀʙᴇʟʟᴀ-Sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ
➜ Sᴏɴɢ: Gᴏᴏᴅ Iɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs

Cause there's a man over board
And the tides gonna drag him down
If there's a man in the clouds
Then tell me where the hell is he now
Why is the silence so loud
Have I thrown it all away
Lemme know, Lemme know
Tell me is that what happens just for having a
good intention, tension ohh ohh
Look what happened to my Good Intention,
tension ohh ohh
Why won't anybody answer my question
Why is the silence so loud
I think I've thrown it all away
I don't know, I don't know
But lemme know
Hear me out before you label me the bad one.

Noah looked longingly back at the wreckage once they were further up the beach, although he wanted to help or find his own two dogs, he knew he couldn't just leave Arabella here, besides what use was he? He'd probably jut irritate them in their last breaths... Then he'd be the bad guy, again. He rubbed his spare hand through his hair before turning his attention back to Arabella, "Did you have any family or friends on the plane with you?" He asked, wanting to make sure of that at least.

[sakatoharaki]

Roman

[Wearing] [ мaℓє ] . [ тнє вυsιиєss мaи ] . [ Beach ] . [ 26 ]

╔══════════════════════╗
Never live in the past because the world doesn't wait
on anyone for any situation. It keeps turning whether
or not you are ready to move on with your life. You
have to treat life like a treadmill. Keep running.
╚════════════════════╝

Roman watched the girl struggle to her feet. He would have stopped her but the look on her face was that of serious determination. She must have been looking for her family because nothing else would have made her get up that soon after a crash. The business man stood with the young girl and offered to help her walk. Gently he put her arm around his shoulders so she could walk easier. "It will be faster this way." He said simply hoping his gesture would not go unappreciated. "Come on let's find your family." He said turning his sky blue eyes forward.

[Takin' a Hiatus]

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Ｒｏｓｈｎａ Ｍｅｌｅｋ Ｇａｕｈａｒ

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The man's help was welcomed and greatly appreciated as she felt his arms around her shoulder, her dark eyes lifted and fixed themselves on his face. "Thank you." she said with a soft voice as she gladly accepted his invitation and genuine help with a warm smile but it didn't last long as her family got in her mind again. The girl ventured forward. After every step she felt stronger and felt it easier to walk as the after shocks she got from the crash had started to subside and even her neck grew better but that wasn't in her mind. Her ebony eyes searched for her family, but every person living and dead was not a single member of her family.

They had gotten halfway around the beach where they had crashed but not a single member of her family was visible. She was starting to lose hope and as much as her physical strength increased, her inner strength decreased. The raven-head almost gave up when she saw someone far off, they were on the ground and after a little focus she realized it was her grandmother by the saree she was wearing. Her feet gained more strength than they ever had as she ran to the person, there was a kid by her side, her nephew; both were conscious.

The sixteen year old bend by their side and tried to wake them up, there was an expression of joy on her face and tears hot and burning had now stained her cheeks completely. After various attempts, they didn't wake. "They aren't waking up." she protested to the man standing behind her, "They are not waking!" she exclaimed.


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"Ｓａｄｎｅｓｓ ｉｓ ｂｕｔ ａ ｗａｌｌ ｂｅｔｗｅｅｎ ｔｗｏ ｇａｒｄｅｎｓ. "

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[LondonRenée]

Ƭнɛ Ѧιиσя

;; Arabella Jones ;; Female ;; 17 ;; Crush- {to be Noah} ;; On the beach ;;

Arabella shook her head. "No, I was alone." She hasn't even though about what might have happened if her mom was with her. They had originally planned for them both to go, but her mom couldn't take off work. And there weren't very keen on the idea of her being fired just so she could go on a small vacation. Plus her mom wanted to give her some space. At least something had turned out for the better. "Did you?" She asked quietly, noticing how he was looking back at the beach.

[Freedom!]

Nᴏᴀʜ Hᴜᴛᴄʜɪɴs

➜ Nᴀᴍᴇ: Nᴏᴀʜ Hᴜᴛᴄʜɪɴs
➜ Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Mᴀʟᴇ-Sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ
➜ Aɢᴇ: Eɪɢʜᴛᴇᴇɴ- Nᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ
➜ Sᴛᴇʀᴇᴏᴛʏᴘᴇ: Tʜᴇ Rᴇʙᴇʟ
➜ Aᴄᴄᴇɴᴛ: Bʀɪᴛɪsʜ-Iʀᴇʟᴀɴᴅ
➜ Wʜᴇʀᴇ: Uɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ Isʟᴀɴᴅ
➜ Cʀᴜsʜ:Aʀᴀʙᴇʟʟᴀ-Sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ
➜ Sᴏɴɢ: Gᴏᴏᴅ Iɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs

Cause there's a man over board
And the tides gonna drag him down
If there's a man in the clouds
Then tell me where the hell is he now
Why is the silence so loud
Have I thrown it all away
Lemme know, Lemme know
Why won't anybody answer my question
Why is the silence so loud
I think I've thrown it all away
I don't know, I don't know
But lemme know
Hear me out before you label me the bad one.

Noah was at least glad that Arabella hadn't lost anyone, looking own slightly when she asked about him, he'd sound a bit... What was the word? Childish if he said his two best friends, but that's what they were, "My two dogs, they'll be fine through, they're big enough and ugly enough to take care of themselves." He said, a slight smile coming back across his face, he still refused to believe they were gone, and nobody would change that, until he found them -dead or alive- he'd believe they were still alive, and have some hope in their instincts.

[sakatoharaki]

Roman

[Wearing] [ мaℓє ] . [ тнє вυsιиєss мaи ] . [ Beach ] . [ 26 ]

╔══════════════════════╗
Never live in the past because the world doesn't wait
on anyone for any situation. It keeps turning whether
or not you are ready to move on with your life. You
have to treat life like a treadmill. Keep running.
╚════════════════════╝

Roman smiled as he helped the girl knowing she was a fighter and a worker. Though she was in pain she was driven to find her family in this mess, he could respect that. As they walked along the beach Roman could see her morale dipping then sinking as they searched for her family members. Just about then the business man himself could see help fleeting before his own heart, how could someone so young deal with losing their family? But all was not in vain she did end up finding two of her family members who assumed to be her grandmother and maybe a little brother.

Roman let her rush toward them feeling awkward as she sprinted toward her family. How could he help? But her tear soaked face gave him enough of an incentive. He looked around for help, someone out of an international flight should be able to help them. "I will find help hold on." He said kicking off in the sand to rush back toward the bulk of the group. "Help!" He cried out hoping someone in the medical profession was near. "We need medical attention over here!"