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[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 was devastated to see the bodies laying there in the sand leaving the girl so broken up inside. There was nothing the doctor could do now and he felt terrible for wasting her time. When the girl cried into his chest he had no words to say to make anything better. Instead he held her as her tears fell onto his shirt soaking it in one spot. Roman rubbed her back softy hoping to calm her down just a bit. He did not even hear the doctors note that she would be back to check on him for he was far too wrapped up in the hurt this young girl had just experienced.

[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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The hiccups and the gasps stayed only for a while and after the span of a good five minutes,she was silent almost dead silent. The girl didn't even move much as she remained where she was. And after a few seconds of this, she pulled away and let go of the second shirt of his, she ruined in the matter of half an hour. Her hair looked messy and her face was stained with blood and tears. The girl sat back and looked at the ground silently. There were no words she could sat at the time and it was better for her to be silent. The girl folded her legs and hugged them to her chest as she placed her head on her knees, resting it there. There were no tears in her eyes for maybe she had cried enough for the day and had no more strength to even cry.

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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 headed back to where he had at first landed, bending down to the box as Haca ran around, jumping up to lick at Tristan's face. He smiled at the young hyena, scruffling his fur before turning his attention to this very annoying coded box. He opened up the book with all of his codes in it, scanning down the list of different codes, seeing everything from the password to his laptop to the code to access his garage. Then h got down to the details on this particular plane, knowing the numbers well but seeing there was no others. He cursed as he inspected the box, deciding to start guessing since it seemed like the only way. 1, 5, 7, 3? Nope. 2, 6, 3, 9? No chance. 8, 2, 5, 7? Of course not. This was going to be the thing that broke his temper after all of this.

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 managed a smile for Arabella, appreciating that fact that she was willing to help him even through if she wanted to she could have just sat down and recovered from this accident. Noah went with her back to the wreckage, whistling to see if either of the dogs came, before calling their names, still having no reply he continued to look around, in the hope of even finding another cage or something to show that they had landed here, at least if he even found their bodies he would know where they were... No, he couldn't think like that, they were alive, just where was the question.

[LondonRenée]

Ƭнɛ Ѧιиσя

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

Arabella looked around a bit, hesitating to look inside what was left of the plane. After they both called the dogs names a bit with no reply, she turned to the plane determinedly. Leaning inside, she called out the names again and waited for a reply. When she didn't hear anything - not a bark, whimper, or even a human voice of a survivor who needed help - she ducked inside the plane, glancing around. In the worst case scenario - they would at least want to find the dogs' bodies. But she was hoping she wouldn't find that. Her eyes found their way to a still and bloody body laying on the floor of the plane, and she shuddered. "Oh, god." She took a deep breath and tried to ignore the urge to rush out of the plane. After a few minutes of looking around, trying her best to ignore all the bodies and the pain in her ankle, she was beginning to realize that they weren't there. But that didn't mean anything - maybe they were somewhere on the beach, perfectly fine.

[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 looked around the sand, going towards anything at all which he seen, before looking out over the water just incase they were there, "Where are you two..." He mumbled, the dogs were all he had left of true family, he had to find them, they meant far to much to him for him to just give up on them. They'd both saved his life more than a few times, it was his turn to help them out for a change. He turned back to the wreckage, heading back over before going inside, seeing Arabella already here, "Any luck?" He asked, doubting it but still, worth asking.

[christine,]

ｃａｓｓｉｄｙ ｈａｗｋｔｈｏｒｎｅ

the doctor llwearing ll with Tristan
Cassidy walked up to the pilot, shaking her head. "Some poor girl just lost her whole family." she hiccuped, eyes turning puffy. "Poor thing." she sighed. "STill no luck?" she walked up to the... box... with a squinted eye. "I mean, they can't just leave you without any way to open it. It has vital supplies in there." she sighed.

[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 was there the whole time through the girl's ordeal but he knew he had to be. Finally she stopped, probably because she had noting left in her. He watched her as she sat down her knees to her chest. While there was nothing he could say he knew he could at least give comfort in being there. Roman sat with her draping his arm over her shoulders in a protective yet caring manner. His arm was gentle on her but wrapped to show comfort. Mentally he decided to help the girl bury her family when she was ready it would be better for everyone if they were.

[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 bit his lip when Cassidy said about the girl loosing her whole family, "That must be really hard on her, I wish there was something I could do." He said honestly, he'd do anything if it would help out everyone else who was here, although he wasn't exactly close to his family, he still loved them and would hate to loose them all, some vacation this was turning into. He shook his head, "Nope, breaking my temper more than the box." He said, partly jokingly although it was the truth. "They're always so sure of themselves, probably don't even remember putting the extra lock on." He said, looking back to the box as he moved to the side of it, rubbing his hand over in the search of a bump or anything to indicate another way inside, finding nothing he kept doing this the whole way around, finding nothing but where he started. He held the lock before fisting his hand, thinking twice about it, if he punched it and messed it up, then he wouldn't even be able to guess, Great. He was beaten by a box.

[LondonRenée]

Ƭнɛ Ѧιиσя

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

Arabella glanced back at Noah as he entered the wrecked plane. "No," She said quietly, shaking her head. "But they might be on the beach, just father down. We just have to keep looking." She added hopefully. She moved closer towards him, more than ready to leave the plane, carefully stepping around the things she didn't want to even think about beneath her feet. Her ankle twisted as she stumbled and she winced, muttering an "ouch."

{ Sorry, kinda short. ;-; }

[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 nodded in agreement, no where near ready to give up looking for them. He reach his hand out to grab her arm again when she stumbled, "You need to sit down and relax that ankle, walking abouts not doing it any good." He said, guiding her carefully out of the place wreck to prevent her from tumbling or falling again. He glanced around again, only seeing the same as what he'd seen the last few times as he looked to Arabella, "You want to sit down for awhile?"