~~Odette Jane Harlow~~
she/her, 24, Virgo, bisexual, location: crash crater, mentions: x, tagging: Eurus
she/her, 24, Virgo, bisexual, location: crash crater, mentions: x, tagging: Eurus
The longer that Odette was awake, the better she was getting use to the planet they were on. This place was unfamiliar to Odette; it was either that or she had a terrible memory. Around her, many others were slowly waking up, their movements slow and gluggy and others were up and eager to find help or go off in any direction. The others would have a better idea then what Odette would, for sure. It wouldn't take too long before everyone grew homesick, eager to get away from the strange gravity of this planet. Smoke drifted up towards the sky and the wind brushed smaller pieces of debris into Odette's eyes. She swore, angrily wiping it away from her slightly sensitive eyes. Her company definitely was making matters better, so at least she had that to be thankful for.
A laugh escaped Odette's mouth as she tried to imaging the soldier's reactions. It wasn't that hard to imagine those serious frowns turned up in surprise. "Ah well, next time we come across a soldier you have to do something. I hope this place does have soldiers" teasingly nudging Ro. She stood herself with a more straight posture, testing out the stability of her legs. The jelly-like feeling was slowly solidifying. "You still look fabulous whereas I look like I was tossed into a black hole. I think they'd be mistaking you for an angel" Odette pointed out innocently. She attempted a deep breath but came up short, almost coughing up her insides. "Claggy... definitely too glamourous for whatever I'm breathing right now... Ro, I'll go with that. I quite like my ears. My names Odette. Virgo. It's nice to meet you".
--Thomas James Bourn--
he/him, 23, Hunter, straight, location: main corporation, mentions: x, tagging: Meg
he/him, 23, Hunter, straight, location: main corporation, mentions: x, tagging: Meg
Tom hadn’t been able to sleep well the previous night and so as soon as he saw fight, he got himself ready and had headed towards the main corporation center. His early rise had appeared to be a good thing as all the team members were required to meet Doctor Rennalds at the building, so here he was. The message had popped up on his phone after he had settled at his desk to run over a few things. On the way to work he had popped through a drive through to some place, ordering a latte and a breakfast muffin. The muffin had disappeared within five minutes and now his coffee sat half demolished beside him. He cast his eyes out of the office window for a moment, his mind blank. He thought he saw something, and it was concerning enough to make him frown. “You’re just tired, don’t be a baby” he scolded himself quietly.
He spun his chair to the front as the large screen glowed red, filling his senses. Thomas absently sipped at the now lukewarm coffee; his eyes mesmerized for a moment. ‘What in the world could that possibly mean?” he wondered, brushing a few strands of hair away from his eyes that had fallen against his forehead. He really needed to invest in a better hair gel but besides a few baby hairs, he didn’t look too bad. Thomas made his way to the front, weaving between tables. A loose group of Hunter's stood by, chatting amongst themselves. "Hey, uh, Meg, is it? Do you know what's doing on?".