The 100 *NOW OPEN*

[✯Clexa✯]

★𝓞𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓪 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓴𝓮⏵Blodreina
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◄18｜Female｜Bisexual｜tagged; Bellamy｜Mentions; none►

indentationO held tightly to her brother. After all she hadn't seen him for six years. O smiled as she hugged him, then she pulled back. Bell, how did you get down here? I thought you were part of the guard?" O looked questioningly at Bellamy. She also noted the Bellamy didn't have a wrist band. She watched as Bellamy slid his wrist behind his back. O narrowed her eyes. "Bell, What did you do?" Octavia frowned slightly, waiting for his answer, but then something caught her eye.

There was a lever on the door to her left. She walked over, not waiting for Bellamy to answer. She put her hand on the lever and then looked back at Bellamy. She grinned and got ready to pull, then hesitated. She shook it off and pulled the lever down, all the way. The door creaked and fell open with a loud bang. Light flooded into the drop ship, blinding O. As her eyes got used to the light, there were many gasps and Ooos from the crowd of people inside the drop ship. O lifted her had to shield the sun from her eyes and looked out into the lush forest that lay outside.

O gasped. It was so beautiful. Everything was green and growing, unlike the Ark where everything was gray and made of metal. O took in her surroundings, Trying to the cry from excitement. She turned to Bellamy, and smiled before walking down the ramp to the edge of the drop ship door. "Whoa!" O said. She stepped down onto the soft earth and fell to her knees. Everything e=was so pretty. She couldn't believe it, they were on the ground. They had made it!

[senna_]

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she/her;.18;.the 100;.asexual/demiromantic;.mentions: octavia, tags;.tagging: lorielle, bellamy

Brooke found herself physically trembling, even though it was far too warm in the crowded room to do such a thing. Her fingers caught the material of her blue-grey jacket and she hugged it closer to her petite frame, hazel eyes darting around like she had just done something bad and was now on high alert. The boy with the milk-chocolate curls had caught her eye for a fleeting second before another girl stepped in, shouting his name so loud that if everyone else wasn’t talking, it certainly would have echoed off the bordering walls. Brooke silently watched the two wrap one another in a big hug, the type of hug that suggested they knew one another well. A couple, maybe? Something gave her the impression that that wasn’t quite the connection between the two of them. Whatever the case may be, Brooke knew it was none of her business, and she pushed her dying curiosity away by turning her attention elsewhere.

She was quick to spot a girl about her age standing nearby. If Brooke hadn’t been aware of the situation, she would have assumed the blonde had gotten into a fight with someone. Her lip was cut and a faded bruise on her cheek. Brooke’s lips parted slightly, and she squeezed her way past a larger boy so that she was close enough to put a hand to the girl’s chin, tilting her head up to inspect the cuts better. “We’ll get that cleaned up for you,” she told her, her voice no more than a murmur with all the shouting that was coming from around them.

Before she had a chance to say anything more, light so bright that Brooke seemed to have forgotten what light was devoured the whole room, and she blinked rapidly, whipping back around in the direction she’d first come from. The door was open. Panic surged through her, and she found herself pushing towards the front, quickly grasping the curly-haired boy’s arm. “What did you do?” she breathed. “Why did you─” Her voice died as she caught sight of the same girl who’d hugged him earlier. The girl was standing on the grass, arms out and head tilted towards the sky. Brooke stared wordlessly as the girl laughed with glee. She felt frozen, but not cold. Why wasn’t anything happening to her? Sweet air was begging for them all to taste it, but Brooke couldn’t seem to move. Her eyes flitted back towards the guy. “Why isn’t anything happening?” She wasn’t really expecting an answer, it was more so to express her awe. People began to push past her, but still, she did not yet move.

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he/him;.18;.the 100;.heterosexual;.mentions: lorielle, octavia, bellamy, tag;.tagging: clarke

Clarke Griffin had leaned in closer to inspect him more clearly, and while Finn couldn’t really do much about it, considering the fact that his back was practically glued to the wall, he didn’t bother squirming away from her intense gaze. In all honesty, he didn’t feel uncomfortable in the slightest, even despite the fact that, given the look on her face, she evidently was not pleased with him, whether that was because of his cuts, comments, or otherwise. Boldly, he held her gaze, watching as her intelligent blue eyes flickered over his features. A grim look had cast a shadow upon her, and her lips had thinned into a relatively straight line. Understandable, really. Finn wasn’t exactly sure why he was feeling so giddy, given that he had just smashed into a wall after figuring out he was sent to a forbidden place to die, but he’d rather that than misery and grief. There was far too much of it in this tiny room; it stank of sweat and fear. He shuttered a bit at that.

The unimpressed look she’d given him only tickled his amused senses even more. His somewhat cracked lips turned into a lopsided smile, a bad attempt of mustering a frown, and he watched her with mock innocence as she continued to study him. He eventually looked down at her hand. “Pleasure,” he finally spoke, taking her hand to shake it. He let his own linger an extra second longer than necessary, something he wasn’t quite sure why he did, before tucking both arms behind his back once again. “Finn Collins. You remember that, okay?” His tone was light and he raised his brows at her before turning his gaze over to the exit, which had become very obvious, given the crowd around it. “I think I can wait until the stampede clears.”

There was a shriek, then, and Finn watched as a girl with raven-black hair threw herself at an older guy, lean and a bit intimidating-looking. Curiosity sparked his features as he watched them embrace, mumbling some words he couldn’t quite catch. He glanced back at Clarke, unsure of what she knew about this, but wasn’t able to tear his eyes away from the door for very long. He did, however, catch sight of another girl with dirty blonde hair who seemed to be in even rougher shape than himself. How many others unclipped themselves? Had they all survived such a blow? Before he could dwell on it much longer, blinding light filled the room, and Finn flinched, immediately covering his dark eyes with both hands. It took a few seconds to adjust to the intensity, but once he did, he was in awe. Though there wasn’t much to see from where he was standing, green popped out at him. At once, people seemed to start filing out. Excitement flipped his stomach, and he turned back towards Clarke, offering her a hand. “Are you ready for this?”

[✯Clexa✯]

★Lexa⏵Heda
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◄22｜Female｜Lesbian｜tagged; Gulietta | Mentioned; Gulietta, Aliyah (Ali)►

indentationLexa didn't answer right away. She took a couple breaths then turned to the healer once more. "Once the scouts come back i will organize a party to go see if anyone was hurt. I can promise you that. As for when that will be, I do not know." Lexa turned away and walked back to the Commander's private quarters. She sat down on the bed deep in thought. What was that thing that had crahsed. What was it doing here, and why now, or all times. Lexa shook her head, trying to clear it. She had other things to worry about, they were fighting a war for goodness sake. She needed to focus if they were to win this war. Her people couldn't have their leader distracted over somethign as small as this, not when there was no threat of danger to her people.

As Lexa collected her thoughts, someone entered the commanders tent. She stood and walked out into the main tent. Looking up she saw the scout captain had returned, He was looking rather grim and Lexa's heart sank into her stomach. She looked at him, waiting to hear the worst of the situation. "Heda, the scouts have returned. They said it was some sort of space ship that fell from the sky. They say that they saw people come out from the ship, Not from any nation that they've seen. What would you have me do? Heda?" The Scout leader was becoming impatient as Lexa thought about what to do.

Lexa raised her head and looked the scout leader in the eye. "Ready my horse Captain. Assemble some warriors, I am going to check out the site for myself." She said, sitting in her large chair once more. "Oh and send Gulietta back in for me, she will be coming with." As the scout leader left lexa moved to her armor stand. She decided that she did not need it. She would need more stealth then protection here. She settled on a plain leather tunic and trousers. If this truly was a dangerous mission, she needed to look like and ordinary warrior. She would Take Ali with her as well. This would be good for her training.

★𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞⏵❝My sister, my responsibility.❞
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◄18｜Male｜Straight｜tagged; Octavia, Brooke｜Mentions; Clarke, Finn►

indentationBellamy looked at Octavia and frowned slightly. Bellamy grabbed her by the arm and turned her away from everyone so that they could talk without being overheard. "Look it doesn't matter how i got down here, okay? You have to trust me on this one. O?" Bellamy trailed off as Octavia walked away. O what are you doing you-" Bellamy broke off as he realized where she was heading. The lever that Bellamy guessed opened the door, was sitting untouched by anyone. Everyone seemed to be avoiding it for some reason.

Bellamy watched as Octavia made her way through the crowd to where the lever stood, she turned and smiled at him, he grinned back and she pulled the lever. Light flooded the Drop ship and Bellamy closed his eyes, against the sunlight. There was a rush of footsteps and someone grabbed Bellamy's arm, spinning him around to face them. It was the girl who had stood by him earlier. What are you doing? Why did you-?" She stuttered. but she faded off as her eyes g=feel on Octavia who was standing outside the drop ship with her arms spread out, laughing. Bellamy smiled as Octavia laughed to herself.

The girl before him stood wide eyes at the trees and grass of the ground. True none of them had ever been here, but could they at least not act like they had never seen pictures of the ground. True it was much cooler than the pictures, but it wasn't that cool, at least not to Bellamy. Bellamy heard the girl speak faintly. "Why isn't anything happening?" Bellamy noted that she was speaking more to herself then to anyone really, but he still responded. "Because there is nothing that is going to happen."Bellamy shook his arm from the girls loosened grip, shook his head and looked around.

There was a blonde girl helping a dark haired boy up off the ground, she seemed to be checking to make sure nothing was broken. Bellamy frowned, great just what they needed, another privileged.

[senna_]

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she/her;.18;.the 100;.asexual/demiromantic;.mentions: octavia, tag;.tagging: bellamy

Although Brooke's touch had been light, nothing much more than a swipe against his skin to grab his attention, he had quickly shaken her off. She wasn't too discouraged by the sharp action, though; not everyone liked to be touched. Her attention was more on the sight outside than Bellamy himself, anyway. Bellamy, that was his name, right? Bell-something, anyway. She'd heard that much from the girl.

The stranger outside seemed at peace. A girly giggle had escaped her lips and she looked like she was in her dream world. Her eyes were glimmering the way a river's body did against the bright sun and her smile was so big that it seemed to add to the sun shining down on them. Brooke was thrown off by the fact that she was still standing in one piece, healthy and relaxed.

"How can this be?" she murmured under her breath, taking a cautious step away from Bellamy, who appeared very displeased with her appearance. She was too struck by the outer world to take offence. "I thought the radiation made it uninhabitable." She took a tiny step forward, then stopped again. For whatever reason, Brooke found herself scoping out Bellamy once again. "You should go," she suggested, hoping that would encourage him to go after the girl he seemed to care so deeply for. "Go join her."

[Kaliyana]

ＤＯ ＹＯＵ ＴＨＩＮＫ Ｉ ＷＡＮＴＥＤ ＴＨＩＳ?

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" ι вєαя ιт ѕσ тнєу ∂ση'т нανє тσ "
∂σιηg; Making sure they're okay | мσσ∂; Very hopeful
тαℓкιηg тσ; Finn | ℓσcαтιση; Drop ship

"Collins?" She repeated, her head tilting slightly of its own accord. She had heard that name before. It took her a moment, but the name clicked and shock registered on her face, quickly replaced by excitement that she couldn't control. "The space walker!?" She quickly tried to hide the excitement with irritation. She had always wondered what it would have been like to walk out in space like that, to be able to float and take in the view of the Earth. Sure she had been able to see the Earth from the windows of the Ark, and the window in her cell in the skyblock, but she imagined it would have a much greater impact to see it while she was not confined to metal of the Ark.

"That cost a month of oxygen." She muttered weakly, remembering then that the Ark was dying. She shook her head, opening her mouth to perhaps scold him -- why, he had obviously already been punished by it -- when a shriek near the door startled her. She turned towards it, watching as the same dark haired girl as before pulled the lever for the door and had one terrifying moment of panic as the door lowered. "Wait!" Her sentence was cut short as she was temporary blinded, raising one arm to shield her eyes from the light. Her legs faltered, one knee buckling just enough that she temporarily leaned back towards Finn before catching her balance.

She stared, for what felt like eternity, out towards the massive expanse of green that stood before her. For the first couple of moments she couldn't tell what was what, everything was just green but she was soon able to pick out individual tree trunks and small bushes. An excited laugh escaped her lips, and she beamed at Finn as she took his offered hand. She gave it a small squeeze, whether to reassure him or herself she wasn't sure, and she nodded eagerly. "I'm ready. Are you?"

Ｉ ＤＩＤＮ'Ｔ ＥＶＥＮ ＫＮＯＷ ＹＯＵ ＥＸＩＳＴＥＤ

[✯Clexa✯]

★𝓞𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓪 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓴𝓮⏵Blodreina
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◄18｜Female｜Bisexual｜tagged; Brooke, Bellamy, Lorielle｜Mentions; Clarke, FInn►

indentationOctavia stood outside the drop ship, with her arms spread wide, like she was giving the air a hug.. She let a giggle escape her lips and she closed her eyes soaking in the sun. She considered yelling something, but she thought better of it, and then she decided to anyway. "WE'RE BACK BABY!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. She turned and looked at Bellamy, who was standing with another girl. Her smiled widened. O laughed harder, she grinned at Bellamy and watched him with the girl. They seemed to be talking quietly to one another.

Octavia looked back at the people who were starting to come out. The was a blonde girl who was holding hands with a cute boy and Octavia, frowning slightly, as the two walked through the drop ship, still holding hands. Octavia shook her head, there would be plenty of other guys for her to snag. She didn't need that one, oh but she wanted him so badly, just to see the look on the blonde's face when she took her boyfriend. O laughed to herself, that had cheered her up considerably. O looked back into the trees. She closed her eyes again. soaking in more of the sun,

O had been stuck in a stupid cell on the ark for too long. There were no windows in the prison level. So Octavia hadn't seen the outside in forever, She heard a branch snap and she opened her eyes. She looked into the trees, staring hard, trying to see if anything was moving, She shrugged and shook off the feeling. Turning back to the drop ship Bellamy had his hand out to the girl.

★𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞⏵❝My sister, my responsibility.❞
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◄18｜Male｜Straight｜tagged;Brooke｜Mentions; Octavia►

indentation "Oh her? That's Octavia, she's my sister." Bellamy said, rubbing the back of his head with his hand. He was regretting jerking out of this girls grip, in the sunlight she was really pretty. He wondered what she was down here for. He truly had no idea. Bellamy smiled at her. Bell walked forward stepping down onto the soft grass. Bellamy turned and smiled at the girl, holding out his hand to help her down,

Bellamy looked at her eyes, they were so pretty, her brown eyes glowed golden brown in the sunlight. Bell could read most people, but not her. She had some air about her where Bellamy couldn't tell what she was thinking. This was very frustrating for Bell. Bellamy was used to all the girls tripping over themselves to win his approval, but this one, this one was different. She was more reserved. Bell figured that she was one of the ones you had to fight to win over. But Bell was up for the challenge.

[poppyxoxo]

Lorielle
19 ~ cis female ~ straight ~ tagged: Octavia, Brooke, Clarke ~ mentioned: Finn, Bellamy

Lorielle remained where she was, close enough to the entrance to be blinded by light once the ship door was opened but just far away so that she couldn't see out. All around her people were shuffling forward, eager to escape this prison to start a new life. Beside her, the boy (Finn) who had been floating around moments before was now walking past with a slight limp, a girl (Clarke) with similar blonde hair to Lorielle, in tow. She didn't recognise the blonde girl as much but by the looks of things, she had some medical experience. She locked eyes with the boy for a fleeting moment before he continued further towards the slight decline that led out into their new home. Lorielle wasn't so sure anymore but it wasn't like she had any choice. Her attention was whisked away from a kind looking girl (Brooke) who had gently tilted her jaw upwards. "I think I'm ok other than looking like I've just battled a bear" she tried to laugh the pain away but failed miserably.

Her eyes turned to Octavia as she heard her cry out in pure join and although it forced Lorielle out of her shell, she couldn't help but grin along. "Who's stepping out first?" she muttered to Octavia, knowing full well there was a good chance that it would be her. Or her brother (Bellamy) who quite happily trudged after Octavia. Lorielle wished she was as free as the girl but obviously experience changed people.

[senna_]

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she/her;.18;.the 100;.asexual/demiromantic;.mentions: octavia, tags;.tagging: bellamy, lorielle

It felt wrong to Brooke, who hadn’t joined in on the whooping and hollering, but she simply couldn’t bring herself to do it. She was genuinely beginning to look forward to this, deep down, for the amazement that coursed through her veins upon realizing that the Earth wasn’t as accurate as what they had been told up on the Ark was valid and exciting, but she was still hesitant. Unfortunately, that was the way of Brooke Ramirez. It was going to take her a bit more than that to warm her up to the situation. What secrets did Earth hold? As far as she knew, it was completely deserted, and while that would certainly explain the beauty in nature’s charming picture-picture setting, she was now starting to question it all. If those up in the Ark were wrong about one thing, something very major, what else did they stretch the truth on?

A knock to the shoulder shoved her thoughts away, and, with a bit of a growing headache, Brooke instinctively shuffled a bit closer to Bellamy once again. Disbelief filled her features at his casual statement regarding Octavia, and she stared up at him with widened eyes as it sunk in. So they were the infamous siblings she’d heard so much about. She’d heard more about Octavia, in all honesty, and was a bit confused as to why Bellamy didn’t have a bracelet strapped to his wrist, but Brooke wasn’t exactly sure how to bring that up. Instantly, though, she felt more at ease with the both of them. Her mother had had a miscarriage. It was the best news they had ever received, despite the tragedy. Her mother had claimed at the time of the discovered accident that the child would be named Rosie if it was a girl, just as Brooke was named Brooke after the rivers down on Earth. The incident had happened quickly, though, and nobody but the Ramirez family knew about it. And what if it had actually happened? Her throat seemed to tighten at the first thought that came to mind, and she quickly looked away in case any tears were forming against her eyelid; What does it matter? They’re both dead anyway.

She looked back to the front as Lorielle responded to her early comment. A faint smile played at her lips. “You’ll fit right in, then,” she teased quietly in response, mostly to the comment regarding the bear. When Brooke shifted her gaze, she noticed that at this point in time, Bellamy had settled himself onto the ground. It took her a second to realize he'd held out a hand to help her down. Smiling gratefully, she leaned over to grasp it, then carefully helped herself down, the tiniest of gasps leaving her lips as her worn-in boots sunk into the soft soil. “This is incredible,” she breathed, half to herself, half to those around her – Bellamy and Lorielle – and glanced around at the soft-looking grass before swiveling back around, unsure if Bellamy had planned on helping anyone else or not.

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he/him;.18;.the 100;.heterosexual;.mentions: octavia, tag;.tagging: clarke

It wasn’t exactly pride Finn felt inside of him as realization seemed to click inside the girl’s head, but it was most certainly something of positive energy. His smile did falter ever-so-slightly at the all-too-familiar nickname, but he did his best not to let that show too much. He felt guilty regarding that particular name for many reasons. For Raven, who had been the one to do such a thing but would never get the acknowledgment she deserved, and for himself, for having to listen to the endless scolds that followed for sometimes even months. The name brought his attention back to Raven, even though he didn’t dwell on her as much as he used to anymore. What would go through her head when she heard the news? Would she even care that he was dead? Or, rather, supposed to be. He hoped so, but it was always so difficult to tell. She was as close as family, her opinion meant much more to him than his own parents.

He was so caught in thought for a moment’s time that he only processed what Clarke said after her pale lips stopped moving. “I can say I’m the first to see both outside and in Earth,” he chirped, tilting his head up. “Here in this group, anyway.” He chose to ignore her comment regarding the lost oxygen, partially because he was a bit ashamed of that part of the situation and partially because he had heard it so many times that it had just become a habit, dismissing it with ease.

Although Finn wasn’t as panicked as Clarke was, he was still worried as the younger girl popped out of the dropship. With a tightened stomach, he half expected her to drop dead that very second, but that certainly wasn’t the case. He wasn’t able to see much after a second or two because Clarke had stumbled backward at the moment, and although a lot of his strength seemed to have temporarily left him, Finn still attempted to steady her as best he could, gently brushing her hair out of her face so that she could see properly once again.

We’re back, baby. Even though it was from outside, the simple, delightful words rang out across the entire area. Excitement grew and flew around him like little butterflies, and he turned back towards Clarke with gleaming eyes. At this point, even the blonde couldn’t seem to resist a smile. It was quite eye-catching, the way it lit up her pretty features. He couldn’t help but grin back, squeezing her hand in return as she took it. It was warm, comforting, and he felt a bit more grounded. The pushing did his sore body no justice, so he walked a bit more slowly, Clarke still by his side. “As ready as ever,” he finally responded, keeping a firm grip on her hand so he wouldn’t lose her. He momentarily caught Octavia's eye, shooting her a beaming smile before edging closer to a wall to avoid the possibility of having either himself or Clarke potentially getting trampled.

[✯Clexa✯]

★𝓞𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓪 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓴𝓮⏵Blodreina
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◄18｜Female｜Bisexual｜tagged; Brooke, Bellamy｜Mentions; Clarke, Finn, Lorielle►

indentationOctavia stared into the trees, trying to find what had made the noise. But her searching was to no avail. She turned back to the drop ship to where Bellamy was with the other girl. He seemed to be enjoying himself. He was situated on the ground, and had his had held out to the girl to help her down. This reminded O of one of the books she had read as a child. About a prince helping the princess down the stairs. O shook with laughter at that. Bellamy? A prince? Yeah like that was ever going to happen. O looked back over to the two others, the blonde girl and the cute boy. The cute boy caught her eye for a moment and flashed a huge grin at her. O smiled back, to excited to be on the ground to hold a grudge this soon.

O watched as Bellamy put his hand around the girls waist, confirming what she had thought before. Bellamy had a crush. Usually it was the girls falling head over heels for him. Bit this time it was Bell, falling head over heels for a girl.

O smiled to herself and walked back over to where Bellamy and the girl stood. "Who's this Bell? You gotta girlfriend?" O teased. She knew it wasn't really his Girlfriend but it was too good of a chance to tease him to waste. O looked the girl up and down. She was pretty there was no denying it. Bellamy had done good this time. When bellamy's face went red again and his smile vanished, she knew she had gone too far. "Jeeze, I was just kidding, no need to be so serious, Bell." She smiled kindly at the girl and held out her hand. "Octavia Blake, but you can call me O, if you want anyway."

★𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞⏵❝My sister, my responsibility.❞
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◄18｜Male｜Straight｜tagged; Brooke, Octavia｜Mentions; None►

indentationBellamy smiled as the girl took his hand and he carefully helped her down off the drop ship making sure she didn't fall. The girl stepped onto the warm earth and her boot sank into the soil. Bellamy thought that she would fall so he put a hand on her waist. Bellamy quickly withdrew his hand when her realized the she wasn't going to fall. Bellamy went red. "Sorry about that, I just thought-" Bellamy broke off. He was rambling again. He took refuge in when Octavia came wandering over. She smiled at them.

"Hey Bell." Bellamy looked at her with a look of relief. He sighed and grinned at her, his face returning to it's normal color. Then her next line came out. "This your Girlfriend?" She asked. Bellamy's grin faded off his face and he went red again. "O I-" Bellamy started, but he was cut off by her laugh. "Bell I'm just kidding. No need to be so serious, God." Bell looked down and sighed. Then Octavia looked at the girl next to him, looking her up and down. She eventually held out her hand to her. Bellamy glanced over at the girl to see what her reaction was, but once again she was so hard to read.

[senna_]

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she/her;.18;.the 100;.asexual/demiromantic;.mentions: tags;.tagging: lorielle, octavia, bellamy

The way down had been a bit lengthier than she thought, and since Brooke had been strapped down to her chair, holding on for dear life, it was no surprise when her legs nearly gave way. Her head felt light, like her skull was filled with no more than fluffy clouds, and she swayed. She was quick to catch her balance, though, just as Bellamy’s hands shot out to catch her. Finding the gesture awfully sweet, Brooke turned towards him, gratitude evident across her features. He looked like he had just been stung, or had come face-to-face with something that completely caught him off guard, given his rosy cheeks and innocently surprised expression. “Thank you,” she cut in quickly, hoping to save him from blubbering. “I really appreciate it.”

Looking around, Brooke realized she wasn’t the only one stumbling about like it was her first time walking. She watched as a girl’s knees buckled, and panic surged through her until she noted that the stranger was rolling around in the grass in pure joy. This was nothing like she had ever imagined. “Do you hear that?” Brooke murmured a moment later, hazel-brown eyes flashing towards Bellamy and Lorielle, who was still nearby. “Birds.” She wasn’t wrong, either; upon taking a closer observation with the audio around, if she tried hard enough, she was able to dim out the shouts around her and focus on what was beyond. Singing birds, rustling trees, a snap of a twig. Despite having heard those before with a recording up on the Ark, this was something special.

Her attention was grabbed as a chirpy voice cut in. It wasn’t super familiar, but when Brooke realized it had come from the girl with dashingly bright blue eyes, she connected two-and-two together quickly. The sister. This time it was Brooke’s turn to undertake the slight tint of colour in her cheeks at the girl’s teasing – something that took a second to comprehend. Even though she hadn’t thought of Bellamy’s help as anything more than just that, helping out another being, she always found herself embarrassed on the topic of anything to do with relationships. In all honesty, Brooke wasn’t even sure Bell knew her name. “Not quite that far,” she returned with a hum of a laugh, cutting herself short upon realizing that it was entirely possible that Octavia was speaking of Lorielle, who was standing there too, and not herself. Regardless of whom it was that was properly addressed, she hoped her comment was enough to clear the awkward tension that had risen. She let a smile fall onto her features as Octavia confidently stuck out a hand. “Brooke Ramirez,” she returned, angling those words more towards the group near her, since she was sure none of them knew her name until that very second. “It’s nice to meet you all.”