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Lia groaned softly as the sound of voices roused her from her sleep. Her brow furrowed as her eyes fluttered open, a concerned expression appearing on her face as she realized the boat wasn't moving. Even when they anchored, there was the gentle rocking from the waves... and when had she fallen asleep anyways? Sitting up, she combed her fingers through her hair to push it out of her face, only to swear softly when something fell into her eye. Lowering her hand, she realized that it was covered with sand- or at least something that definitely wasn't water.

Worry now formed in her gut and she rose onto shaky legs, taking a few moments to get her balance so she wouldn't just fall back on her rear, before looking around for the source of the voice. She spotted a figure a good distance away and could only assume that they were the source of the yelling. So she lifted her arms up above her head, waving what now appeared to be a girl about her age down.

"Hey! Over he-!" She yelled, cut off midway by a coughing fit caused by straining her throat. God, she was thirsty. She didn't think she'd ever wanted anything to drink so bad in her life. But she quickly got over the fit and raised her arms once again. "Over here!!"
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Ivy's mind went black before she knew it she was gasping for air on the beach. All she could recall was sudden alarm and chaos. She felt herself being trashed around like a doll but soon she found herself by the blue sea. She fought to keep herself above water but also be a fair distance of the others. She could feel her lungs burn like someone placed coals on them. The darkness near her conscious threatened to engulf her. All she could think of was she needed to stay above water but she worried if she poisoned the water surrounding her. Soon the blackness over came her and her body floated ashore.

She barely heard herself gasp and spit water out. Apparently the rough landing on the beach was enough to jostle her lungs to life. They expelled the salty water and desperately suck the air around her. She laid on the ground breathing heavily. Her mind escaping the haze of unconsciousness into alertness. Female voices reached her ear before she knew it she was up going towards the voices. She was somewhat aware now and her haze was clearing. "I am here", She yelled the best she could.

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The thunder and rain falling around them was enough to make the girl panic. She had never learned how to swim, so she was already scared about going on the stupid boat in the first place but they had somehow managed to convince her to get on. The instant she got on, Aria knew it was a horrible idea. Her body couldn't handle it, and she'd been sea sick for the majority of the trip. When the thunder and rain started shaking the sea, her seasickness grew worse, and slowly sent her spiraling into a frenzied state. She shut herself in in the small room that had been assigned to her, hugging her knees and hiding her face, begging for it to stop. Before she knew it, there was a loud thundering crash, almost in sync with the thunder itself. First a loud bang, then the feeling of water enveloping her quickly.

Icy blue eyes slowly fluttered open as the sound of waves gently hitting the shore line slowly reached the petite girl's ears. She felt horrible and sore all over. As soon as her eyes had opened, they closed again, flinching from the sudden bright light, and a stinging and throbbing sensation on her temple that wouldn't seem to leave her alone.. It was then that she realized her body was still in the water, swaying lightly upwards and back down as the tide rolled in. The panic that she had felt in the boat came flooding back to her, and she forced herself into into a standing position, instantly regretting it as a wave of dizziness hit her like a brick wall. Aria stumbled backwards, flailing around in search for something to grab a hold of, and instead, she ended up falling right back into the sand. "Oh!" she squealed quietly as her body landed on the wet sand. It wasn't a pleasant feeling, being covered in muddy wet sand, but she preferred it way more than floating in the water. "Oh gosh..." she groaned hoarsely, slowly pushing herself up into a sitting position. "I'm such a mess..." her voice sounded as if she was on the verge of breaking down, but instead she bit her lower lip gently and finally allowed herself to look around. She was on what appeared to be an island.

'Bloody brilliant.' she thought to herself as she gently reached up to find out what on earth was causing her such pain and dizziness. She flinched slightly as she touched her sensitive temple, and as she brought her hand back down into her line of vision, she shrieked loudly. Blood. There was blood on her hand. No wait! There was blood on her face! "Oh my gosh." she blurted as her heart pounded in her chest, picking up speed. "OhmygoshOhmygoshOhmygoshOhmygosh!" she shrieked as the panic set her into overdrive. It was until she realized that the wind around her had begun to pick up with deadly speed that she allowed herself to take in deep breaths, slowly calming her beating heart. "Okay. Okay. Relax, Aria." she said gently to herself as the wind slowly calmed down once more. "You're okay. You're alive. Now get off your butt and look for survivors. Shouldn't be too hard right? How big could this island be?" she said quietly to herself before allowing herself to shakily stand and brush herself off. She didn't even want to think of her soaked clothes and bloodied face, so instead she focused on ignoring her throbbing head as best as she could.

The petite young girl couldn't hear any voices around her, and she figured it would probably be best if she got some higher ground...y'know...if there was any that didn't require her going into the trees. It was then that it clicked. "I can just fly up...duh!" Of course, that probably wasn't the brightest decision she'd ever made. However, before allowing herself to think further, she took a deep breath and focused on the air around her. Slowly but surely, she felt herself levitate from the ground, higher and higher until she was about fifty feet off the ground, hovering above the palm trees. Aria then slowly opened her eyes, feeling a little satisfied smile tug at her lips as she realized she was drying herself at the same time. Her icy eyes slowly scanned her surroundings, landing on something that appeared to be a large structure hidden between the trees. She didn't care about that. She needed to see if she could find anyone closer to her, and she gasped happily as she spotted what seemed to be three people. Without a second thought, she flailed her arms around above her had, screaming as best as she could. "Hello! Over here!" The screaming, of course, had also been a mistake. Sharp pain enveloped her head, breaking her concentration, and she was free falling into palm trees then being smacked around before her body finally hit the ground with a loud 'thump.' Aria's tiny body had landed on it's back, and she couldn't stop it from shaking. Slowly but surely, she started hyperventilating, feeling the panic set in.

She was hoping and praying that someone, or rather, anyone had seen her fall or call out to them.




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✘The last thing she remembered was a giant wave hit her back full on, giving off an tremendous amount of pain and making her sight fade away slowly. As she was swung of the deck she focused on a silhouette to tap some energy from. If it was a mage or a crew-member she didn't know .Nanami made a boat-like shape out of the energy, but it did not hold for long. the golden boat slowly became transparent and faded. Nanami felt the cold water pulling her down into the waves.

Nanami tried to open her eyes, sand and salt prevented that from happening though.A sharp pain went inside her eyes and she fiercely closed her eyes again. Tears tried to break though the closed eyes.She felt around for a piece of clothing that was not covered in sand. but there was no way around it , she had to cry the sand out of her eyes.

"A deep breath" Nanami thought right before she opened her eyes. Tears flooded out of her eyes and her sight was blurred. once the pain faded into an anoinnig stingy feeling she could look around." I'm still alive" she said with a happy yes shaking voice.
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When the storm started, Henley had become terrified. She didn't enjoy storms and combining that with rocking of the water caused her to hyperventilate. She didn't focus on the small room she was in. Only on the fear and the storm. She screamed when the boat rocked too hard back and forth, causing her to fall from her small cot and on to the ground below her. Just as she regained her balance, the boat jerked once more in the direction of the wall, causing her to gasp, stumble and raise her arms to catch herself against the unforgiving wood. She didn't know what happened after that. Darkness enveloped her.

"Henley? Henley, baby, wake up. You're sleeping in too late."
"Mom."

Henley's eyes flicked open to the bright sunlight. She tried to bring her right arm up to cover her face but found the limb useless. Instead, she used her left arm to block the harsh sunlight. Over the sound of the waves, she could vaguely hear voices. The cold water which had just last night been tormenting the girls and the crew now licked at her bare feet. She used her left arm to sit herself up and sighed. Her entire body was sore, her throat felt as though someone had scrubbed it with glass, and her mind was becoming aware of the pain in her right arm. As she stood, stumbling around the sand, she became more and more aware of someone calling out for others and the others responding. Out of the corner of her eye, Henley saw someone in the air, waving at the others. She fell from the sky with a scream. Henley tried raising both of her arms to form a bowl of sand under her but only bit back a cry of pain when her right arm refused to comply with her and screamed agony at her. She glanced down at the limb and went wide eyed.

Not only was her forearm black and blue from a massive bruise forming along the top of her forearm and the outer side of it, but a large splinter from the ship was burrowed under her skin. "I shouldn't take that out. Not here, not without any kind of supplies to stop the bleeding." Instead of focusing on that she made her way over to the girl who had fallen behind the treeline.

"Hey, hey. Slow your breathing. You're only going to be in more trouble if you keep breathing like this." As she approached Aria, she held her left hand up to show she wasn't there to hurt her. Tears burned her eyes as pain started to flood the entire right side of her body. Henley offered a gentle smile as she knelt down next to her. "It'll be alright. Want to help me get to the others?"

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                          He was imposing, and his slender frame was hung with strong, stringy muscle, but in comparison to the other towering Hosts he was somewhat small. As the sun rose over the eastern coast of the island, casting orange and white over the still-cold sky, Kai rested on a rotting tree trunk set back in the tropical underbrush. The others would be asleep still, or off on their own; but Kai couldn't stay inside alone for very long. The beach offered a change of scenery.

                          They appeared slowly, first as dark patches strewn across the shallow waves, then as large masses spit up with a slurry of splintered wood. Kai stood up and went toward the water. It was not unheard-of for trash to wash up on their island from time to time, but if old animal's corpses were coming with it, they needed to be moved before they started to smell. It was only when he came between within twenty feet or so that he started to recognize the human forms. Humans, he thought again. Small, with gracile forms, but bodies too elongated to be young children. There were women here.

                          They were far down the beach from him, although Kai walked with a sense of urgency. Some were standing up now, calling out, looking around. They weren't badly hurt, he thought. Even though separation had been the entire point of their exile, it would have been a great disappointment to see human beings for the first time in ages as nothing but briny corpses. What was the world like outside, he thought? Kai couldn't remember; he had lived in it so little before setting off. His heartbeat was slow as ever, but very hard, and in his stomach something acrid and purple bubbled up. They were human, all right: the devil was responding to him.

                          Down on the northeast shore, where skinny palm trees grew close to the water, Kai intercepted a raven-haired woman as she walked along the water. She was strangely dry, he noted, for someone who had just come out of the sea. He looked down at her, face neutral, squinting slightly to focus, and held out a hand. "Can you walk all right?" the man asked, and his tone was characteristically flat despite welcoming intentions. "Are you bleeding badly?" Kai continued, giving her a brief once-over. Leftover salt stuck to her ruddy face, and a bit of stray kelp hung in her hair. Behind Kai's expression, there was interest and surprise in his eyes, although it was subdued by his drowsy manner. There were a million more potential questions--and other women to attend to, he remembered--but he tried not to overwhelm the clearly rattled survivor.

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☪Panting slightly, Anastasia's legs throbbed with the effort of walking through the soft sand, but she was determined to find someone, anyone. She didn't know where she was or if she was alone. She was hesitant to look for the other girls and the crew because... what if they were all dead? She took in a deep shuddering breath and kept walking. It seemed like forever, but she finally heard a voice. A weak feminine voice, much like her own. She tried to move faster, but once she looked up, there was a man standing in her way.

"Oh!"

A surprised gasp escaped her mouth and she stumbled backwards slightly. This man had not been on the boat with them. She would remember if he had been. He had an almost feminine look to him, but he was handsome none-the-less. His eyes seemed heavy-lidded and his tone was flat when he spoke. Anastasia stared at him for a few more moments, before she realized that he had spoken to her. It took a moment for her addled brain to make sense of his words, but she quickly looked down at herself.

"I can walk alright. The sand makes it hard," her voice was still harsh and raspy, "I don't think I'm bleeding too badly... The ship I was on... it wrecked. I'm trying to find the other girls. We were headed to the Island of Mages. Where did you come from? Will you help me find them?"

The words spilled out of her mouth before she was able to stop them. She often babbled when she got nervous. Tiny flakes of snow started drifting towards them and she knew she was starting to panic. Her breathing came sharp and fast. She knew she needed to calm down, if she didn't, bad things would happen. She took in great gulps of air and slowly her heart returned to a normal pace and her frantic breaths lessened.❄


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The night before Reven was up late having another solitary party of constant drinking and wobbly roaming around the remote island. Though the island was being hit by a pretty bad storm that night it did not really bother him mainly because he was too drunk to really notice it. After an hour or so of stumbling around the island in a drunken daze he eventually ended up passing out next to a palm tree not too far away from the beach.

The next day the still unconscious Reven is lying up against the same palm tree he passed out near the night before, when the sudden sounds of people shouting woke him up from his drunken slumber. As he slowly opened his eyes his head started throbbing due to the obvious hangover he got from a long night of drinking. As he fully opened his eyes the light of the sun was obnoxiously bright to him which only worsened the throbbing in his head. “Son of a ouch. Someone turn down that light… oh… wait… that’s the sun. Ha ha ha ouch. Note to self don’t laugh while suffer from a hangover.” As he squinted his eyes and moved his left hand in front of his face in an attempt to block the blinding sun he heard more shouting.

Immediately assuming it was his brothers making all the noise he softly spoke to himself in an irritated voice. “Why are those bastards making so much noise.” He was about to yell at them to shut up, but as he heard more shouting he then realized that the shouting he was hearing did not belong to anyone he recognized and that the voices sounded feminine. “I must still be drunk. There is no way that there are girls on this island.” Curious Reven slowly stood up he held his still throbbing head and slowly walked in the direction the shouts came from.
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Ivy looked around if any of the females heard her. She could see where she arrived it was filled with dead fishes and other sea animals. She frowned the animals were obviously caught in the poisoned water around her. She could feel the water cling to her clothes. She could not touch anyone at this rate. She closed her eyes the poisonous water that clung to form started sublimate into mist. She absorbed the mist into herself leaving her dry and no trace of poison on her clothing.

Ivy was fairly covered except for a glove that was lost which exposed her hand. Her face wasn't covered but she wore a hood. Her gloved hand held her uncovered hand with certain protective nature. She was worried now but she had to keep herself calm and collected. Hoping she did keep herself a fair distance from the others."Hello, Are you guys alight," Her voice called with urgency.

She walked herself towards voices she heard. Her body and lungs sore from being thrown to shore and as well from the drowning episode.

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Another cry in the opposite direction of the first girl she'd seen caught Lia's attention and the girl turned just in time to see another girl fall from the air. Oh geeze, that had to hurt. She watched as another girl went towards the one that fell then glanced to where a fourth had appeared, recognizing her quickly. Right... Right, we were all on a boat when that big storm hit! It was good to see that some of them had survived. But what about the others? Where was everyone else? Had they all washed up on different parts of wherever they were? She could only hope everyone had survived.

But for now there were other things to worry about. Frowning, Lia moved closer to the covered girl(though she kept a little space between them when she saw that the girl was keeping away from the others). "Hey, are you okay??" The girl didn't look hurt but it was hard for Lia to tell from where she stood. Not to mention there could be some kind of internal injuries.


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It had been morning for a few hours already for the redhead as he scavenged the ground for a specific specimen. Once the storm had stopped overnight, he set out of the castle. Every step he took caused him pain, but, after a decade or so, he had learned to ignore the festering madness inside his body. He slipped his small cloth bag that hung from his shoulder and dropped to his knees immediately when he found what he was looking for. An ugly weed of a flower, with light brown petals and a corn-yellow body, but the beauty of it was not what was of use to him. He needed the stem and the leaves, specifically. Mikhail ripped up the tiny flaxen leaves and placed them in a bowl he had carried with him in a pack from the castle. It was important for him to be knowledgeable about the different herbs on the island and what remedies correlated with what maladies.

This particular time, he had a serious rash on his right inner calf that needed treating before it spread and he was bed-ridden once again. Many sicknesses he had learned from the hard way by sitting with the ailments but not able to die, his demon was sly and creative like that. He was a focused young man and, anything that could combat his own worst enemy, he would try. He spit into the bowl, his saliva tinged pink with blood. He was still recovering from an awful cough he had about a week and half ago. Truly, he knew his existence was miserable. If only he succumbed and would infect those around him, he wouldn't have to hold all of this sickness inside him... He grabbed a rock from nearby and began churning the leaves into a paste. Taking a few dried leaves of another kind from his bag, he successfully created a salve that would relieve him of the burning pain that stretched up his right leg.

As he finished applying the rub in a thin layer, he heard shouts, screams, then commotion in the trees a distance away. The screams were high pitched and he knew that not even Reven drunk could cause such a screech. Perhaps, after being on the island for so long, his demon found a way to finally waste him away mentally. He packed up his bag, taking care to take a stock of the ugly flower with him, slung back over his shoulder, stood up carefully while silently rejoicing in the temporary relief he had created, and began venturing toward the noise. He was already overwhelmed before he even reached the source of the commotion. He was ready to attack whatever was waiting for him, staying the most alert guard. He spied from a distance a pair of... girls, one tending to the other who was laying flat on the ground. It had been so incredibly long since the last time he had seen an outsider other than his brothers on the island, that he had to rub his eyes and retry his vision. He hesitated, because he knew that, once he spoke, there was no turning back. What if they turned hostile? What if they ran away, would he chase after them or leave them to fend for themselves? They had never had such... lively guests before.

"Hello? Are you hurt?" It seemed a very unneeded question by the look of the girl on the ground and the blood and bruises on the other's arms. He felt a burning sensation underneath his nails and, when he glanced down, he noticed a black pus forming underneath the cuticles. The demon of disease never took a break from its mission to ruin the world. It had to be contagious, but he would do what he could. "I... have a rag. Your arm," he motioned with a nod of his head toward the conscious girl's injury as he rummaged through his bag to procure a tattered cloth. He noticed that there was something stuck inside her arm and he motioned to her again, asking permission to examine what was wrong. "Where... did you come from?" Were there others? What are your intentions? He had so many questions. One at a time, he had to remind himself. The stranger appeared overwhelmed as it was.


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As she waited for a response from the overwhelmed girl, Henley became aware of someone close by. Henley watched a man with red hair emerge, watching first Aria then her and finally her arm. She took a deep breath as she examined the man in front of her. "I... What?" Her mind had become so cluttered with questions that it took her a moment to recognize what he was saying. She took another deep breath to clear the fog of questions away before looking down at her own arm. The large splinter had become loose with the motions she had been trying to make with it, releasing the only thing in her life she might've cared for.

After clearing her throat, she nodded and held her injured arm towards him so he could inspect it. She barely heard his question of where she was from and simply shrugged. "I wandered for a while but I was born in a small torn called Havan." Henley said, watching him carefully.

"Where did you come from? I didn't even hear you come from the trees..." She trailed off as her mind buzzed for a moment. She shook her head slightly to force the feeling away before once again focusing on the man. Something about him sent a chill down her spine. Granted, she had lived alone for long enough that she barely trusted anyone. But this was different. Every instinct told her to get away from this man. For the time being, Henley simply watched his actions to determine if he was a threat or not.

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Nanami took a deep breath. The beach seemed deserted and no other bodies were close by.
Yet there was some wood around, not quite a lot but it was there.It seems she was saved from the ship breaking apart under her feet. The waves must have taken her further from the rest of the wreck.
but looking at the pieces of the ship it should be still close by. Nanami tried to get up but her legs would not allow her.
As for now she tried to crawl closer to the shore, her eyesight was still blurred but in her mind the green blur would be considered a forest right?

As she touched one of the leafs hanging low by the ground and felt the shadow of the tree's upon her she signed. "Where am I stranded ..will there be other survivors?" the fact she might be alone though.
This though made her shiver...alone again?No, there would be at least someone left right? mage's are know for there strong willpower right? She mumbled a bit wasting time and recovering some energy.

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On her way to the island was the last thing Rosalie could remember, and now she was covered in sand. The feeling of sand touching her skin made her want to crawl into a small ball - she absolutely hated that sort of feeling. The way the sand sounds when being walked upon, made Rosalie feel absolutely uncomfortable. She was just relieved to find herself alive.

"Hello? Is anyone out there?" Rosalie called out, hopefully someone would hear her. As she tried calling out, she knew she had to get off from this sand, and hopefully go somewhere near where she was comfortable. Perhaps trees, or plants, or even some type of animal. She didn't care, she just wanted to find some company, at least something.

"Just stay calm. I know I can find someone.. Just where" She pondered, getting up and making her way through some type of jungle, or even a forest. Wait, did they even have a forest on the Island? Apart from everything else, she really had no idea where she was.

Please someone come find me... She was never too worried about herself, but in this scenario, she was quite frightened.

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The petite girl's chest continued to heave noticeably and her breathing became erratic fairly quickly, the air around her slowly picking up speed as her breathing did. Her head still hurt, and although there was dried blood stuck to the side of her face, the wound on her forehead seemed to have reopened as she descended down from her hovering position and into the trees, then the floor. It seemed to be hidden by her hair, but she could feel the slimy liquid run slowly down the side of her head, and make it's way past her hairline. The feeling only put her even more on edge, and she struggled to get air into her lungs. It was then that she heard a soothing voice - female, thankfully - approaching her. Aria's wild and panicked icy blue eyes opened immediately and she allowed herself to lock eyes with the woman. She seemed gentle and kind, and she found herself unconsciously following her advice. Slowly, her breathing began to steady, but the pounding in her head continued. How much blood had she lost? Probably not that much, but the feeling still made her queasy. However, she refused to pass out again the instant she noticed the large black and purple bruise on the female's right arm. It looked so painful, and was that a large splinter of wood sticking out from under her skin? Why yes. Yes it was. 'Ouch...' she thought to herself as her breathing finally became normal, and the air around them stilled once more.

She was about to open her mouth to thank the woman for helping her calm down when she was interrupted by a voice...a male's voice, at that. A shiver ran down the petite girl's spine, and the blood drained from her already pale face. Aria had had a rough history with men. All those times she had come close to being abused had all been by the hand of a man, and she had grown to distrust most, if not all men. It had been quite a while since anyone who wasn't a female or a child had been able to break through her defenses. For now, she kept quiet and observed this mysterious man who had apparently come out of nowhere. He didn't seem to notice her injuries or the fact that she was awake, but she was perfectly fine with this. She didn't want to be anywhere near him, much less, be touched by him, but the woman who had helped her was interacting with him and she felt the need to return the favor. To the woman, it may have seemed that she just said some measly words to calm down the petite girl, but to Aria, whenever someone went out of their way to do something like that for her, it meant the world to her. 'I just have to pretend I'm asleep and observe, right?' she thought to herself before visibly shaking her head and forcing herself up into a sitting position, groaning quietly as her body screamed at her to lay back down, but of course, she stubbornly refused.

Instead, she forced herself up into a standing position, feeling shaky and weak but she hid it as best as she could...which wasn't well enough. With a deep breath, Aria steadied herself and attempted to make herself look tall and intimidating. She felt like he might think twice about hurting them, and she genuinely felt tough as she stood there in all her five foot tall glory, next to the green haired woman. However, to everyone else, the poor girl must have looked like a half wet cat trying not to shake. Very intimidating. Very intimidating indeed. "Whaddya think?" she asked, puffing up her chest as she did so, and attempting to ignore the small trickle of blood now oozing down her jaw line from underneath her bangs. He seemed to want to examine the woman's arm, and although she didn't trust the man, he looked like he knew what he was doing. "Oh!" she exclaimed quietly as she remembered she hadn't introduced herself or thanked the woman kneeling beside her. "My name is Aria, by the way...and thank you. For calming me down I mean." she added a warm, genuine smile before glancing back up at the male her defenses raised up immediately again as she she crossed her arms and held her chin up, once again, believing she looked tough.




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