~ L O S T ~

[Ramen_rulz_]

Chuck gapped dumbly at getting smacked. He was not expecting that reaction in the slightest. But as the girl kept on going and going about blahblahblah and an ex whatever. He didn't care at all. Finally he raised a hand through his blonde locks, "C'mon, you don't have to be jealous, there's enough of me to go around." It was hard to tell if he was joking but then his blue eyes flickered back over to the girl and he flashed her a charming grin, slowly lowering his hand, "Besides, you should be happy. Both of you got out okay, that's what matters right?" His words somehow came out convincing, but it may have all been in his little act.

"Why are you talking to me?" Locke said flat out bluntly as he adjusted his tie, he seemed to have no interest in speaking with someone of such... class. It seemed as if the vomitting guy from before had already answered her question anyhow.

Tabby noticed the sugar packets and candy, and started stashing them. Eventually she forget about her pie mission and was just searching for sweets. Her mind tended to jump from one thing to another quite easily.

[FIute]

"Excuuuse me? I can' talk to anyone I like, thank you very much!" Desiree raged folding her arms and turning away from him. She was just having one of her butt-hurt anger moments. Then tended to happen often, at least she didn't have an ego the size of Texas like Chuck.

The guy standing there near them simply rolled his eyes, he didn't want much to do with these guys. They seemed a lot more trouble than they were worth. He turned and glared at the plane, he was trying to figure some one or something to blame his troubles on. That was the easiest way out, right?

--

As the other abandon kid came closer a glare intensified on him from over near that door. Her fingers gripped onto the frame, she was quivering with angry midget intense rage. The hate seemed irrelevant but it was really because he was taller than her......

[Quisalinda]

Quistella's jaw dropped at the guy's reaction, "You," She started, "You *ss! How dare you?! We want no part in y--" She was cut off by Rosalinda grabbing her arm.

"He's right Quistella," Rosalinda said, "We got out together, and that's what matters. We don't have to like him to work together to get back home," She reasured, trying to keep from a fight.

"Fine," Quistella said and glared at Chuck but put out her hand for Rosalinda's sake, "Truce," She offered.

Gojie finally stopped when his pile ran out and turned around and saw Tabby taking all the sugery snacks and pack. "What are you doing? We were after pie!" He reminded, "Maybe there's some somewhere on the island." he decided and got up leaving, not looking back to see if Tabby was following. He NEEDED his pie!

Volcom could feel and angry presence glaring into him and he turned around and walked up to her, and realized how short she was, he looked down at her, now he knew what seemed different about her, she's shorter than the other girls he knows. "How did you get on the plane, shouldn't you be in 2nd grade or something," He couldn't help but make a crack at her height. He burst out laughing, patting her head gently.

[Ramen_rulz_]

Chuck stared for a moment before suddenly flashing a dumb grin and winking at her, clasping her hand and holding it up like she was a princess, "Whatever you say, babe." The blonde jock sure had guts around girls, that was for sure. Maybe because of his feverishly good looks, he felt as if he could get away with a lot.

Tabby noticed this and rushed to finish packing the snacks, "Wait a minute, my friend!" Suddenly she was on her feet and rushing after her new adored pie buddy. A bunch of candy slipping out between her fingers and falling everywhere.

Locke noticed everyone had seemed to leave the boat plane or at least be in the process of doing so. He decided to take charge now. He took a few steps forwards, towards the others, raising a hand as if to catch attention, "I have to something to say that may be of importance to the real of you. If you're willing to listen, that is..."

[FIute]

"Why ya even asking fer our opinion, ya got somethang to say? Spill it." Desiree muttered still being a semi-bad sport. She did cut some slack to him. He DID have the word boat in his post. Desiree had a strange run in with boats in many of our role plays, that and she was in a gang called the Sea Monkey's. It was practically one of their logos.

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At first Lydia gave him a curious look as he walk on up and over to her. Then her head was patted... Her eye's widened as she looked up at him with the expression of a lost dog, no clue what the hell was going on. She gazed with the height of a whooping one hundred fourty nine centimeters tall.
Then all of a sudden there was a snap. She hopped up and bit him like a dog, even growled at him. Once her feet touched the ground again she let go, and ran back with a pilar of a braid flowing behind her. Lydia ran towards the curtain the fly attendance used and ran behind it sending it flying in with a burst of wind from the speed. Damn those little legs were fast.

[Quisalinda]

Quistella growled and snapped her hand back, "Your lucky Rosalinda's here," She said, and looked to the man with cat like ears trying to get everyone's attention, "Come on Rosey, lets see what he wants."

"Okay," Rosalinda said walking with her over to the man who wanted to speak, she couldn't help but stare at the blue eyed boy, seeing quiet a resemblance to Volcom in him. She shivered a bit before turning away.

Once Gojie left, the sun hurt his eyes and he blocked it with his hand then noticed the cat guy trying to get everyone's attention. A whole new confident boost over-washed him at finding his goal. He ran up, in front of him and waved his hand around frantically, somehow not knowing if he was getting his attention, "Mister! Mister!" He shouted, "Do you know where I can find pie!?" He questioned in a yelling voice even though he was right in front of the man, "Mister mister!' He yelled continuously, jumping up and down, waiting for a response.

"AWWW!" Volcom shouted, "Stupid f***ing B**ch!" He cursed holding his hand in pain. "This is why I hate women!" He shouted and wanted to get out of there as soon as possible and saw no harm in listening in to what the guy wanted to say, from a far of course, to not get the attention of anyone, Gojie in particular.

[Ramen_rulz_]

Locke's eyes didn't even flicker in the hoodlum's direction, despite her bad-sported comments. And the lawyer was pro enough to ingore the pie lunatic-- even if he was secretly getting under his skin. In fact his eyes landed on mostly everyone, like standing in a court room and viewing everyone. Eventually he spoke, in his typical serious of a tone, "The plane was still mostly intact after the crash, rather the upper part was. The chance of the tracking device still being workable is high, although it's needed that we check it to be sure. If it works, we should have rescue within two or three days." The lawyer's logic went on clear as day, "During this time remaining calm is expected, if you any of you expect help from me I expect a payment later on. Otherwise I imagine you're on your own until help does eventually arrive."

[FIute]

"Pay you? why in the hell would we need to pay you!?" The one named Dominic shouted out. Money was a sensitive topic for him. The only reason he was able to go on the plane was because of financial aid. He couldn't afford to stay away from his jobs longer than he planned! He'd be fired then go without electric for a month, and TIM MIGHT STICK HIS FOOT IN THE TOLIET TO GET IT WORKING AGAIN! In short, Dominic was freaking out.
Dominic was far from a single child. His mother was a drunk who'd never get off her lazy a**, and his father gambled for a living. He had to take on a number of part time jobs to support his five brothers and sisters, while balancing school and his musical career. Yeah, it was pretty hectic.

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Lydia bobbed her head out of the curtains and stared clueless, once again surveying. Then she spotted her 'current arch rival' the head-patting guy. She had many of these rivals, it seemed just mere meeting with people made them get on her bad side. It usually had to do with her insane height.
The little blond glared daggers in his back as he exited to look over a Locke.

[Quisalinda]

Gojie jumped at Locke shouting, "I'LL PAY YOU ANYTHING IF YOU GET ME SOME PIE!!"

Volcom sweat dropped at Gojie and turned the otherway, back toward the short one, yes that's what he decided to call her now. "Hey! Shorty!" Volcom shouted to her, "You wanna help me beat up Yellow eyes over there!" He shouted again, "You can bite him! And we both know how much you love that!" He said looking down at his poor bite marked hand.

"Hmpf, we'll take care of ourselves then!" Quistella said walking away, dragging Rosalinda with her. Rosalinda obediently followed but looked back at him, unsure if they would need help. "What a jack*ss, getting are attention just to ask for money, he looks like he's already rich! I mean just look at his suit and that expensive brief case!" She shouted and sat herself down, "I hate people like that," She said.

"It's okay," Rosalinda reassured, in a very unconvincing voice, "We'll be okay."

[Ramen_rulz_]

"Obviously I don't work for free..." Locke said in somewhat of a sinister tone, his eyes flickering over in Dominic's direction only slightly. Then his eyes flickered back to Gojie and he stared darkly, "If anything it's in the food storage, any pie in the crash would've been destroyed. The food storage was on the other side of the plane, which broke off and is now gone. There is no point."

Kim hadn't been paying a lot of attention and instead was drawn out of curiousity by the hoodlum. She gestured with a hand and raised her head slightly, her eyes blinking with amusment, "Did you paint your outfit? It's pretty neat, expressing your artistic side is always great, personally I play the banjo and sing Bob Marley songs to do that." She flashed him a huge friendly grin with gapping black holes where teeth should've been. Just being friendly, she saw the best in everyone. And of course she didn't judge Desiree by apperance. Hell, Kim looked like one of the old men who slept on park benches, or a castaway! ... Wait ...

[FIute]

Desiree gave Kim a weird look, "Paint...? Nononono I sprayed this ya see!" Desiree stood up proud putting both fists on her hips. She was so happy to deface her own clothing.

"I used my-!" suddenly here eyes darted around wildly. She bent down and looked between her legs, then back up and to the left. She even lifted her right arm and looking behind there, but was only greeted with an unpleasant smell. She then seriously freaked out. "AW s**t DIS IS BAD, I'LL BE RITE BACK!" She suddenly made a run for the plain storming the place like Dominic on a store closing sale.

--

Lydia fummed at the guy, she puffed up her now red cheeks and made a growling noise from the back of her throat. She tugged on the front of her dress pulling it and mashing it in anger. Then suddenly Desiree zoom by making Lydia blink in surprise. The hoodlum ran through knowing things over, including Lydia. She fell down like a cardboard cut out. Desiree didn't even notice.

[Quisalinda]

Gojie froze, and his jaw dropped in surprise. He had gone into shock, and he fell backwards onto the ground. still unmoving. Perhaps he was in a Coma? He wasn't blinking or moving, it didn't even look like he was breathing. There was absolute no sound coming from him.

"Nevermind," Volcom said, "If you get defeated that easy, I don't your help." He said and turned around, then had a good idea to get her help, "I suppose it's true what they say about short people being unable to fight someone taller than them..." He said walking away.

[Ramen_rulz_]

Tabby noticed her pie/sweets/awesomely named/sugar/plane/bluehaired/blackeyed/instantbff/rubble/searching buddy now in the middle of a coma. She rushed to his aid and instantly squatted beside him. Somewhere in the strange areas of her creampuff mind she decided to poke his face to see if that would stir him, "What's wrong? Are you taking another nap?"

Locke was recording a couple more notes before deciding his best option was to check the tracker. He started to head in that direction while adding a simple, "If anyone knows any information regarding planes, it would serve as useful. I'm going to check to see if any damage has been done to the tracker."

"Oh, right! I should check my phone!" Chuck said dumbly as he yanked out his cell phone. As he scrolled down he was greeted by a bunch of new text messages,

'CHUCK I MISS YOU'
'why aren't you replying to my texts? ;_______;'
'I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING SPESSHHULLL'
'Chuck this is stacy wanna hang out 8D'
'I WROTE A LOVE POEM AND PUT IT IN YOUR LOCKER'
'is she better then me!?'
'lol wassupp'
'I love those roses you got me'
'hey cutie'
'I married you in my dream'
'wanna hang out? it's been awhile...'

Chuck made a total blank face and then lifted his phone, "Hey, guys, my phone is working."

[FIute]

Lydia began rolling in the curtain like a caterpillar. She was trapped in a constricted prison of black felt. She was even more pissed that the guy kept egging on about her height. Desiree walked by with a backpack strung to her shoulder and stopped curiously. She peered down at Lydia pathetically rolling around. Desiree shrugged, grabbed the fabric by the end and easily lifted Lydia with her strength. The fabric stuck there for a second suspended until friction failed. Lydia ploped onto the ground, and the fabric unrolled itself. She fell on her back staring directly up at Desiree. It would take her a moment to adjust to what was happening.

"Ya alright there?...." Desiree asked curiously.

--

As Volcom walked some lurked under him, bellow the down ramp. Who knew how the kid got there, he was good at these types of things. He was scheming his next big prank. Which was going to be put into action 3....2...1... Suddenly he launch up by holding the side. e hopped up like a monkey and went.

"BAAAAAAAAAH!" the boy shouted raising his arms out. His strange green hair was styled to a girly fashion, clipped down with bobby pins on the left side of his head. His eye's were a regular red with a mischievous glint to them. The weirdest thing was that he was wearing only swim trunks, lays around his neck, and sunglasses.

[Ramen_rulz_]

Within a few moments Locke returned from the plane, carrying his suitcase by his side as he stepped back onto the ground. He closed his eyes calmly, "So. I tried to work the tracker..." His voice trailed off mysteriously, his eyes opening partially in curiousity if anyone was now looking in his direction. But the lawyer kitty was smart, too smart.

"There's no need! My cell phone is working just--!" Chuck declared when suddenly he blinked. He looked at his screen and then answered it as someone had just called him, "Hello? ... I know the pizza was late! Domino's pizza is a sucky company, they always take too long." He paused and then made a pouty face, "I don't care, I asked for three large pizzas and nobody showed up! ... Yeah ... Yeah ... Oh, fine then, I'll just buy my pizza at Pizza Hut! You have bad service. Hello? Hey! Answer! Don't you hang up on me!" He paused and stared at the screen dumbly, "Oh. Battery is dead."