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 Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 9:42 pm
lmao i'm working on it but i have to go to bed for work i'll make a post after work tomorrow because i didn't realize how late it was
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2016 8:27 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2016 9:54 pm
Lᴏᴠᴇ﹐ I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ⇄ Oɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Fᴇᴇʟ﹐ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ ɪs ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Aɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ ⇗ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ.
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███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ Aɴᴅ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Oʜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs ɢʀᴏᴡ ⇄ Aɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙʟᴇɴᴅ ↺ Yᴇᴀʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ➳ Hᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ⇗ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ↺ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Bellamy pushed through the underbrush, gun in hand but pointed towards the ground as he scanned the trees for any sign of the grounders. Raven marched on ahead of him, and two others trailed behind. The night before, the first Exodus ship had been released from the Ark. It was early, but the first ship was supposed to be holding a few important people, including Abby Griffin. The only problem was that the drop ship's parachute had failed, and the ship was destroyed upon impact. A few of them had checked things out earlier that day, and had been unable to find anything remotely intact. Mostly some charred and skewered bodies -- unrecognizable -- and the ship's box. However, after they had returned Raven had come up with the idea to use the rocket fuel left behind to build a bomb. That was why they were on their way back now. With the threat of the grounders closing in on them, Bellamy hadn't been willing to let her go alone, but the bomb idea was a good one, and he knew it was probably one of their best chances.
The four of them came to the clearing after what seemed like ages of walking, and were once again faced with the wreckage of the crash. "Let's make this as quick as we can." Bellamy said to Raven, who was wearing some ridiculous space suit and pulling out a canister. "Yeah, yeah. As quick as I can without blowing us all to shreds." The girl muttered, moving towards the dripping pinkish substance. She went to hold the canister under it, collecting the rocket fuel that was leaking from it's holding cell. Bellamy stood guard with the two others, scanning the tree line suspiciously. Suddenly, a scream pierced the air. Everybody jumped slightly, stopping what they were doing and jumping to attention. Raven tried not to drop the canister of extremely flammable liquid, and one of the others accidentally fired a shot. The male shot the shooter a glance, before holding up a hand. "Keep going. I'll check it out. You two stay with Raven." He told them, making his way in the direction of the scream. Raven carefully re-positioned her canister and the other two hesitantly went back to keeping watch.
Bellamy moved back into the trees, this time with his gun raised, careful and on his guard. He wasn't sure whether it was one of their own or entirely grounder dispute, but he had to be sure that the grounders weren't going to be a threat to their bomb mission. He heard a rustling, and turned, aiming the gun into the trees and looking through the scope. Nothing. He kept going. He listened carefully for any other sign of life. If it was grounders, they must have already dealt the killing blow. Bellamy was about to turn back around, but a snarl nearby stopped him. He turned the gun again, and the growling continued. He pushed on, a bit further towards the sound... coming within inches of a huge wolf-like creature. It was similar in size to the great black cat the 100 had seen when they had first arrived, and seemingly just as vicious. The male froze, holding his gun in slightly shaking hands, trying not to draw attention to himself. The creature seemed to be focused on something else, however, and moved away from Bellamy, circling something in the grass. With the creature out of his face now, he could see the target: A girl. Dark hair, about the same age as the rest of them, huddled near a tree and looking in terrible shape. He looked back at the wolf-thing as it snarled again, readying itself to go in for the kill.
Trying to think quickly, Bellamy shouted out, keeping his gun pointed at the animal. "HEY!" The creature swung towards him, launching itself in the blink of an eye. Bellamy fell backwards instinctively, trying to distance himself from the animal. Now on the ground, the creature's sharp teeth coming straight for his head, the male raised his gun back into position and shot, sending the bullet straight through the thing's throat and out the top of it's head. It fell on top of him with a yike, pinning his legs to the ground. Bellamy let his arms fall into the mud for a moment, taking a breath to calm himself before reaching out to drag himself out from under the creature. He pushed himself back up to his feet, picking up the gun once again, and knelt down by the mound of fur, prodding it to ensure that it really was dead. The gush of blood seeping down the white hair of the animal's head told him this, however, and so he stood again, rising above the grass and pushing back through the bushes towards the frightened girl.
He approached her cautiously, looking her over from a distance before realizing -- based on her attitude and her attire -- that she couldn't be a grounder. A grounder would have tore the beast's head off, not stood there like a deer ready for the slaughter. She looked like one of the 100, but he didn't recognize her from the drop ship. "Are you alright?" He asked her cautiously, trying not to frighten her further by getting too close. It didn't occur to him that the girl could be from the wreckage of the other Exodus ship, since there were seemingly no survivors. After a moment, Bellamy took up a more stern stance, and spoke in a rather irritated tone. "I told everyone to stay at the drop ship. Why did you come out here?" He stood, gun pointed once again to the ground, trying to look more disappointed than angry. "You could have been killed. You know the grounders could be anywhere. Come on." He tilted his head back in the direction he had come from, waiting for the girl to take the cue and come with him.
 company: Raven and crew
location: the wreckage
mood: on guard .. surprised .. annoyed
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2016 11:25 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2016 1:28 am
Lᴏᴠᴇ﹐ I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ⇄ Oɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Fᴇᴇʟ﹐ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ ɪs ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Aɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ ⇗ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ.
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███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ Aɴᴅ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Oʜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs ɢʀᴏᴡ ⇄ Aɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙʟᴇɴᴅ ↺ Yᴇᴀʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ➳ Hᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ⇗ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ↺ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Bellamy watched as the girl stumbled back a bit, noticeably shaken. She shook her head no in response to his question, letting a slight whimper escape from her lips. She flinched slightly at his stern words, and the male let his face soften a bit as the girl tried pushed herself to her feet. He noticed that she was pretty torn up, and as the girl began to try and answer him he moved towards her instead of walking away. Her arms were bloody and scratched, no doubt from the wolf, and a bit of flesh on her shoulder was torn open. When she stated shakily that she was from the Exodus ship, Bellamy stopped moving, giving her a confused look. He pointed a finger up towards the clearing that could be seen through the trees. "That Exodus ship?" He clarified, the shock clear on his face. No wonder she was so beat up. The girl began spouting questions, then, obviously confused and terrified. Bellamy moved again, snapping back to reality and letting the gun hang at his waist. He reached out towards the girl, trying to help her back down into a sitting position. She seemed as though she might collapse otherwise. "Maybe you should stay down for a minute." He told her, waiting to answer her about the grounders. It was clear that she didn't need that right now on top of whatever else was going on.
Bellamy sat down on the ground beside her, and her next question caught him off guard. Abby's ship? He followed the survivor's gaze towards the treeline, still waiting to answer her questions until she had had a moment to breathe. In the distance, he could see Raven and the others coming towards them, probably because of the gunshot he had fired. He turned back to the shaking girl, deciding to answer her last question first. "You're the only one." He said plainly, being honest with her. He wouldn't go into detail about the state of the bodies, but he couldn't tell her that others were alive when they were all roasting in a field. It was even a miracle that one had survived at all. Bellamy returned his gaze to Raven and the two that were with her again as they neared. Raven had removed the space helmet and was carrying a sack that must have had the canister in it. "We're done here. You good?" She asked, looking between Bellamy and the terrified girl. It was clear something had happened, but since things seemed to be under control no one was panicking. Bellamy nodded to Raven, gesturing to the girl beside him. "She survived the crash. Go on ahead, I'll be along after she has a chance to settle down." He shot another glance at the survivor's torn up arms and shoulder. "Warn Clarke that she's coming in." He added, referring to the newcomer's injuries. Raven looked like she might protest about leaving them out in the forest alone, but the look that Bellamy gave her shut her up before the words came out. Instead the mechanic nodded and waved a hand towards the other two. "You heard the man, let's go." The other two nervously followed along as Raven began to march back in the direction of the drop ship with her spoils.
Once they were lost among the trees, Bellamy turned back to look at the lone survivor of the Exodus ship crash, finally ready to give her a bit of explanation -- though he had questions of his own. "Yours was the only ship that's come down so far. Abby Griffin wasn't on it? You're sure?" He asked her, pursing his lips. At this point, Clarke thought that her mom had died on that ship. It wouldn't due to tell her that Abby hadn't been on it in the first place if there was any doubt. The male was quiet for a moment before speaking again, trying to figure out how to deal with the situation. He knew he had to get back to camp, but he also wasn't sure this girl could make it without some serious help from him. Bellamy changed positions again, crouching down in front of her to try and keep the frightened girl's attention. "Listen, we can't stay out here for long. It's not safe. Do you think you can walk well enough with some support?" He wasn't trying to be insensitive, but everyone back at camp was preparing for an attack that could come at any time, and they could either be caught on their own in the forest, or be leaving the others with one less gunman -- which would only make things worse if Raven couldn't get her bomb working. Bellamy was quiet again while he waited for the girl to gather her thoughts, but then spoke, asking something far simpler of her. "What's your name, anyways?"
company: Raven, crew and a survivor
location: the wreckage
mood: concerned and feeling hurried
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2016 8:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 30, 2016 11:46 am
Lᴏᴠᴇ﹐ I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ⇄ Oɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Fᴇᴇʟ﹐ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ ɪs ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Aɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ ⇗ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ.
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"You're welcome. You'll have to learn to be careful out here, though. There won't always be somebody around. You got lucky that we happened to come back." He told Mia, not putting any effort into sugar-coating things. She was down here now, and she was going to have to learn just like the rest of them had how dangerous things really were. You couldn't coddle anyone out here. Especially with the grounders watching their every move, and probably preparing to attack at any given moment. They walked for a bit longer before Mia spoke again, asking about their camp and how many were there. Bellamy thought, trying to add up how many were dead already. "Most of the 100 made it to the ground. We lost two in landing, two to ourselves, and a handful to the grounders. The rest are still alive." He explained, recounting the deaths.
It had almost become expected, at this point, that no matter what, somebody was going to die. It was awful, but that had become the norm down here. Bellamy was grimly quiet again for a few moments longer as they walked. They came to a fairly steep hill, and the male paused, trying to figure out the best way to get down it with the injured Mia. He stepped carefully, tightening his grip on the girl so that she wouldn't slip and go tumbling down to the bottom. After what seemed like ages, they finally made it to the bottom, and kept going.
Bellamy knew they were nearing camp. He could hear the loud voices of the other kids somewhere in the distance through the quiet forest. It would still be a short trek until the camp came into view, but it made the male feel a bit more relaxed that they were this close and had seen no sign of the grounders yet. That meant nothing too terrible had happened while they were gone. They hadn't been attacked yet. "To be honest, we were hoping your ship was bringing us reinforcements." Bellamy added bleakly after a moment, clearly wondering about the ship and what their plan was after this failed drop, but not wanting to pry into something that was still so fresh in Mia's mind.
company: Mia
location: the forest
mood: concerned and feeling hurried
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Posted: Sun Jan 31, 2016 1:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2016 12:00 am
Lᴏᴠᴇ﹐ I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ⇄ Oɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Fᴇᴇʟ﹐ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ ɪs ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Aɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ ⇗ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ.
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███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ Aɴᴅ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Oʜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs ɢʀᴏᴡ ⇄ Aɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙʟᴇɴᴅ ↺ Yᴇᴀʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ➳ Hᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ⇗ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ↺ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. As they walked further and further, Mia finally asked a little bit about the grounders. Bellamy stayed quiet for a minute, still debating what he should and shouldn't explain just now, but then nodded. "They speared Jasper when we got here, but he survived. Since then they've taken down a few others." Mia went on to explain that the people on her ship had been working class, and only a couple of guards. He raised an eyebrow. That didn't sound right to him. He had been under the impression that it was going to be a few of the important people and some backup against the grounders. Had he been mistaken? Did something change? She added that there might be some things that had survived in some of the more heavy duty sections of the ship, but Bellamy simply gave a nod, adding it to the list of options running through his mind at what seemed like a mile a minute.
The sky was darkening, and the forest was becoming eerily quiet as they came closer and closer to camp. Suddenly, a shot rang out, and Mia unlatched herself from Bellamy's arm. She began hurrying towards the sound. The male made an attempt to stop her, knowing that she still needed to take it easy, but she seemed intent on reaching the site of the shot. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, seeing as Bellamy wanted to hurry towards the sound just the same, but he still knew that she shouldn't be pushing herself. He came up beside Mia, just as she was shouting at the three kids standing over a slumped body. It took him a moment to realize who the body belonged to, but as soon as he did the blood drained from his face, quickly replaced by pure anger. "s**t." He muttered, kicking at a rock as Mia began questioning him, and Connor and Eric hauled the exiled Murphy to his feet. Bellamy quickly brought his gun to the ready, pointing it at the bloodied male as Octavia ran to stand beside her brother. Bellamy laid a quick hand on his sister's shoulder in a manner that said to give him a minute. He was too focused on their old "friend" to bother explaining who Mia was just yet.
Before the male had time to go at Murphy, they were dragging him to the drop ship, Mia intent on helping him despite her own injuries. When they arrived, guns were pointed every which way, it seemed, between Murphy and Mia. Bellamy held up a hand for the others to back down, not wanting anyone to misfire. If there was going to be blood, it was going to be on him. The male kept his own gun trained on Murphy, who was huddled on the floor of the drop ship. "Barely. She's just as cut up as Murphy. You should take a look at her." Bellamy said to Clarke. Murphy piped in that he was running from grounders, and Bell gave Clarke a wary glance. He never dropped his weapon, though. He didn't trust Murphy as far as he could throw him. Frowning as Mia went to help the bloodied young man huddled on the ground, Bellamy snapped at the girl's attempt at small talk. "Mia, don't waste your time on him. He's not worth it. You need to get yourself taken care of." The male clenched his jaw, clearly not happy with this turn of events. Especially at a time like this. Finn stalked out of the drop ship, and Mia rose to confront Bellamy about Murphy's condition. He looked to Clarke for input, which she quickly and brutally gave, and the male nodded in agreement.
Bellamy stood for a moment, the irritation and impatience clear on his face. "Clarke, see what you can do to help Mia." He instructed, before crouching down low in front of Murphy, gun still in his face. "Why the hell did you come back here, Murphy?" Bellamy spat menacingly. He was still avoiding Mia's questions. She would learn soon enough the way that things worked here. Bellamy didn't wait for Murphy to respond before rising and turning on his heel to rejoin Mia and Clarke. "I want him in someone's sight at all times. Murphy's not exactly the 'forgive and forget' type." He said in hushed tones to Clarke, before giving Mia another long look. Clarke was already looking the girl over to see what all was wrong. Bellamy felt bad that she had to get stuck in the middle of the Murphy drama, but what could he do? "A word of caution; stay away from John Murphy. Guy's bad news." Bellamy shifted slightly, and sat off to the side, not quite ready to let the bloodied male out of his sight just yet, and also wanted to be sure that Mia actually did something to take care of all of her open wounds. He wanted to check in on Raven as well, but everything going on in the drop ship had him on edge.
company: Mia, Clarke, Murphy, Connor, and Eric
location: the drop ship
mood: angry and concerned
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2016 9:38 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2016 1:33 pm
Lᴏᴠᴇ﹐ I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ⇄ Oɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Fᴇᴇʟ﹐ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ ɪs ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Aɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ ⇗ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ.
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███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ Aɴᴅ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Oʜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs ɢʀᴏᴡ ⇄ Aɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙʟᴇɴᴅ ↺ Yᴇᴀʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ➳ Hᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ⇗ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ↺ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Bellamy sat quietly for a few moments while Mia complained about using the same water on her own wounds that had been used on Murphy. He had a lot running through his mind, and wanted nothing more than to not be dealing with this. That's what he got for instilling himself as the figure in charge from the beginning, though. He only had himself to thank. The male glanced up as Clarke exited the drop ship to retrieve the fresh water that Mia had requested, and then looked back to the new girl, who was fixing her shirt so that it wouldn't rub against the wound on her shoulder. Bellamy frowned at her and shook his head as she spoke, challenging what he had told her. "You don't understand, Mia." He was going to explain further about what had happened with Murphy, but then Clarke returned with water and some cloth to finish dressing Mia's wounds, and changed the subject to where exactly they were planning on keeping the new girl. Clarke was right, of course. There wasn't a lot of space, and Bellamy didn't plan on making her stay in the drop ship with Murphy all night.
Clarke's tent would have been the most logical, and would also have allowed the other girl to keep an eye on Mia and her injuries over night, but he knew that it wasn't really an option. As he thought, he knew what the blonde would suggest before the words escaped her lips. Bellamy rolled his eyes. "That's what I've been doing since we got here, isn't it?" His whole life, really, with Octavia. He didn't disagree though, and Mia seemed to understand that it was probably the only viable option. He waved a hand for her to follow, and exited the drop ship, leading the survivor to his spacious tent. He gave her some blankets to make her bed with, but he left her to get settled when that was done. He made a stop in to check on Raven and her bomb, but once he was satisfied that that was going as well as it could be going, he finally allowed himself to return to his tent and get some rest. If he was going to make a clean shot on the bridge, he was going to need to be in top shape.
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The next morning, Bellamy awoke long before Mia had, and set to work making sure everything was in order in camp. He and Clarke had found the girl some spare things, and left her some of the rations before preparing for the rest of the day. Suddenly, a commotion began, people pushing and shouting. Clarke was trying to talk over the noise, but no one was listening, and a handful of people were either vomiting blood, or in Clarke's case, it was dripping from her eyes. The blonde finally fired three warning shots into the air, fed up with not being listened to, and one of the kids went at her with his gun. Bellamy quickly disarmed him, so as to let Clarke take control of the situation. Just as she was trying to speak, she suddenly collapsed, Finn hurrying to her rescue. Mia approached, and Bellamy held out a hand to keep her from getting too close. He knew she would be vulnerable due to her injuries. Clarke just mumbled at Mia's question, and Finn quickly hurried her back into the drop ship, the older girl following behind.
Bellamy was unsure what to do for a few moments. Hearing Octavia's news that there was no cure, and that the grounders were on their way had punched a hole in his gut. They weren't ready. Everyone was spewing blood from various parts of their bodies. Most of his gunmen were out with the illness, as they had been the first to come into contact with Murphy. His sister had gone inside to help the sick after delivering the grim news, and Finn had rejoined Bellamy outside. The older male gave a 'come on' sort of gesture, and headed for Raven's tent. He pushed open the flaps and he and Finn entered. "We need that bomb, Raven. The grounders are coming. They attack at first light." He stated, no humor in his voice at all. "Good thing it's finished. Now we just have to make sure it works..." She mumbled, before explaining to the boys how it was supposed to work. The three of them exited the tent, bomb pieces fit snugly into a backpack over Raven's shoulder. Monty and Jasper were outside as well, and the three joined them, ready to make the trip to the bridge where Finn would plant the bomb and Bellamy would make the shot. The rest were there for backup, in case they ran into any trouble.
As they stood, going over the plan once more, Mia emerged from the drop ship, keeping her mouth covered with a cloth in the hopes that she wouldn't contract whatever was going around. She asked where they were going, and apparently wanted to tag along to find a few things to help out the ill. "We're going to the bridge. To plant a bomb. Hopefully it'll slow down the grounders enough to let some of this sickness wear off and get us back to full force. I don't think you should go out there just yet." The male explained, hesitant to accept her request, although he knew everyone needed help. A queasy feeling grew in his stomach, but he wrote it off as nerves. Until Raven spoke up. "Bellamy..." The mechanic took his attention, pointing a finger at him. He looked at her, confused for a moment, before a wave of dizziness swept over him. It felt like his nose was runny, but when he reached up to his face, what came away on his hand was blood. Panic ran through him for a brief moment, but he tried to think as clearly as he could. The illness had been delayed in hitting him, but once it did, it hit hard. He felt unstable. Bellamy stumbled a bit, but caught himself on something.
Shaking his head clear, he moved a bit away from the others, pointing to the group that was waiting for him. There was no way he would make to the bridge, let alone be able to shoot the bomb from 200 yards away. "Jasper, I need you to make the shot." Jasper agreed, a bit grimly, saying that he could do it. Bellamy was about to stress the importance of not missing, but the male lost his balance again and fell to the ground. The others came towards him, but he held up a hand for them to stop. "Stay back. Plant the bomb. Don't miss." Bellamy said, dropping his head into his knees for a moment so that he could gather himself enough to make it to the drop ship with the other people in quarantine.
company: Mia, Finn, Jasper, Monty and Raven
location: camp
mood: panicked
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Posted: Mon Feb 01, 2016 8:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2016 11:09 pm
Lᴏᴠᴇ﹐ I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ⇄ Oɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Fᴇᴇʟ﹐ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ ɪs ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Aɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ ⇗ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ.
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███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ Aɴᴅ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Oʜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs ɢʀᴏᴡ ⇄ Aɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙʟᴇɴᴅ ↺ Yᴇᴀʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ➳ Hᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ⇗ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ↺ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Bellamy blinked for a moment as Mia came to his side, handing the list she had been planning to take with her to Monty instead. The male thought about intervening, but decided against it. If it was going to help all of this, then it was probably for the better. He was still trying to ward Mia away from him, but it occurred to him that if she was going to get sick, she probably would have caught it already -- she had been around the ill all morning. Finally Bellamy gave in, letting Mia position herself under his shoulder and helping to hoist him back up to his feet. He could tell by her face that it was hurting her to be taking most of his weight, but Bellamy knew there was no way he was making it back to the drop ship on his own.
As they approached the door, Mia spotted his sister and called to her. Octavia came running to help, but Bellamy held up his free hand, trying to keep her away, but she refused to stay back and the male was in no condition to fight her on it. When they went inside, a place had been laid for him and he shot Murphy a glare, though he was unable to say anything. A wave of nausea rose in Bellamy as he collapsed into the space. He began coughing, and Mia and Octavia carefully tilted him to the side so that he could spit up the blood coming from his lungs. He groaned, feeling completely miserable. He vaguely noticed Mia trying to convince Octavia that her brother would be just fine, but Bellamy didn't feel like he was going to be fine. In fact, he felt like he was going to die. Mia wiped some of the blood from his face, before leaving his sister to care for him.
Octavia brushed some hair from Bellamy's face, and he looked at his sister, the fear clear in his eyes. He thought that he mumbled something to her, and received some sort of comfort back, but he was drifting in and out of consciousness until finally he passed out altogether.
When he came to, Octavia was helping a few others, and he pushed himself into a half-seated position, rubbing his bleary eyes. He still felt gross, but at least he was no longer vomiting blood. Murphy appeared then, trying to offer the male some water, but Bellamy looked at him distrustfully, but Mia quickly swooped in to take over. Bellamy glared at Murphy as he left, but gratefully took the cup of water from Mia. He took a few gulps with Mia's help before she reached up to blot his nose. He didn't fight her. "Thanks." He said, looking up at the girl. He nodded at her stew comment, and watched as others were beginning to stir as well. Mia moved a bit of hair out of his face, and Bellamy looked at her, letting his stern shell drop for a brief moment. He nodded.
"I probably should." Bellamy agreed, taking Mia's hand so that she could help him to his feet. They moved outside of the drop ship as the stew that Mia had commissioned the cooks to make was being passed around. One kid handed one bowl to Bellamy, and another to Clarke, and Mia received a bowl as well. Bellamy glanced at Mia out of the corner of his eye, a silent thanks to her in his eyes.
As Bellamy went to drink some of the stew, the earth beneath them shook and a cloud of smoke rose above the trees. Clarke made a comment and Bellamy scoffed, giving her a look. Mia commented on their attitudes as well, and the male looked to her next as the blonde bumped the darker haired girl into him.
After a moment, Clarke announced that she would finish looking after the others while he started making plans for what to do about the grounders. They would likely still be coming. This would only slow them down a bit. Bellamy nodded before turning to hear Mia speak. The male's bleak smile turned to a frown and it was clear that he was about to decline. However, after everything that she had already done for them, maybe she did know what she was doing. Bellamy handed off his empty bowl and brought a hand to his temple as Mia smiled smugly at him. Finally he spoke with some hesitation and a bit of annoyance. "Fine. I'll go with you. But figure out what you need before we leave, and we can't stay out too long. Blowing up the bridge is only going to hold the grounders off for so long..."
company: Mia
location: camp
mood: panicked .. relieved .. annoyed
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2016 7:47 pm
 Tigerlvr_Bailey ooc: sorry if there was a double quote, i had to edit something c: Also the next episode is two days after this one so we have some free time for them! Maybe Mia pulls shifts bringing food to people on watch and making sure their fevers are down ans stuff? Mostly she hangs around Bellamy and Clarke. Sometimes Monty and Jasper when they're on shift. And also "the calm" is the episode that Clarke and Finn go and try and save Aya's lil commander in training (and bellamy sleeps with raven) so Mia will be preoccupied helping gut fish and other animals much to her displeasure and comes into Bell's tent shortly after Raven leaves xD informing him clarke and finn and miles are gone.
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2016 2:58 pm
Lᴏᴠᴇ﹐ I ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅs ⇄ Oɴʟʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Fᴇᴇʟ﹐ ᴍʏ sᴋɪɴ ɪs ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴsᴇᴅ ➳ Aɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴀʀᴍs ᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏᴜɢʜ Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ ⇗ Cᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ.
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███████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████ Aɴᴅ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ғɪɢʜᴛ ⇄ Bᴜᴛ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴅ ➳ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ⇗ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Oʜ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅɪᴇs ɢʀᴏᴡ ⇄ Aɴᴅ ᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟs ᴛʜᴇʏ ʙʟᴇɴᴅ ↺ Yᴇᴀʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ I ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ➳ Hᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅs ⇗ I ɢᴜᴇss ᴛʜᴀᴛ’s ʟᴏᴠᴇ ↺ I ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ Cᴀɴ’ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ. Bellamy gave Mia a look as she patted his shoulder with a smile before going off to change her bandages and decide what she needed to find. The male watched her walk away briefly before turning and heading off towards the walls to make sure the people guarding them were doing alright. They were repairing portions and adding pieces to strengthen the weaker spots, and Bellamy spent the time he was waiting for Mia to return overseeing the work. He was a bit tired still, but managed to help out in a few spots. Finally Mia arrived, coming up quietly behind him to say that she was all set. He nodded at her question about the pack, showing that it did not bother him. Then he thought about her water question as he led her towards the gate that stood propped open for them. "There's a river a few miles out, we can go there." Bellamy suggested, stepping beyond the gate and taking a few glances around to be sure there was no immediate danger.
The male had his gun slightly raised at all times as he led the way, quietly and carefully among the trees, constantly watching the area around them for any sign of grounders. He would definitely consider himself paranoid, and didn't say much for the first ten minutes or so of walking. Once or twice he held up a hand for the two of them to pause, thinking he heard some crackle or thump in the forest around them, but it always turned out to be nothing, and so they would keep going. He also, more than once, glanced back to make sure that Mia was doing alright.
Finally, after what seemed like hours of silence, they spit out of the edge of the forest and on to the riverbed. "Will this work?" Bellamy asked, turning to face Mia. He hadn't really spoken in the quiet of the forest until now, so his own voice almost startled him a bit. He looked at the girl with a slightly confused expression, gesturing to the river behind him. He wasn't entirely sure what Mia was looking for, but they had walked quite a ways to get here, so he hoped that it was up to her standards -- otherwise they would have wasted a whole lot of time for nothing.
Bellamy stood to the side, waiting for Mia to decide whether she was satisfied with what he was showing her or not. He still held his gun at the ready, just in case anything sprung out at them. In fact, it seemed as though he rarely put the thing down, or even let it rest at his side. He just worried that if he were to drop his guard for even a second, that was all it would take to destroy everything they had begun to build. Bellamy glanced towards the ground before looking back towards Mia. "Is there anything I can be doing to hurry this along?"
company: Mia
location: the river
mood: paranoid
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