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Coben [Arming the strong, aiding the weak]
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Aug 13, 2014 09:14AM
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Coben houlstered his second pistol and tapped the ide of his head lightly with a finger. "Hit my head on the way down." he stated "should be fine in a few days, but I think I have a bit of a concussion". He waved the new arrivals toward the campfire. "Why don't you make yourselves comfortable? We need to work together here." He sat down himself a few feet from the fire's edge and continued, reaching up a hand to raise his mask and reveal a weary, dirt smudged face. The bottom right side was riddled with strange, irregular triangle shaped scars. "Plane's obviously not going anywhere, so we need a different way off of the island. But water is the main priority. With what's left onboard we have enough for a few days at most in this heat.
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Vee emerges out of the trees back to the crash site. This time she had her hands cupped and berries were filled in it. Se had picked up as many as she could to share with the rest. She turns to see if celeb was behind her and didn't ditch her. Luckily he was still with her. She walks until she was back into the sand and turns around to see where her friends were. "They joined them" she says slightly happy.
"Just a little dizzy." he responded as he houlstered the second pistol "I hit my head on something on the way down. Should be fine in a day or two. So what're your stories?" he asked the others "I take it you went down with the ship too." he nodded his head toward the plane as he threw a few more sticks on the fire, keeping his mask down over his face for now.
"I was gonna go to Los Angeles, to play the star in a movie" Clare said softly, looking at the ground
Vee glances at celeb. "C'mon " she tells him and heads to the group that was gathered around the fire. She was glad that they were together, well a little. But hopefully he wouldn't flip out at seeing her back. "Hi " she says softly once they were able to see her, she still had the berries that she brought for them in her hands.
((Sorry I didn't respond right away.))Caleb looked at the others surrounding the fire. He walked over to them slowly. He stared at each of them. Caleb followed the girl in front of him all the way to the campfire. He nodded to the others. He then smirked to himself at their situation. Then he popped a berry into his mouth and let the flavor of sweet and sour explode all over his tongue. He glanced up from the fire to the person to his right.
"Well, sorry to see your trip was cut a littke short." he replied. Seeing Vee return, almost laughed out loud. "You were gone for five minutes and come back with another survivor? Well, welcome to our little "Congratulations on not dying in a fiery crash" party." he stood to address everyone at once. "Obviously we're on an island somewhere in the Pacific ocean somewhere between Australia and California. If the black box in the plane survived, we coild be rescued within the week. If not, well, it's a big ocean. Either way, we might as well settle in and survive. Like Gilligan's island. Kind of." he glanced around at the assembled survivors. "We'll need to secure water, then food. The plane makes a pretty good shelter for the time being. Stick together, groups of no fewer than two individuals until we know what else is on this island. Work together and don't get stupid, we can make this work. Any questions?"
((Do you guys have an order to posting?))
((Sort of. But several people are semi-absent most of the time, so I've been trying to keep it moving. Stagnant threads kill groups, and I've seen way too much of that lately.))
Vee looks at him while he spoke. She didn’t see why he would care that she had left for a short time of period. She just sits down next to Clair and offers he some berries. She didn’t know what celeb was doing at the moment since all she did was listening. Great. Were stuck here she thinks sadly. At the end when he, she spoke softly “how do we know if the black box that shows where we are not broken?” that was what she cared about at the moment. Maybe if she knew the box wasn’t broken she would at less relax. ((Sorry. My mom took my phone so my post will be slow. ))
((Okay thanks, and yeah. It happens time all the time. And it's alright.))
((Sorry guys I've been at work every dang day:/ ))
Stella smiled at the girl who was headed to LA to be in a movie. Another girl like her. That would be nice. Still, she stayed need Coben, knowing he was the best person to trust at this moment
Caleb chuckled at what the guy said. Then he looked up and listened to the rest of what he had to say. Caleb nodded agreeing. However he doubted that whatever black box they were talking about survived the crash. He are another berry. He shrugged. "I haven't seen any fresh water. But there is a lot of fruit back at the tree line." He explains to the others.
“yah” Vee agrees with Caleb. She raises her cupped hands to show them the handful of berries she had. “Their no poisons” she says smirking as she glances over to Caleb, remembering how he had taught about the basics of knowing if their safe or not. How he had kept her waiting even though he knew it was safe. She turns her attention back to the guy and says. “We can try to make something that can hold the rain water” she suggests. “Do you guys want?” she offers them the berries.
((I'm really sorry I have been MIA if you didn't see my status I have been away visiting family))
Brian sighed slightly, but still didn't talk to the man. Where did he get those? I get that he's probably in the military, but even those guys have to put all weapons below. Maybe, he found... No, that's just ludicrous. No point in trying to figure it out now. Let's just hope he doesn't actually use them. I mean he does seem like he's itching to pull the trigger. Or maybe that's just self defense. But from what we aren't armed. It's not like I have a handgun on me. We're stranded and only one guy has any means of self defense. Brian was lost in thought and really didn't pay attention to the others. However, he made sure to keep an eye on Coben. Then the reality suck in and he closed his eyes. I crashed a commercial airplane. I killed almost everyone on the plane. What am I going to do. My sister may be dead along with the other passengers. Why didn't they listen to me? He thought to himself.
Brian sighed slightly, but still didn't talk to the man. Where did he get those? I get that he's probably in the military, but even those guys have to put all weapons below. Maybe, he found... No, that's just ludicrous. No point in trying to figure it out now. Let's just hope he doesn't actually use them. I mean he does seem like he's itching to pull the trigger. Or maybe that's just self defense. But from what we aren't armed. It's not like I have a handgun on me. We're stranded and only one guy has any means of self defense. Brian was lost in thought and really didn't pay attention to the others. However, he made sure to keep an eye on Coben. Then the reality suck in and he closed his eyes. I crashed a commercial airplane. I killed almost everyone on the plane. What am I going to do. My sister may be dead along with the other passengers. Why didn't they listen to me? He thought to himself.
"You guys can split 'em, I'll get some in the morning. Rainwater collection should work, at least until we can find a spring. Tomorrow we can get to work and I'll see if the black box is broadcasting. In the meantime everyone should get some rest. I'll keep watch out here". He lifted his mask and ran a hand over his face, wiping away the sweat. Good grief, it's humid. he thought to himself Like the Philippines all over again.
((I didn't see, but I understand.))
((I'm on, and sorry, i went on a back to school shopping spree yesterday))Clare eyed berries Vee had in her hand, before saying "I'll have a berry"
Stella knew there was no way she was going back to sleep in that plane with strangers surrounding her. Nope, nuh uh, she would not be doing that any time soon. Staying silent, she also stayed where she stood
"Here" she says handing Clair some. She think about how their life would be. How it would all start tomorrow. The struggle in finding food and and water. "Want some Brian?" She as moving her hands to him so he could take if he wants. She glances around to see their group. Three girls and three boys.
Brian shook his head. "No thanks, I'm good." He said politely. He was worried about his sister and not knowing what had happened to her. She can take care of herself Brian. He thought to himself.
Clare took one berry from her hand and plopped in into her mouth, suprizingly, it didnt taste that bad, it acully tasted really good.
Caleb leaned back slightly listening to their conversations. He practically laughed when the other turned down the food. They should eat when they could. Caleb crossed his arms. When the girl glanced back at him and smirking he smiled back at her amused. Caleb watched the others curiously one of them seemed deep in thought. He shrugged and remained silent.
Since brain didn't want as Clair took vee moves her hands to offer celeb. He knows how good they are and probably wouldn't say no to them like the others. "Here" she says to him. He was sitting close to her, nothing between them. Vee didn't want to be greedy about sharing. If she had things, and especially in a situation like this, she would share. Hopefully they would do the same things.
Coben stood up and brushed himself off. "Well, I'm gonna set up." he said as he pointed to the top of the downed plane. "I'll keep watch tonight, we'll arrange shifts tomorrow" he detached the knife sheath from his belt and handed it to Stella as he walked towards what was left of the plane. "Here, it'll make it easier to carry around" he climbed the wing of the plane and laid down on top of the fuselage, becoming almost invisible in the darkness.
"Thank you" Stella whispered to him before he left, and she returned carefully to the plane, laying down once more on her bed built of seatcushions and blankets
Clare stopped stopped stuffing berries into mouth, "Wait, so we're supposed to actually sleep?"
Caleb shrugged. He stood and walked over to the plane. He found a decent spot to stay. It wasn't very close to the others so that was okay. Caleb made himself as comfortable as he could. And looked up at the sky. He sighed. "What am I going to do?" He says.
Once the berries were gone vee got up and dusted herself. She really didn't know where to go but she looked over at a piece of metal that ladies on the sand not far from the fore. She knew it wouldn't make a nice pillow but at the moment she really didn't care. First she went over to a tree that grew somewhat large leaves ad walked back the distance to the price of metal. She dug out some same to make it slightly deep and laid down. She placed the leave on the metal and placed her head on it so it wouldn't be so cold against her cheek. She laid on her side and watched the water move back and forth on the shore. This really happened
((Does everybody want to skip to morning?))
((Same here))
As the sun slowly raised itself over the horizon, Coben watched its light flood the island. He was still lying prone on the roof of the plane, having hardly moved at all the whole night, with the ocean and rising sun to his back and the mysterious island in front of him. Nothing extremely interesting had happened during the night: no wild calls had anounced the presence of a jungle predator, no natives or military types had shown up (or people in general for that matter). A few hours into the night his night vision scope had decided to start working again, albeit with a few glitches. As the sun rose higher into the sky and the island became fully illuminated, Coben smiled to himself. "goooood morning Vietnam" he thought silently to himself. He stayed where he was, waiting for the others to awaken before he climbed down. Off in the distance, birds could be heard calling out to each other
Vee felt the sun glow on her face as it rose up into the sky. She slightly grunts and moves to lay on her back. She felt the sand against her arm and the small of her back. It slightly scratched but at the same time the white sand felt soft. Her eyes fluttered open and she had to squint at the light. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust until she was able to open them fine. She sits up, her colored hair swaying, and looks around at the others.
Clare opened her eyes slowly, she had fallen asleep last night, lulled to sleep by the stars. She sat up, she was somehow refreshed, and energized, like she could climb a mountain. She was alarmed to see a crab, a small snow crab, she recognized it from a Red Lobster menu, where she had eaten, possibly, her last meal in civilization. She watched the crab as it clambered up onto her foot, she wanted to kick it off and scream, but she didn't want to wake the others, she looked around wildly in till her gaze fell upon the stranger who had alot of guns, yes, she was scared of him, but right now she was more afraid of the creature her leg than him. She looked around again to see what she could get his attention with, she saw nothing but rotting berries, sand, a few pebbles every so now and then. She looked back at her foot where the crab was, and grabbed all the pebbles she could get. She grabbed one and threw it at his chest, the pebble soared threw the sky and hit his arm, bouncing off as fast as it had came, close enough, she thought.
Always an early riser, Stella yawned like a cat, arching her back and stretching. For a moment, one perfect moment, she had forgotten where she was. But in an instant, the stench of smoke and burned plastic among other burned things entered her nose and she gagged. Grabbing her monogrammed suitcase by the handle, she stood up and tugged it out of the plane, looking for Coben
Feeling the pebble hit his arm, Coben rolled onto his left side to see what was going on. He smiled when he saw one of the survivors from the night before frozen on the ground beneath a crab. He left his rifle propped up on its bipod and slid down the fuselage and wing of the plane, landing in a crouch on the warm sand. He swiftly stepped over next to the girl and bent down, grabbing the crab from behind where its pincers couldn't reach. "Solve your problem?" he asked, looking the creature over.
"Yeah, thanks" Clare said giving a sigh of relief, before adding in a more harsher tone "Now get that thing, away from me" She got up, and started brushing off the sand
Stella sat down on the wing on the plane, unzipping a small compartment in her sleeping bag, pulling out her hair brush. It was made of boar hair, and the handle was made of a white wood. Gently she began to brush her hair, counting each stroke
Caleb eyes opened to the bright sun. He squinted and shielded his eyes as stood and stretched. His body sore and tight from his awkward position he slept in the night before. Caleb hopped down from the plane and walked over to where the others were.
Vee looks around to the others that had woken up with her. She was still sleepy and tired but after having to see the light she couldn't fall back to sleep. "Hey" she says to Caleb you approached her and the others before she turned to watch the crab scene. i wonder what were doing today
Pulling out a small compact mirror, Stella continued with her morning routine. "God I look awful" she muttered to herself. "I should be sitting in my models chair getting prepped right now, not out here in the dirt and sun."
Coben walked over to a hard-sided suitcase lying in the sand and dumped out its contents before dropping the crab inside and zipping it closed. "Don't let me forget where that is" he said as he climbed back onto tue roof of the plane and retrieved his rifle. Sliding back down to the ground, he looked up and down the beach. "Survival time. First priority: water, this place is blazing hot and we're going to need a lot of it". As if for emphasis, he swiped a hand across his forehead, sending beads of sweat cascading to the ground. "Groups of at least two, preferably three, and no one goes out alone." he pulled a bag, the one he had been using the dsyay before, out of the plane and reached inside. He held up his right hand, holding a bag of peanuts and a bottle of water. "Everybody gets one of each. Stay away from sodas, they'll just dehydrate you faster."
Vee felt bad for the poor crab. She don't think it was right for him to lock him up. He was portably trying to defend hisself, the crab of course. Vee sighs and pushes the thought out of her mind. She stands up again and brushes the white sand off of her. " so will you pick her partners?" She asks as makes her way to him and grabs what he held in his hand.
"Can i make a suggestion, Gunsy?" Clare asked, meaning 'Gunsy' is the guy who points a gun at things
"I'll let you pick your own partners, just make rsure that between the two of you you know what your doing. Coben raised an eyebrow. "Never been called that before. But go ahead." he replied, holding a bottle of water and bag of peanuts towards her. "Suggest away."
Clare took the water bottle and the peanuts, before saying "I was thinking that posibly everyone could take a shift, like 2 people could stay here, to see if there are more survivors, and the other 4 poeple will go look for water."
