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Trinity and Max {Sci-Fi}
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Jan 02, 2015 12:14AM
((Thanks again, you want to make your charries first?))
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Name: Ashlyn (Ash) JacksonAge: 17
Appearance: Blonde/red Hair, little bit longer than shoulder length, loosely curls after being wet but she usually pulls it into a ponytail. She is 5'6" and is very thin, she often wears black and is used to being unacknowledged but doesn't complain.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Likes:
-Taller guys
-Guys with a soft spot
-Forests have always attracted her in simulations
-Respect
Dislikes:
-Working in larger groups
-Being underestimated
-Untrustworthy people
-Tight spaces
(Thanks)Name:Luke Samson
Age:18
Appearance: Dirty blond hair, shorter on the side and usually gelled up in front to keep it out of his eyes, dark blue eyes that naturally fade lighter, is decently tan and very broad shoulders. He is tall and very muscular yet pretty lean as well.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Likes:
-Shorter girls
-Positivity
-Outgoing Girls
-Tough Girls
Dislikes
-Attitude/Negativity
-Unsolvable Situations
-Water (Swimming)
-Gloom
((This sounds super fun, sounds like we have a lot of common interests too))
Ash- Ash sat in her bedroom stuck in deep thoughts, thought positive nobody else was considering every possible case scenario that could happen while she and nine other people went down. She attempted to shake her thought away by walking to her dresser, remembering how important a small music locket was such an important item to her mother. Mom.
Ashlyn's mother had been very happy with her position in the sub, but her early death, when Ash was only four, had been a serious misfortune. The little Ash could remember of her was centered around the locket that hung around her neck 24/7. She refused to let anyone touch it, for fear she would lose the last piece of her mother.
Not that many people ever tried to touch the locker, her few friends were more of acquaintances rather than friends, Ash was generally lonely, nobody to talk to. Heck, half of the people in the sub thought she had developmental issues, "It isn't a crime to be solitary and completely self-dependent." She had said to her defense once.
Ash waited patiently, winding the locket's knob and listening to the slow tune, immediately Ash's tense posture relaxed, she allowed her eyes to close and wait in silence.
Luke-
Luke had slept in for a while longer than he probably should have and was pulling on clothing, gelling his hair out of his eyes, looking in the mirror at his reflection, debating whether he should find his father and bid a final farewell, but deciding against it due to the fact his father was a busy man, and that he had previously given Luke a push to go down.
Luke had been busy watching, learning, listening. He didn't necessarily want to go, but he admitted to himself he was curious as to what it would sound like, whether sims were accurate. Whether everything would go as planned.
Luke sat boredly are the edge of his bed, staring blankly at the wall, then sighed. Once again being brought to his thoughts from years before. Why are we still cooped up on this ship? He knew the answer, but felt like there was a solution.
Ash-Ash flinched when her alarm buzzed and she opened the drawer in her small desk, pressing her tracker on slowly, wincing in pain. She sighed and shut the locket, tucking it inside her black, tight fitting tank top, then waited.
Finally over the PA system she heard her name being called, "Ashlyn Jackson, Please proceed to the meeting room." Ash reluctantly stepped through the metal door that had opened and clenched her teeth, suddenly being reminded of the fact there were 400 of them in this shuttle, suddenly Ash was struggling to keep her breath even, not wanting to be on the Shb, but not necessarily wanting to get out either.
Luke-
Luke stood extremely slowly as his alarm went off and he looked at the tracker lying on his dresser. He sighed and yelped as he pushed the tracker on his wrist, the needles piercing his skin slowly.
Luke latex back down until snapping back up when the PA sytem sounded. Luke Samson, Please proceed to the meeting room," Luke mocked the voice as he slowly walked through the door and glanced around nervously, trying not to let it show.
Ash wandered down the hall absent mindedly, looking for anyone who may be joining her down to earth. Suddenly she stopped short before a blonde haired girl, by the looks barely younger then Ash fell to the ground, cursing as a bid with a mop of dark hair and blue eyes. Ash awkwardly watched on in silence glad she hadn't kept walking and tripped over the girl, Ash sighed, knowing her mother would encourage her to make a friend, Ash offered the girl a hand to help her up, offering the smallest of smiles.
Luke-
Luke watched the entire event, choking back laughter at the ironicness but settled for a stifled chuckled and continued walking through the halls with a grin, barely glancing back as Ash heard the chuckle and gazed at him as he left, confused.
((Sure))Ash had watched the two through the halls, eventually catching up with the girl, "Are you alright?" She asked softly, her voice quieter as she absent minded lay fingered the locket as they walked through the corridors. Glancing back to see the boy following.
Ash suddenly wondered if they too were going down with her, and deciding to make a single friend for comfort. "What is your name?" She asked and matched her pace with the girls.
Luke meanwhile was jogging ahead, deciding to get there early to adjust and give himself a pep talk.
"No, sorry." She shrugged and bit her lip gently. "Any chance your one of the ten too?" She asked nervously, glancing at the tracker in Her wrist.Luke smiled, "Hey, your the one that chick ran into right?" He asked gesturing to Amie curiously. He decided he'd better find someone to talk to if he had roughly thirteen hours to wait.
Ash honestly was exhausted and completely thrown out of her comfort zone. She tightened the ponytail in her hair, holding her thick hair out of her eyes after tucking the locket into her shirt and looking at the bracelet annoyed.
Ash sighed and shrugged, "It's fine," she said softly, biting her lip as she looked back at the boy curiously, seeing him talk to another boy, then looked straight ahead. "The only thing I could think when I got told, was, why me?" She admitted tiredly, rubbing her eyes as they continued walking.Luke stuck out his hand, "The name is Luke, what about you?" He asked curiously, shaking Percy's hand, then pushing his hair out of his eyes, noticing Amie look at them both, "I don't know, she's kinda cute." He shrugged, admiring the way her wild blond her poked out of her bun.
Ash laughed softly, "Do you think any of us signed up to be here?" She asked a bit defensively. Deciding she should just keep her mouth shut, knowing that her own temper couldn't be any better than Amie's.Luke chuckled, "I like them fiesty." He joked, sighing and looking around, his eyes filled with curiosity. Luke looked around. "Where are you headed?" He asked curiously.
Ashlyn sighed and stayed completely silent, walking a bit faster in hopes of avoiding everyone. Slowly she began to wonder if she could commit suicide on the pod where nobody could stop her, then reluctantly shook away the thought. Luke burst into laughter, "Whoo, that'd be hot!" He chuckled, smiling widely at Percy, "Dang. That would be a cruel and unusual punishment." He chuckled.
Ashlyn silently decided she would sacrifice herself at the first chance possible. It's not like she had anyone to go to her funeral anyways, then wondered if she could set up a way to be sacrificed,Luke chuckled, "That would almost be worth it." He chuckled. "Shit, they would probably have volunteers."
Ashlyn continued thinking until she reached the meeting room, sitting down and taking deep breaths, she hated the fact that everything in the sub was so compact, she hated being contained, but once they got down, she knew she wouldn't be afraid, she would feel free. Regardless of mutants.Luke nodded in agreement and laughed, "Damn, that would be awesome." He chuckled sighing happily, glad he found something to joke about.
((That's fine but Ash could always use someone to pry her open.))
((Yeah))Ash wrung her hands nervously, biting her lip, fiddling with her necklace. Slowly turning the knob and listening to the familiar sound in the corner of the room, waiting patiently.
Luke chuckled and smiled. "Damn, if we survive, I have a feeling we will be good partners in crime."
Ashlyn listened from behind a group of men and sighed, deciding she would at least go down there the she was before her mother left. Strong, fiery, kind, caring, defensive, and most definitely intelligent. Knowing this could be her last time seeing the sub, and the meeting room. Her room, everything. She scowled as Rachelle spoke and rolled her eyes.
Luke remained next to Percy as Rachelle gave the speech, which was always pretty much the exact same and shook his head, looking for Amir in the crowd curiously.
