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  1. LOST (RP)

    [No problem! I'll also do that after work tomorrow!] [#MEETTHETEACHERISTOMORROWSAVEME]
  2. LOST (RP)

    [We could do that. Maybe just start RPing and hope? XD I could even bring in one more character to fill it out a bit?]
  3. LOST (RP)

    [That would be fine! We've got some good characters. Maybe they'll come back after seeing this?]
  4. LOST (RP)

    [I know D: I mean, so did I. This one was going so well too!]
  5. LOST (RP)

    [Bump! Where did you all go?!]
  6. Sooo....Wari got married :)

    1. Lilytora

      Lilytora

      Congratulations!

    2. Dashy

      Dashy

      Aww, congrats!! Happy for you!~ <3 :D 

  7. LOST (RP)

    The little girl frowned, keeping her hand on his shoulder, half from comfort and half to keep him from sitting up all the way. She glanced up as the others came over, recognizing two new people. One of the people, the man, had been sitting a few rows up from her. She remembered him passing them as he walked through the aisles of the plane. The other one, a woman, she didn't recognize. As the woman spoke to her, she leaned back a little, wary. Oliver came over behind Eli and Angelica, studying both the little girl and the hurt guy. He wanted to immediately go and comfort the little girl, but he knew Eli needed help moving the injured man. As Eli told him what to do, he moved over to the man's other side, leaning down as best he could. Kneeling was impossible for him, so he'd just have to lean down. "Hey, kid." He said, referring to the little girl, grabbing her attention. "Lotte." She replied, standing up gingerly, the cuts on her knees filled with sand, gritting as she stood. It hurt, but it felt good to stand up, to not seem so weak. "This guy's gonna need looking after even when we get to the others." He explained. "You're looking for a concussion. For nausea-do you know what that means?" He asked, and she nodded. "And dizziness. And he shouldn't sleep for a while if he's concussed, so you'll need to keep him busy. Entertained." He explained, and she nodded, lifting her chin. Kids always liked feeling important, and he wanted to keep her family off her mind. "I can do that." She replied, dusting sand off of her shorts. "It's alright Kai." She said softly, moving over to the man, seeing his pained expression. "I-it's not far. They're bringing you to everyone else. I bet they have food and maybe blankets or even a doctor or something!"
  8. LOST (RP)

    [I get you on the night classes, I'm finishing up my Masters so I have them every night too~! No worries, just reply when you can!] Oliver was busy drinking his water when Eli ran up, and immediately he capped it and sat up. This was the same guy that had been helping with the bags earlier. "Here, you can have mine too, if you need more?" He offered, holding up his own bottle. "I'm good for now." He promised. He glanced over to where Eli was looking, seeing two faint figures away from the rest of the group. "I can help with that. With moving him." He offered, then his face softened as soon as he heard about the little girl, images of his own little daughter, toddling around with a grin, filling his head. "I have a daughter. I might be able to help her." He added, letting out a grunt as he adjusted his leg to stand up. It took a bit of effort, but he managed, stumbling a little before straightening. "Alright, lead us over. You might be able to help the girl too, Angelica, since..." He gestured to her general form. "I don't know. You're a woman?" He asked, unsure of what to say there. ----- The girl put her hand on Kai's shoulder to try to stop him moving, and to give him what little comfort she could. She was terrified, but everything seemed to feel so numb, that she was barely thinking about her family. Part of her knew they were gone, but there was some part that still wished and hoped. As the man spoke, she smiled. It was her job to look after him, and she would do it. "Y-yes, that's my name. Charlotte. I like Lotte better, though." She said, with a nod. "Don't move, please. It'll just hurt." She said, seeing him wince in pain. "I'm alright. Eli's nice. He said he'd help me look for my mummy and daddy and brother when we're done taking care of you." She explained. "Where are you from?"
  9. LOST (RP)

    Oliver coughed into his elbow, glancing around them. It was still chaos, but it seemed that most people had moved away from the plane and down the beach. "Someone's gonna have to get us organized in case we have to stay the night. We need a big fire, a signal fire. Maybe some shelter?" He said softly, somewhat to himself. At Angelica's question, he groaned. "God, it's going to be awful. Chloe's gonna kill me." He joked, covering his eyes with his hands. "I nearly die in the war and now here I am nearly dying on a plane!" He joked, shaking his head. He glanced toward Angelica, managing a smile. "Yeah. I'm doing some freelance writing so there was a story in Sydney that worked its way to LA. Though I was supposed to be heading to London tonight." He explained. "It's a lot of flying for 24 hours, but it's worth it to get home quick." He explained.
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    He leaned back, laying down in the sand, squinting up at the blue skies. It was strange. There was no storm, no bad weather. It was absolutely gorgeous outside, nothing that could have outwardly caused a crash such as this. It must have been an engine issue, or something to do with the mechanics. He had basic knowledge of mechanics thanks to his training, but he had always been more of a groundsman. He didn't work on machinery or fly helicopters or planes. At her statement, he hummed. He had caught the accent and figured she lived somewhere around there. He'd never been to Los Angeles, or the United States, but he'd seen enough movies. As she talked about her friends on the plane, he frowned, and looked over to the girl. "Oh... In the back?" He asked, knowing what fate probably had befallen them. The back of the plane was clearly not on this beach, so it was likely in the water. "I..." He stopped. His apologies weren't going to bring her friends back. "My family's in London. England. I have a Dad there, my mum died when I was little. My wife Chloe and 2 year-old daughter Mary are there too. I've never been so grateful that they weren't with me." He explained, letting out a sigh.
  11. Would anyone be interested in a Graceling/Fire/Bitterblue RP?

  12. LOST (RP)

    Oliver grabbed two of the last bags with Angelica, hauling them up the sand, straining at the heaviness of one of the bags. He was surprised that whoever this was was able to get that big of a bag as a carry-on. He shrugged at Angelica's question, grunting as he trudged up the sand, having a hard time walking with his prosthetic. "No idea. I'm sure they'll come by tonight, though. The plane must have had a black box, right?" He asked, glancing over to her. "I bet there are search parties look for us as we speak!" As he got the bag onto the sand, he finally let himself relax, collapsing onto the sand with a huff, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. His leg ached, and he reached to massage his thigh. "Yeah, I was a soldier. I'm a writer now, though. What about you? Got a family in LA?"
  13. LOST (RP)

    The little girl leaned forward as the man seemed to slip away from her again, and she let out a little gasp. "Hey, wake up!" She yelled, leaning forward over him. The other man- Eli- came back, and Charlotte looked up as he came over and knelt beside her. "He was awake a minute ago, but..." She explained, but then she noticed Kai waking up again. She scooted back so that Eli could get to him, letting in a small breath. She wanted to ask him where he went. She wanted to ask him if he'd seen her mother, or any of her family, but she knew that now was not the right time. "Can I help? Can I get anything?" She asked. ------ Oliver coughed, covering his mouth with his elbow. He grabbed another bag and started hauling it away from the plane. His leg, his stump of a leg, had started to ache now, from walking in the sand and from soreness from the crash. He ignored it, and turned to the girl. "Angelica." He repeated, then smiled. "I'm Oliver." He greeted, waving as Eli ran away. "Here, I'll help you with the rest of these." He offered to Angelica.
  14. LOST (RP)

    [Sounds good! Goodnight!] Another person joined the first one, and Oliver looked between the two of them. Both of them seemed well-off, not too injured. That was good. They needed able-bodied people in order to survive out here until they got rescued. He was sure word of their disappearance had reached the news by now, and surely there would be ships and helicopters headed their way in no time. They should be off this bloody beach by sundown. At least, he hoped. He could tell that whatever was in that fuselage had affected both of them, and he didn't blame them. He might be a soldier, but even he still recoiled at the sight of the dead. He nodded, and got to work, lifting two bags, one in each arm, and dragging them towards the crowd of people beyond the sand. "Next time you wanna go in there, let me go instead?" He offered, looking at the two. "I was a soldier. I've handled worse than that, and I'm sure..." He sighed, hauling his bag up onto a dune. "Well, it's not pretty in there, is it?" It was a question. He needed to know how many dead were in there, and if there might be some alive. ----------- The girl just simply was patient, waiting for him to process all of this. Sometimes, her parents said, it takes information a few minutes to get through your brain, especially when it's big information. As he spoke up again, she turned her head, scanning the beach side. "I don't know. He went back to the plane, I think, to get help. Or medicine. He said something about medicine." She explained. "For my knees and your head. You can go first, though. My knees don't hurt bad." She promised, giving him a kind smile.
  15. LOST (RP)

    [I am here! Let me try to get Oliver in with you guys!] Charlotte watched him with big, brown eyes before nodding as he got up to leave. "I'll watch him, I promise Eli." She said, with a determined look set on her face. She settled down beside the man, staring at him worriedly. She gently reached out, trying to inspect the wound on his head without touching it, moving his dark hair aside to get a better look. It was then that he woke, and it made her jump, gasping as his eyes opened. She scooted away from him, unsure if he was safe or not. Her mum had always told her not to talk to strangers, and here she was having met two of them! The man spoke, and she bit her lip. Gently, she reached out, putting a hand on his shoulder so he wouldn't sit up. "Shh." She whispered, swallowing hard. "Th-the plane. It crashed. We're on a beach somewhere. A man named Eli got you out of the plane. There's lots of people around." She explained, trying her best. "You hit your head. Or something hit your head. It's bleeding a lot." She explained gently. -------------- Oliver ran around helping who he could, trying his best to get the injured up onto the beach further from the plane. With the engines still running and the chance of explosion high, anyone near the plane was in danger. The sand made walking with his prosthetic a chore, but he was better used with a leg than hopping around. At least it gave him balance, somewhat. As he walked back to the plane from helping a young woman onto the sand, he noticed a few people heading into the fuselage. "Are they crazy?" He asked himself, trying his best to jog over. It took him a while, thanks to the sand and burning debris in his way, but he managed to make it to an opening. "Oi, anyone in there?" He called, cupping his hands over his mouth so he could be heard over the engine running. As he stood, the plane listed sideways, and he backed off, stumbling back onto the sand. "Hey, are you!" He called again, but then someone jumped out of the plane, stumbling onto the sand and coughing. Oliver ran towards him, trying to gauge if the young man was alright or not. "Hey, speak English? Are you okay? What were you doing in there?" He asked. He noticed the luggage, noticing how it piled outside of the entrance, and made a guess. "Need help with this?"
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