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Charlotte's head jerked to the corner where a younger boy stood in the corner. Come with us? She looked him up and down judging his wits, his wilderness survival skills, and his ability to even make it out there. She chuckled slightly under her breath as Roxy approached the boy with one of her many treasured blades drawn. Charlotte saw his glance at all of her knives, he was sweating, no doubt, but he hadn't run away yet which had to mean something. The two seemed to have stare-off before the boy spoke. Roxy didn't budge and neither did anyone else in the group. [i]"Well, I don't see why not? Are you good any anything in particular? Like, aiming, running, staying quiet, carrying all my stuff?"[i] Charlotte smiled slightly and looked to Terrance for his answer, her eyebrow slightly raised in a questioning manor.
As Charlotte walked in her eyes immediately fell on two members of her team. Greeting the two of them Charlotte nodded politely and began listening intently to Terrance's report. The airport? She wondered. What would they want with all of this stuff there? Though she questioned it she didn't voice anything, she has learned long ago to just keep her curiosities to herself. Picking up the box of ammo she frowned at the clinking noises of ammunition metal bouncing off each other inside their container. Charlotte shook the box again and sighed as it echoed her actions with more obnoxious noise. Her ears perked up as the speakers blared their message. She shot a nervous glance at her team members but looked away quickly. In response to Roxy she just nodded. [i]"Yeah, they'll make it back. They haven't disappointed us yet."[i] And as she said this she hoped this wouldn't be the first.
Charlotte stared into the darkness of the room. She lay on the ground with a floppy, under stuffed pillow underneath her head. Listening for the rhythmic breathing of her companions, not knowing if they were awake or not or even in the building with her, Charlotte tried to close her eyes. [i]I can't keep having the same nightmare forever, can I?[i] But as soon as her lids sealed closed she was not alone. Greeted by the ghoulish faces of those infected, mixed with the kind eyes of the ones she loved. Her empty mind echoed with the shrieks of her parents, the gunshots, and piercing of skin. Running, running, as fast as she could, but seemingly never fast enough to escape the memories that plague her past. Tree branches whistle by her ears as she runs. Jumping over logs and slipping through the trees. Charlotte hears the voice of her father, loving and kind, the remnants of his English heritage bleeding through his accent, [i]You've got a gift Lotte, never in my whole life have I seen any little girl as agile as you my darling. One day you'll be a champion for runnin', just watch my darling, just watch.[i] There is a gunshot, and the dream ends.
Charlotte sits upright as quickly as she can open her eyes. She breaths fast as if she had actually been running. Her body aches from previous days of smuggling, it was a hard job no doubt, but she loved it as nothing else could give her so much sense of purpose and adventure. The irreplaceable feeling of adrenaline coursing through her veins. With a sigh Charlotte realized that her dream ending gunshot wasn't a gunshot after all, but instead the lookout from below was now breaking open the door to the apartment.
"Wake up! Tetra speaks again." He said a few more words before disappearing back out the door. Not knowing if anyone else was even there Charlotte stood quickly, having already been dressed in case of some sort of emergency. Throwing her hair into a messy bun while walking into her worn down shoes and jacket, then turning out the door. The safe house is where everyone meets, its a place trusted by most everyone in the smuggling business, the place where the smugglers themselves received their valuables that were worth the risk of losing a life just to deliver. Gravel crunched beneath her feet, setting the rhythmic tune of her pace. Long steps, long strides, longer distance, less time. Ahead on the road Charlotte became aware of over a dozen men from the military. Don't be obvious. Don't be suspicious.
"G'morning miss, where are you headed off to so early?" One man asked as she approached.
Hesitantly Charlotte froze in her steps and peeled her eyes off the dirt beneath her feet to make eye contact with a soldier. Her spine stiffened but relaxed before anyone could know that something was off. "Just on my morning walk, just circling around the lake about a mile down and on the left." She smiled innocently and batted her big eyes.
"Well, have a nice walk then." He replied and returned a smile to Charlotte.
Nodding and continuing on the trail Charlotte wondered what and where they would be going today. She kept her eyes down until she came to the barely noticeable fork that led to the safe house. Walking inside she tried to find her group and figure out what was going on.
Charlotte sits upright as quickly as she can open her eyes. She breaths fast as if she had actually been running. Her body aches from previous days of smuggling, it was a hard job no doubt, but she loved it as nothing else could give her so much sense of purpose and adventure. The irreplaceable feeling of adrenaline coursing through her veins. With a sigh Charlotte realized that her dream ending gunshot wasn't a gunshot after all, but instead the lookout from below was now breaking open the door to the apartment.
"Wake up! Tetra speaks again." He said a few more words before disappearing back out the door. Not knowing if anyone else was even there Charlotte stood quickly, having already been dressed in case of some sort of emergency. Throwing her hair into a messy bun while walking into her worn down shoes and jacket, then turning out the door. The safe house is where everyone meets, its a place trusted by most everyone in the smuggling business, the place where the smugglers themselves received their valuables that were worth the risk of losing a life just to deliver. Gravel crunched beneath her feet, setting the rhythmic tune of her pace. Long steps, long strides, longer distance, less time. Ahead on the road Charlotte became aware of over a dozen men from the military. Don't be obvious. Don't be suspicious.
"G'morning miss, where are you headed off to so early?" One man asked as she approached.
Hesitantly Charlotte froze in her steps and peeled her eyes off the dirt beneath her feet to make eye contact with a soldier. Her spine stiffened but relaxed before anyone could know that something was off. "Just on my morning walk, just circling around the lake about a mile down and on the left." She smiled innocently and batted her big eyes.
"Well, have a nice walk then." He replied and returned a smile to Charlotte.
Nodding and continuing on the trail Charlotte wondered what and where they would be going today. She kept her eyes down until she came to the barely noticeable fork that led to the safe house. Walking inside she tried to find her group and figure out what was going on.
Sorry I haven't been able to post yet. The server wasn't letting me post anything until now. But I'll be posting in like ten minutes!
Is there any specific way that you want us to start out in the IC?
Okay, I tried to add that as best I could in the bio.
Count me in!! Sounds awesome!
Name: Charlotte
Age: 20
Gender: female
Appearance:
Skills: Agility/speed
Inventory: gas mask, knife, pearl ring from mother
Biography: Charlotte has been living and surviving on her own for a long while now. Having lived secluded from most everything her family wasn't in touch and had no idea of what was happening in the outside world. That was until they visited the nearest city. In the panic of the moment Charlotte and her parent's were separated, gunshots rang out and Charlotte ran, using her speed to escape back into wilderness. She survived by staying hidden in the shadows and stealing what she could, never making any contact with anyone. At least that was until the day she met the smugglers. While hiding out she came across some people, the smugglers, she saw them and tried to stay quiet, but her curiosity got the better of her and closer and closer she got, having never seen anyone else in this area before. They saw her, she ran, she was eventually caught and told about the smugglers, thus she became one herself.
Other:
Age: 20
Gender: female
Appearance:
Skills: Agility/speed
Inventory: gas mask, knife, pearl ring from mother
Biography: Charlotte has been living and surviving on her own for a long while now. Having lived secluded from most everything her family wasn't in touch and had no idea of what was happening in the outside world. That was until they visited the nearest city. In the panic of the moment Charlotte and her parent's were separated, gunshots rang out and Charlotte ran, using her speed to escape back into wilderness. She survived by staying hidden in the shadows and stealing what she could, never making any contact with anyone. At least that was until the day she met the smugglers. While hiding out she came across some people, the smugglers, she saw them and tried to stay quiet, but her curiosity got the better of her and closer and closer she got, having never seen anyone else in this area before. They saw her, she ran, she was eventually caught and told about the smugglers, thus she became one herself.
Other:
Welp, let's see. I used to be on here a while ago but I didn't get too into it and involved unfortunately. But I'm back and ready to roleplay! Yay! So hello and I look forward to seeing you all around!
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