MarshiestMallow

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

I will probably post tomorrow

♦ Children Of The Moon ♦ (Teen Wolf Roleplay)

the spanish makes me want to re-learn spanish... its such an emotive language

Beyond the Storms

i will probably post tomorrow.

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Lavena Ó Faoláin

Lavena treaded water for a moment, hugging her case to her, as if that would give her extra warmth. Already the water was trying to sap away all her energy, making her limbs ache, with the pain of it, but she knew that was good, it was when her body went numb that she knew she would be in trouble. Still, she was shivering, and she wanted nothing more than to be out of the water, and to never see it again. The only bright thing about it was that at least it wasn’t a small space. Although she was still only going to have showers from now on. And never go swimming again. And she was going to get a dishwasher. No water immersion for her, ever again.

And then the voice replied and she couldn’t help the relief that spread through her, the relief a warmth spreading through her extremities, but that was sapped from her pretty quickly. It was just too damn cold, and there was so much ocean… and maybe she was going into shock, she didn’t know. She reached up to dash blood out of her eyes, the wound on her her stinging, but she couldn’t do anything else about that. The stinging meant she was alive, at least. Her eyes, salt abused, hurt, as did her throat, from her screams, and from being violently sick. She wondered if you could sear your throat with your own stomach acid. Seemed like a possibility. Maybe she should look it up later.

For now though, she had to concentrate on staying alive. She wriggle all her fingers and toes, and grimaced as she realised that she couldn’t actually feel her toes. Were they even moving? How cold was the ocean? Frigging freezing just didn’t seem to describe it. ”Oh, i could talk for days normally, at the moment? Not so much. I’m cold. Very cold. Are we going to freeze here? Or will the fire get us first, ya think? That might be interesting. Die both hot and cold. And in rather painful ways. I suppose fire is better than drowning, but not by much”.

She was babbling. She knew she was, she couldn’t stop herself. Was she in shock? Had something come loose in her mind? Something wasn’t right, that was for sure. ”What do you think? Personally I’d rather die doing something i love. Which, technically, could be said, but… by that I mean eating chocolate and watching a movie. Maybe playing a game or two. You know. Normal stuff… Are we going to get home? Do you think they’ll find us?” Unshed tears caused her voice to thicken, heavily, and she bit back a sob. What was the use in crying? She could feel herself beginning to shake, rather violently.

She was babbling, and quite possibly she was talking to herself. Who's to say anyone else survived? Maybe her mind had simply snapped, and she was talking to a figment of her imagination. ”You’re not my imagination, are you? Wait. You’d probably say no even if you were… “ So how did she know if the person was real or not? She hummed to herself.

Maybe she had hit her head.

She glanced about her, tilting her head. The voice did seem to be coming from somewhere, she just wasn’t too sure where. He seemed to be panicking- He! A gender! Well, it was nice to know her voice had a gender. She pursed her lips, thoughtful. She had to move, anyway. Maybe she should hunt down the voice and see if it did belong to someone. She paused a moment, before she started to swim, following the guy’s voice, hearing other voices now, calling out, possibly for others, but she pushed them aside, trying to focus on the one voice that was calling to her. She swam one armed, not wanting to drop her case, and finally, swimming around a piece of debris, she spied someone. A man, with a child on his stomach. A little girl, who didn’t seem to be fairing well.

She swam over, and immediately passed her case off to the guy, treading water, she began to shrug herself out of her jacket, and shirt, not an easy feat in the water, she took the child from the man, holding her to her body, she dressed the child in her clothes, knowing that even if they were wet, they could provide some insulation from the water, the biting cold.

Of course, it made her own body that much colder, dressed now in only her pants, and bra, but… the girl was so small… She didn’t seem to care that she was only half dressed. What did it matter? She was in the water, and if people wanted to look, they could look.

Before she could say anything to the man, she heard someone shout out. ”Has anyone seen a girl? A little girl?” The voice sounded desperate, and Lavena looked to the child in her arms, before shouting out ”We’ve got her, get to land! Its hell trying to find people in the water, just get to land and we’ll find you!”, looking to the man once more.

”Hi.I’m Lavena. Do you think we could find some land? I’m kinda cold, and this one needs to get out the water” She said, returning the child to the man’s arms, and taking her case back, glancing around her… she couldn’t be certain, but she was sure there was something looming in the distance… a building? Maybe a light house, if it was on the coast… ?

”Do you see something, a building?” She said, nodding towards what she was seeing. ”I’m not feeling… stable at the moment… “

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Niesha

Location gate

Niesha watched as still people came, and as James finally arrived. It soon became apparent that James wasn’t going alone and while it meant that Newman was down more people, it also meant that James had a higher chance of surviving out there. She thought… for a moment, that she might have gone as well. But she had responsibilities here, and she needed to be here… needed to learn. So that she could do good, in the world, when she was needed. She waited until James was free, holding the gear she had collected for him, and now his companions as well.

She just hoped it would give them an advantage, that it would help them survive. She knew, reasonably, that there had to be other communities, other safe places out there that they could take refuge in… but that didn’t do anything to ease the worry she felt. It wasn’t a scavenging party. It wasn’t just going outside the walls to deal with a few things. It was leaving, for good.

Niesha hated goodbyes. She hated the feeling of waiting, the feeling of not knowing if she’d ever see someone again. She loathed it. She sighed softly, and approached James. He’d been there on one of the hardest days of her life. When she’d had to take the life of the teenager… She couldn’t even think their name, it hurt. He’d seemed a sort of… steadiness, to the choas in the world.

How did you say goodbye to someone who was a rock in the community? She stopped when she got close, ”Just some medical supplies and things. I wrote a few quick notes for the herbs and how to make the simple meds out of them” she said softly, meeting James’s gaze, before holding it out, ”Goodbyes suck, and I’ve never been good at them. But stay safe… and… you’ll be missed… “ She stepped back, glancing away once more, before stepping back.

Goodbyes really did suck.

She stepped around Jack as he went to say his goodbyes to James, keeping her gaze down. Now unburdened from the gear, Niesha felt a little foolish, and she sighed once more.

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i've half finished a post, but I'm exhausted and its taken me five hours to get where I have. It's just been a... long day.

Lavena's post is... a bit eccentric to say the least XD She thinks she's talking to herself at this point.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

i should post soon

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

Hey!

Where hearts lie

@Kyrisse

That's okay I understand fully!

Can I just ask though when you mentioned yourself did you get a notification or not lol

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Isaura and Theodore

Location:Flight BAW229; Los Angeles to London.

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Theodore was growing more frantic by the second, unable to find either Isaura or Juliette. Had he…. He hadn’t kill her, when he pushed her into the water? As that thought sunk in, Theodore began to panic, thrashing in the water. He knew he couldn’t live with himself if he had… he knew that Isaura wouldn’t be able to live with that knowledge, not live with him. He’d lose everything, in the space of moments.

He didn’t think he could survive that. Didn’t think his body would be able to keep going. ”Juliette” he screamed, frantically swimming through the water, looking for his little sister, looking for Isaura- if he found one, he had to find the other. ”Julie, where are you! JULIE” Fear, panic and worry lent his voice strength, as he bellowed his sister's name out, again and again, throwing in Isuara’s name as well, needing to find both of them.

He could hear other survivors calling out, but he didn’t care about them, right now, he needed to find the only two people he had left in the world. He needed to know they were alright, with every fibre of his being. It wasn’t a question of want, it was a question of need. Where would either of them have fallen? Isaura could be further away than Juliette… ”Isuara?”

He looked around, trying to use the fire from the wreckage to see if he could find either of them, squinting his eyes, as if that would make it easier to see, as if it would make him see further. Finally, he thought he saw someone, swimming towards them, by the flames… His heart leapt, was it Isaura? He started towards the figure, calling out ”Isaura, Isaura” Over and over again.

Her limbs were burning… with each and every stroke that she took through the water, she grew slower, her body growing heavier with the exhaustion that was slowly trying to overcome her. It was so cold… she could barely feel anymore where her skin ended, and the water began.

The flash of warmth coming from the flames as she grew close had her stopping dead within the water, her (now rather blue) lips parting slightly as she lifted her tired gaze to look around- there was fire everywhere… the debris, and fuel having leaked out from the sinking plane causing the fire to rage on even when it seemed impossible. Instinctively pushing herself away from the fire as the heat intensified, Isaura turned away, panic and fear filling her features as she looked out over the water around the crash; searching for any sign of the two people she loved most in the world, “..T-Theodore… Julie…”

Theodore had lost sight of the figure for a moment, falling under the water once more, appearing in a few seconds, scanning the water once more, searching, his heart in his throat, beating hard, making him feel sick to the stomach, and then he saw them again. Theodore tried to make his body go faster, tried to push himself further, needing to know it was her.

If he could find Isaura, they could find Juliette together.

As he drew nearer to the figure, Theodore still couldn’t make out who it was, blinded by the flames, and he crashed into them. It became immediately clear to Theodore that it was not Isaura, and he muttered something close to ”Not it… Sorry…” before he continued to swim, as if nothing was amiss. He hurriedly searched the water again, fear once more rising in him- had he ever known anything other than fear? It seemed like it had been going on forever.

Suddenly his gaze was drawn to another figure, very close to the flames, and his motions became almost frantic, before he began to swim smoothly again, his own aches, pains and freezing body forgotten as he closed the distance. His heart leaped as he drew closer and closer, soon hearing her calling out.

”Isaura!” With a few strokes, he was near enough that he could reach out, and touch her.

At the sound of her name being called out, Isaura turned, her eyes opening just that little bit wider as she caught sight of a figure hurrying to get to where she was treading in the freezing water, “..T-Theo…”

Relief washed over her, and within moments she had reached out towards him, her arm shakily wrapping around the back of his neck as she worked to pulled herself closer, holding herself weakly against his body- he was here… he was alive. That was all she could ever ask for. Her breath shallow, she shut her eyes tightly, her lower lip quivering with the chill as she dropped her head, not caring about the water splashing up into her face as she took the time to just revel in the fact that he was okay, “..I-... I was so scared…”

Theodore pulled Isaura into his arms, treading water, a little harder now, but nothing would make him let go of Isaura, not at that moment as he hugged her to him. It took a moment for him to find the will to speak, his voice soft and relieved when he did, ”I was… god, it was frightening… “ He didn’t seem capable of making a full sentence, instead he shifted, making sure she wasn’t sinking into the water.

Fear was still heavy in his heart, no matter the relief he felt at finding Isaura, it wasn’t enough. He clutched her tighter to him, not wanting to utter the words that he had to. ”I haven’t found Julie yet… “ his words were almost a whisper, feeling like he had failed them both. ”I… I told her to get to the surface, but I can’t find her”

Fear clenched at her heart once more. He-... He hadn’t found her yet… he hadn’t managed to find Julie yet. Attempting to pull herself closer against him, though unsure whether or not she had managed to achieve it or not, Isaura shook her head gently from side to side, her voice soft… shaky as she spoke, “..we’ll find her… I-I know we will…”

Theodore closed his eyes, unsure if he could believe that they would, still terrified that he had sent Juliette to her death. “I can’t lose her, too” He said softly, opening his eyes again, clutching Isaura tightly, not wanting to let her go, but knowing that he had to, if they were to find Juliette. While the ocean was big, the plane falling should have been contained over a manageable area… but Juliette was a child… if it was hard for them, then… He let out a slow breath.

“We were close to the water when she went in” He said, looking away from Isaura, to search for the no doubt sinking cabin they had been in.

She closed her eyes, her breath coming slowly… strained as she continued to stay close to him, Isaura listened, her body shaking lightly against his as she lifted her head, her eyes eventually opening so that she could follow his line of sight, her gaze sliding over the waters in an attempt to see if she could find the young girl, “..we’ll find her, Theo… I promise… we’ll find her…”

Theodore brought his gaze back to Isaura, knowing that they all needed to get to land soon, and although he wanted to get Isaura to safety, he knew she wouldn’t go until they had found Juliette. ”We will” He echoed, looking back over the water, his heart heavy. He could see that Isaura was tiring, and probably couldn't continue for long, if at all. He wasn’t going to let her swim, if she couldn’t, and he held her for a moment or two longer, as he tried to figure out what to do.

When he’d been learning to swim, and when he’d help Juliette learn to swim, they’d learned several different ways of helping if someone couldn’t swim. There were a few ways, but Theodore chose one of the easier ones to do, that wouldn't involve diving under the water, which he never really felt like doing, ever again. He faced Isausa, saying ”I’m going to do a carry, okay?” he gently guided her hands to his shoulders, making sure that she kept her arms extended, before he gently lifted her, kicking hard, until her legs were around his waist, letting her lean on him.

”Heads up breaststroke” he muttered to himself, making sure that Isaura was secure. ”Are you okay?”

“..c-cold…” Her voice shaking lightly as though to reflect her answer, Isaura closed her eyes, her blue tinged lips parting ever so slightly from one another as she let her head come to a rest over his back, her body shivering consistently as they swam through the waters together, “..I-...I can’t f-feel my legs…”

Theodore knew that that was bad, and for a moment, he wished there were two of him, so he could get Isaura to safety, and find Juliette. “It’s the water” He said softly, knowing that wasn’t much help. Feeling useless, he started to swim, looking for any sign of Juliette, not knowing how much longer he himself could go on. Periodically he began to call out his sister’s name, desperately hoping to hear her calling back.