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Post by Troy Evans on Sept 4, 2007 19:41:47 GMT -5
Troy watched the unfamiliar face walk through their camp. Arms crossed, the big was was upset, but not in anger or sadness. It was like a rooster being ruffled by an unknown appearence in his hen house. Stalking around, he watched the guy, aware that he might have been here before the plane crashed. Going back to Brad, he was about to mention it but was beat to it. Brad had the same idea as him.
As the girl walked off to take a head count, he did his own. He knew every single person here by heart, and knew who was missing and who wasn't. Hector had died, so it went to fifty, and a random girl had also died. Shaking his head, his curls bobbed freely around him. Brad told him to get ready to go, so he did, grinning at Annie as she walked over to them.
Troy walked into his little tent and grabbed a shirt, two bottles of water, and a small med kit. Moving out of his tent, he pulled on the shirt while walking over to the tiny group going. Tieing a rope end around his waist, Troy walked into the forest. Annie tipped over someting, causing her to scratch her cheek on a branch. He reached out to steady her, and then drew his hands back in. Jogging up to the front where Brad was walking, he leaned his head in and began to whisper.
That head count was wrong. We're suppossed to have fourty nine. And my memory is sharp as a tack, and Scott wasn't on the plane with us. Somethings up. When we get back to camp, we need to order a buddy system. To make things safer at night, we should also set up a watch system, and sleep two to a tent, so that nobody is ever alone while sleeping. Taking his eyes off of Brad's face, he scanned the area. A short way ahead of them, was a large bump in the forest. Squinting, Troy ran ahead to see what it was.
Crouching, Troy began to move away piles upon piles of leaves. Branches got in his way, and he lifted those up to move them as well. Standing back to see what he found, his eyes widened at the sight of a big round metal door, like what you'd see on a submarine.
Brad, you might want to look at this.....
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Post by Antoinette Craven on Sept 4, 2007 20:16:27 GMT -5
Brad and Troy moved at a much quicker pace that Kelsi and Antoinette were. Brad was already ahead, and Troy jogged up to him to catch up. She felt guilty for leaving without a word to Troy after the night before, so she let out a soft sigh. When The two Brad and Troy;s bodies were hidden by the shrubbery and trees of the forest, she turned her attention back to the task of looking for more food and water for the survivors.
She brushed her black hair away from her face and tucked the strands being her pierced ears. Antoinette gingerly touched the bleeding gash that was torn on her face by the tree branch. She winced and withdrew her fingers away quickly. "Well my face is slightly throbbing, and I'm a little confused, but other than that, I think I'm doing good." she replied.
Antoinette folded her arms across her chest, and looked ahead again to see if Troy was visible through the trees. He wasn't anywhere to be seen, so another sigh escaped her mouth. "Being confused sucks.
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Post by Acacia Montez on Sept 5, 2007 17:56:59 GMT -5
She hugged him back and started to turn back to gathering up sticks. Smiling she saw he was still within distance and she gave a tiny wave. Finally watching him go out of view, Acacia turned around and stood at the end of their tent. Looking she saw the shirt and pants Brad had on last night and the mint green shirt and jeans Acacia had on. Grabbing a small pail that was nearby and she filled it up with a little bit of water that had been in her water bottle. Stepping inside the tent she grabbed a small packet of bleach and she walked back out and sat on the sand.
The weather was almost perfect today. There wasn't any rain and the ocean was crystal clear. Well, it had a greenish blue tent to it but other then that it was beautiful. Letting a peaceful sigh escape her lips, Acacia grabbed Brad's shirt and slid it in the bucket with a pair of his socks. She had nothing better to do while he was gone she decided to do some laundry. While she started to knead his shirt, she closed her eyes and listened to the ocean, and let her hands do all of the work.
[ack sorry if the post is confusing, I think I jumped around a lot.]
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Post by Kelsi O'Riley on Sept 5, 2007 20:03:53 GMT -5
Kelsi jumped as Troy caught up with Brad. He seemed to have come out of nowhere. It made her even more cautious, as if someone was watching them. A few minutes passed, and she could've sworn she had seen a pair of eyes behind a fallen palm leaf. She heard Troy call out something to Brad, but they were so far ahead, she couldn't make out what he said.
Kelsi looked up at Antoinette, getting ready to respond, but this required her to take her focus off the jungle floor. Something she never should have done. Before she could say anything, she was whipped up into the air, hanging upside down by her ankle. She let out a small yelp, as her bag and the end of the rope fell to the ground where she was standing moments before,"Great. A trap. This isn't ours, because it's definitely not for catching animals. Someone else is on this island. And they know we're here."
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Post by Brad Dorian on Sept 5, 2007 20:26:58 GMT -5
“Yes.” Brad said, moving through the forest. “Someone was not on the plane, which causes me to worry.” He said, panting at their extremely fast pace. “Slow down man.” He said, catching his breath. “I’m not sure it was Scott though. Innocent until proven guilty, I think? As for the buddy system, I agree. But sleeping two in a cabin … that’s a bit over the top.” He said, thinking about his girlfriend being safe at night with him. “But if you can manage with Annie.” He said, joking, hitting him softly on the shoulder.
They had been walking for almost a half an hour, at best guess since neither of them had a watch, when Troy seemed to have found something. As he moved apart the leaves, Brad said, “Watcha got there?” It seemed to be some kind of a safe, old and fragile. Brad bent down and picked it up. It wasn’t very heavy, yet it still wasn’t exactly light. “Should we find a way to open it?”
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Post by Scott Travers on Sept 5, 2007 20:31:53 GMT -5
He had been waiting, hidden behind a palm tree, for Brad and Troy to leave. With Brad out of the way, perhaps he could hit on Acacia, the apparent girl friend of Brad. Scott was a fairly attractive guy, perhaps she would be interested in. But he would have to go slow; have to be careful. One step over the line may cause unexpected problems, especially since he had to go back to Benjamin in about a day’s time.
“Hi there.” Scott said in a deep voice, walking up behind the girl, not trying to startle her. He saw a bucket of water which was apparently washing Brad’s clothing. How typical. Couldn’t she see that he was using her? “I’m Scott.” He said, smiling his best sexiest smile, which wasn’t exactly sexy. “Not sure if we’ve been introduced yet.” He said, his eyes checking her out, but only for a fraction of a second.
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Post by Antoinette Craven on Sept 5, 2007 20:51:30 GMT -5
Antoinette walked slightly behind Kelsi, not really thinking about where she was going. Her mind was, sadly on Troy, once more. Ever since the plane had crashed on the island, her mind went into a random daze at the worst moments. A loud yelp broke her daze, and there hung before her, was Kelsi. 'Great. A trap. This isn't ours, because it's definitely not for catching animals. Someone else is on this island. And they know we're here.' said Kelsi while dangling from the trees by a rope. Her eyes widened.There was defiantly something wrong going on in the island.
She pulled up her black hair into a messy bun and surveyed the rope. Antoinette opened the flap to her army green messenger bag and sifted through the object until she found the sharp piece of metal. She threw the bag onto the ground and surveyed the situation a second time. "OK, hold still." she said while moving the sharp metal piece back and forth on the rope. After about a minute of trying to cut the rope, she found the metal useless. "d**n it. I can't cut you loose!" she said exasperated.
Her arms folded across her chest and did what she didn't want to do. "BRAD, TROY. HELP." she yelled loudly, hoping that the two boys could hear her.
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Post by Brandi Cahill on Sept 5, 2007 21:40:52 GMT -5
Brandi had came along with them into the forest.She had gotten quite a few scratches by now.She sighed heavily and rubbed her arm, looking around as she followed the others.While not looking down, she fell over a branch on the ground and hit her head on a rock.She yelped and got up, rubbing her head"Ow.."She sighed heavily once again, then looked at her hand, it had blood on it.
Must be from her head, Brandi thought to herself.She shrugged it off and kept following, then suddenly stopped when Kelsi was strung upside down by the trap.She gasped and tried to get her down but it was no use.She shook her head and looked at Antoinette as she hollered for the two boys.She sighed, waiting.
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Post by Troy Evans on Sept 6, 2007 14:29:29 GMT -5
Troy stood up and looked to Brad. He too had knelt down to get a good look at it. The sound of swooshing leaves startled him, but he kept focused on the safe. Frowning, he put one hand to his face and the other wrapped around his chest.
Yes, I suppose we should open it. Mostly because whatever is in it, could be our ticket off this island. At the sound of a yell, Troy snapped his head up. Annie's voice had done the yelling!
Be rigt back. Dont open it until I get back man! Grinning, he tore off into the forest back the way he came. He followed the two ropes, until he came upon the scene unfolding. Taking out his pocket knife, he switched it open and began to climb the tree that the rope was strung on.
With one great slash, the rope was cut half way through. Climbing back down the tree, he took Kelsi's hands gently in his and pulled. The rope snapped and she was free. Landing in the leaves, Troy grinned and stood up, brushing leaves away. Looking to Brandi, he folded the knife and opened up his shoulder bag. The med kit was in it. Grabbing some gause and an ace bandage, he walked over to her. Looking down at Brandi, he handed the supplies to her.
Here, bandage yourself, we dont need that cut getting infected. Smileing, he turned now to Annie. The smile turned goofy as he walked over to her. As a jokester, he swung his hips and put his hands on them as well. Batting his lashes as he passed the invisable press, he laughed. Walking normal, he went right up to Annie.
I thought something terrible happened to you! You scared me.
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Post by Acacia Montez on Sept 6, 2007 15:17:36 GMT -5
The waves gently brushing the shore was the background music to her thoughts. Acacia was thinking about the day Kelsi's family and hers' family combined. Then her thoughts drifted to Brad. It was amazing that they were already together. They barely knew anything about the other and yet, they said they loved each other. And they did. Suddenly, Acacia wished he was there. Her in his arms, her head leaning on his chest, and her eyes closed...
"Hi there." Acacia's eyes that shot open and she smiled. "Back al-"Her voice halted as she realized the boy behind her wasn't Brad. "Ready.." She finished the word and grabbed a nearby beach towel, careful not to slide the ring off of her index finger. Fear immiadetly kicked in her as she didn't remember seeing the boy on the plane. Though, she was with Brad so he could've been there. Acacia was about to ask who he was when he beat her to it.
"I'm Scott." The smile on his face freaked her out a little bit but, she disregarded it. "I'm Acacia."For a second she thought she saw him check her out but, it was so quick her eyes could've been playing tricks on her. Acacia folded the towel and sat it next to the bucket as she sat down and grabbed her own shirt to begin washing it as she had finished Brad's. She stuck her own hands in the bucket and repeated the same process she had done with the last shirt.[/size]
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Post by Antoinette Craven on Sept 6, 2007 15:45:34 GMT -5
Almost seconds after she called for Brad and Troy's help, Troy came sprinting. He climbed up a tree and cut Kelsi down with one slash, Kelsi came crashing down to the leaf-covered ground. Antoinette watched as he climbed down, and she hated to confuse herself more, but Troy looked gorgeous while he climbed to the ground. Her blue eyes glistened while he walked, acting like a girly superstar. She saw his hips swinging, and she couldn't help but to let a laugh slip from her lips. Soon enough she realized that he was walking toward her.
I thought something terrible happened to you! You scared me. Antoinette smirked, and felt like giving him a hug for caring. No one in her life so far had been so willing to come to her aid at a seconds notice. Her heart began to beat faster by each passing second as she looked into his eyes. Antoinette bit down on her bottom lip, "Thanks," she said. She broke the eye contact, and looked around at her surroundings. "I can't help but to think that someone else is here, I mean, I'm sure a bunch of birds didn't set up this trap." Antoinette said.
She wanted to tell Troy that she was sorry about the night before, but she couldn't come out and say it. "Some gorgeous calls you beautiful and you just walk away from him without even a word? What's wrong with you? "Well I'm confused what would you expect from a girl who just crashed on an island?" she argued in her mind.
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Post by Kimmy Brant on Sept 6, 2007 15:53:34 GMT -5
Kimmy closed her eyes and breathed in the beautiful ocean scent. She had rested well last night and now was in a really good mood. She looked around and saw that everyone was spread out doing their own things. She decided to walk a bit around the beach. She was getting boerd of sitting around alone.
She got up off the rock and brushed at her top and pants to get the sand off that was flying, because of the wind, onto her. She was wearing white capris and a blue tube top with a blue necklace. She had her sunglasses on her forehead and her flipflops on. It was a great outfit to wear in the sun. She applied sunblock to her legs and arms and placed it back in her suitcase.
She began to walk beside the sidelines of the beach water and began thinking about many things. The plane crash was one of the things that seemed almost impossible to believe. It all happened so quick, Kimmy thought. She'd seen these things on t.v. but to think it would ever happen to her seemed so unlikely. And that boy, the one that refused to go with Brad to help find some food, he seemed so unreal. Was he even on the plane? Kimmy questioned herself.
She stopped walkng and looked at the sea as if it would give her an explanation. She didn't remember seeing him at all. Even last night, when they were singing around the campfire, she had surveyed the circle to see everyone's faces but she did not remember seeing him. Doubt kept jumping up in her mind. Maybe and it could be possible, that he was there and I just didn't see him last night. It was pretty dark last night around the campfire. Kim thought to herself.
She looked back and noticed that she was going to far off. She began to walk back and decided that the boy must have been there all this time. She looked at the trees and the scenery around and sighed in a happy way. The scenery was beutiful and as she gazed at the scery around her and got lost in it's beauty, the mysterious boy slowly slipped away from her thoughts.[/color]
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Post by Troy Evans on Sept 6, 2007 19:13:15 GMT -5
Troy watched her bite her bottom lip and say thanks, and then turn away to say something else. Something about someone setting up the trap. At that, Troy's mind was churning with ideas and thoughts. His brow furrowed on concentration.
I have my bets placed on that Scott guy. He wasn't on the plane. And I know everyone's names by heart, and faces as well. He isn't in that memory bank. By the way, you guys should come see what Brad and I discovered. We haven't opened it yet, but it might be very valuable.
Grinning, he slipped his hand into Annie's and began to walk, hoping that she would follow. His smile widend and he heard Brad rustling around ahead of them. Maybe being on the island wasn't so bad? A pretty girl here, who might just like him as well. And, they had a lot in common. Maybe they would last?
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Post by Antoinette Craven on Sept 6, 2007 19:58:59 GMT -5
Troy heald her hand in his, and Antoinette's face burned a crimsion red. She felt him pull her slightly, so she followed, motioning Kelsi and Brandi to follow. She was walking beside him, and every few seconds, she would glance over to him. There was something about Troy that made him differ from all the guys before him. There was something about him that always made her laugh, always made her blush, and always made her feel more than just another hot girl. No guy before him could make her feel the way she did at that moment.
Her eyes pulled away from Troy and looked dead ahead. Antoinette dared to break the comfortable silence between the two. "So er, what did you two find?" "Churisioty killed the cat? No...Churisoity killed the mood." she thought. "I hope it's food." she mumbled.
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Post by Troy Evans on Sept 6, 2007 20:07:35 GMT -5
Troy grinned as she mumbled about hopeing it was food. Sadly, they wouldn't know until it was opened. But for now, he had a sollution to her problem. Pulling a chocolate bar from his pocket, it was reveal to be half eaten. He took a small chunk of it everyday and ate it, saving the chocolate for rare occasions, and to keep his energy up.
Its not much, just a tiny chunk. But you can have it if you want. Its still wrapped in the wrapper, so umm, yeah. His hand was still entwined in hers, and he wanted to just sweep her off her feet and ride on a magical carpet. Not really the magical carpet, but maybe just go to the movies or something. Oh wait, he cant do that, they're deserted on an island!
As they walked, he edged a little closer to her, his heart rate picking up. Once, twice his leg brushed her own. Finally reaching Brad, the group was ready to open the safe. Letting Annie's hand go, he walked away from her, his fingers tips dragging her arms out softly to its limit only to gently let go. Grinning, he turned and squatted down next to Brad.
We could open it, right? Sweating now, he pulled off his shirt. Putting it in his bag, he shook his hair out. Today was going to be a scorcher.
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