Sorry guys, but in the third section of my 4 part Charlie post XD I edited the interaction between Jeremy and Charlie because I remembered a few things I needed to have said in that section.
On another note I COMPLETELY re arranged my room, changed my broken bed, cleaned the floor and the windows, and it is SO GOOD!!!! I love it so much ahhh
THe bed isn't as comfortable but it isn't broken so that's a plus. Just so nice to have a tidy ass room
also guys I've bruised and possibly torn my meniscus, so that's fun! Basically can't use my left leg at all xD
we have time skipped to the next day (or 2 in the morning really) where Ghost wakes the kids up and tells them to get to the train tracks.
You can either do a post with the time skip, like a before and after time skip post. Or like me you can just do after the time skip one. (gonna be honest mine was because I was super tired and had 4 characters to write for but anyway)
Viserion like Lizzie's boyfriend David, and some other NPCs from the very beginning of the RP
Yeh I am also not allowed to use my left leg for 2 weeks due to a basketball injury.
I am at 2 weeks already! Wow.
I will get onto making a post today OR tomorrow all going well, can't promise anything though.
apologies I had to stop my post. I had stuff and then had to go to bed.
I will try and finish tomorrow. Anyone want my charries to do anything?
||Charlotte "Charlie" Stark||Medic||Dauntless Born||20||
Charlotte stumbled onto the train, hiding a scream of pain as she bit her lips, her legs quivering and near collapsing as her arms clung to the rings of the doorway, stray hairs whipping around her face. Her fingers gripped the rings tightly before she managed to unwind them and step back from the emptiness of the outside world. Shivering from cold and pain, she looked around, tired dark brown eyes seeing children, all fighting for survival, how she didn't envy them, she remembered the days, she remembered this day, when she Caspian and Alice had been put on the same team by some miracle, how the other four, Wolf, Alyssa, Noah and Harry, had all targeted her for fun, since she had been guarding the flag, and had pelted her with the bullets of the gun, and how Caspian and Alice had come and saved her.
She did remember taking down Alyssa though, which had always made Alyssa incredibly hateful of her, and Charlie somewhat regretted that.
Shivering, Charlie let her back rest against the wall, she didn't want to sit down, she was unsure if she'd be able to get back up, but without her permission her legs collapsed, and she somewhat unceremoniously fell to the floor, wincing and keeping her cries of pain to herself. Nobody noticed, everyone muttering and murmuring, and Charlie let her body relax, the aches were worse, the bruises tender and dark, she pulled her knees to her chest and rested her forehead on them, closing her eyes as she tried to ignore everything and everyone. It wasn't till she heard the children quiet down, that she realized that Ghost was speaking, and she numbly lifted her head, watching everything with a quiet stillness, and tired eyes. She wasn't needed for this part, she wasn't even sure if she was on a team, maybe she had missed that when she had been dozing, she knew she was here to make sure nobody was hurt, other than that, her body hurt enough to not want to move, she was very much dreading the thought of jumping off the train.
As she listened to Harper and Ghost choose their team members, her hands fiddled with Ghost's ring, or... what she assumed to be Ghost's ring, in her pocket. He was not wearing his rings, so she couldn't tell... But if anything, that showed that it was his ring, it still made her not believe it, how could... why would Ghost attack Jeremy? He... Had he figured it out? Had he watched Jeremy's last tantrum? It had been his worst... Or one of them, and Charlie could still feel the affects of it quite literally. She sighed softly, licking her lips in anticipation, she would ask to see Ghost later, alone, and talk to him about it, she didn't know what it meant, Ghost had a tendency to confuse her, he was a gentleman sometimes, utterly gorgeous, and sometimes so sweet... But he was also stone cold, harsh and nothing like her. She could never tell if he liked her, or hated her.. or both.
Figuring she was useless for the time being, Charlie let her eyes wonder to watching a leaf jump around on the floor of the train cart, as the wind whipped at it, but not enough to send it flying, it hopped and tumbled but continued to stay inside, her eyes dimmed as the tiredness and exhaustion racked her body, and she lay almost limp like she were dead, only small movements from her breathing remained, and slow blinking. She just wanted to sleep.
||Aubrey Amber Stark||Initiate||Dauntless Born||16||
The answer given was not satisfactory, Aubrey realized though that now probably wasn't the time for that kind of thing, so she just punched him in the shoulder, eyebrows raising at the incredibly muscle she felt beneath Maverick's shirt. "Fine, tell me over a drink later because I'm literally dying to know now." She said, giggling slightly as she took her place back beside Finn. "Oh my gosh I can't believe he's alive? That's like impossible! It's so crazy, I mean... I don't even know what to think!" She giggled in a silly manner as she watched everyone finally make their way over, tired and stiff from the previous days, and week's fighting and training. The train was loud, and approaching, and Aubrey readied herself, standing beside Finn as usual.
Aubrey bit her lip and let out a tiny gasp of pain as she leaped onto the train, her ankle twisting a tiny bit, causing a shot of pain to reach her. But she quickly ignored it, not wanting to appear weak, especially not in front of Maverick or Finn, she swallowed her pain and followed Finn to where he stood, watching everyone else tumble onto the train in rather untidy ways, Aubrey was able to tell the Dauntless apart, they'd all been doing this for years, rather than the transfers who were still figuring it out. She was just happy that nobody had missed, that was always... really messy, and sad. Shaking that thought away, her eyes drifted to Maverick who made his way over to her and Finn, grinning widely she listened to him, laughing at his last sentence. "He always has bad days, or else he's always in a bad mood, whatever it is makes him sort of unpleasant though." Aubrey said, laughing slightly. "Did you know Finn beat him at hand to hand? It was such a good fight, Finn got pretty beat up but completely destroyed Ghost, and it was so impressive to watch, I wish you could've seen it! I mean I also managed to fight Maggie and take her down which was fun, but yeah it was nice to see him knocked down a little..." Aubrey said this in sort of a hushed tone, remembering how last time she talked about Ghost like this Caspian had scolded her. She rolled her eyes slightly, looking at the small man before turning back to Finn and Maverick. "I really hope we're all on the same team, wouldn't that be fun? Kind of like old times?" She looked at both boys hopefully, blue eyes bright with joy, and she only finished her sentence as she heard Ghost begin to speak, declaring who would be on his team. Finley? Why would he choose Finn?
Aubrey pouted. "Aw... Sorry Finn, guess you have to be on Ghost's team." She said, winking playfully though, not sure now if she wanted to be on his team, or Harpers. Harper was better than Ghost, but Finn... Aubrey bit her lip as she nervously waited her name to be called.
Viserion I'm so sorry about your appendix! I remember when mine almost ruptured and that was awful! So having it actually rupture must be horrible! Sending prayers (if you're okay with that)
Flyers is right that you have been inactive though, I'm sure she'll understand about being in hospital, it doesn't excuse the month of inactivity.
Charlie is almost 100 percent a submissive type, but given someone she trusts she can be just a tad dominant.
Aubrey is for sure dominant, but likes her partner to also be slightly dominant, so that the relationship is like an equal fight where she only JUST wins in dominance.
Chris is submissive but he's submissively dominant, as in... If his partner wants him to be dominant he will be, but he's naturally submissive.
Lizzie is like the ultimate submissive type.
And I don't play whatever game that is so I have no idea.
sorry!! I'll get one up tomorrow
||Charlotte "Charlie" Stark||Medic||Dauntless Born||20||
Charlie's jump off the train was just as terrifying as the jump onto the train, the cold tearing of the wind on her already frozen cheeks, and tendrils of her hair slapping in her face, she bit her lip and steeled herself for the landing.
It wasn't too rough, rolling slightly she was able to let out a cry of pain, nobody could hear over the roar of the train. Tears threatened to pour out her eyes as her body rang in painful alarm, but she stood up slowly, ignoring the pain, and dusted herself down. She quickly gasped, her hand digging into her pocket in fear, Ghost's ring! She should have held it as she jumped! No... Her panic flooded her system as she dug around both pockets, before noticing a tiny glimmer on the ground, and she ducked down, scooping the little thing up, and putting it back into the pocket, finally zipping the pocket up. What a klutz. She thought to herself, as she followed Ghost's team almost numbly, watching the others go their way. Nobody had assigned her anywhere, but she assumed, and hoped, she was with Ghost.
Her mind was not on anything in particular, she stopped somewhere silently behind Ghost, teeth nibbling her bottom lip and hands clutching her medical bag protectively, she was not meant to be here, this was not her type of work, she was a medic, she helped people get better, she tended to injuries and saved lives. She was not good in these circumstances. She felt her breath catch as Ghost finally swung around, and walked terrifyingly close to her, having not seen or heard her. She looked at him with comprehension of not knowing what to do, her dark eyes wide and unknowing. She was lost.
Soon enough Ghost gently took hold of her wrist, over top of her hoodie, and took her away from the eyes of the children, only Lizzie followed him at a small distance. Her mind was heavy, but she knew that she wanted to stay close to Ghost, although her father seemed to legitimately be terrified of whoever had hurt him, be it Ghost or someone else, she was still terrified that he'd come find her, and finish the job he had started that night. Thinking back upon it she could feel his hands all over her body, and she shivered, listening to Ghost silently as he told her she didn't have to play. That was good.
But.
She didn't want to watch Ghost leave, what if Jeremy came and got her? What if Jeremy came and got him? Fear gripped her heart and another emotion too, she wanted to be beside Ghost anyway.
"If it's okay..." She started, her voice strangely hoarse, her throat still felt slightly swollen. She cleared her throat slightly, a small blush forming on her cheek as she looked at her feet. "Could I tag along with you and Lizzie? I won't be in the way or a bother. I can also be a distraction if you need, later on." She finished, her eyes raising from her feet to looking in his eyes, had he been staring at her the whole time? His eyes were entrancing, he was mostly shilouetted by the moon but she could still see the pale of his skin, the gleam in his eyes. She awaited his acceptance quietly, almost hearing the tick of her internal clock as it went by.
||Aubrey Amber Stark||Initiate||Dauntless Born||16||
The train bustled up to the spot where they had to jump, and Aubrey was one of the first to leap, wanting to get off before the others. She was upset that she and Finn were in different teams, but hopefully... Hopefully she could beat his team, it couldn't be that difficult, Ghost had all the weak people on his team, except Finn of course, and she was sure they could do this.
Her feet skidded on the ground and for a second she feared she would get a face full of gravel, but with the nimbleness she had learnt to continue the movement, and instead of stopping she continued so that she simply ran along, ignoring the ground shock in her ankles. It was always exhilerating, the jump, the leap of faith. She shivered slightly, her eyes seeking out Finn's face, oh... She saddened as she saw him head off with Ghost's team, her eyes watching him as she walked along with Harper, that sucked. But it wasn't long before they found their spot, and Aubrey was eager, ready to go, she held her gun in one hand, the jumpiness of early morning causing her to bounce from one foot to the other. Please don't put me on guard duty. She prayed to Harper, in her mind of course, not wanting to ask aloud. Thankfully her prayers were answered, and she grinned, looking for True, and jogging up beside her. "I'm so excited, we're going to smash the other team." She said, only a tad regretful as Finn was on the other team. She was confident in most of her shooting ability, she had come third in the shooting competition after all. So far, she wasn't doing the best, but she was doing well. That was something.
It wasn't long before everyone was given their orders, and Aubrey and True alike stood beside Harper, all three strong capable women with guns that would give a hell of a punch. Aubrey felt jitters climbing up her spine and she shivered, a grin on her face. This would be one hell of a game, it was cold, but her body was running on hot adrenaline. They were waiting for the others to scan and be distractions, before they would head out. This would be fun.
||Christian "Chris" Parks||Initiate||Dauntless Born||16||
Chris had not said much as he ran with Blair, then had to say goodbye, giving her a gentle kiss as they parted ways to the different teams. He watched numbly as she walked away, and turned to follow his own team. Avoiding Wes for easy reasons, Chris found himself loosely walking beside Maverick. He remembered him vaguely, though when that whole deal had happened, Chris had been heavily on drugs for his anger, and his memory was quite foggy. Neither needed to talk, and simply followed Harper as she led them through the abandoned city.
Finally they landed to where Harper found satisfactory, and she quickly put Chris and Maverick on guard duty, huh, well that wouldn't be too bad. At least he wasn't paired with Wesley. He grabbed the flag and watched as Harper told them to find a high building rooftop, easy. He jogged over to Maverick, nudging his head, "Which one do you think?" He asked, eyes seeking the buildings out, trying to gauge them. Finally finding one he pointed it out "That looks doable, seems to have a fire exit, half falling apart, but should hold our weight." He murmure quietly, feeling the need to keep his voice soft and unusually quiet. Maverick agreed, and Chris couldn't tell if he was happy or upset at being put on guard duty. The two boys began to jog, as the tall building was a bit away, and eventually reached the area, although from afar the fire exit seemed to be stable, from up close it was clear that it was falling apart, pieces had gone missing and the pieces there were not good. Chris and Maverick shot a look at each other of wariness, before Chris shrugged, and swinging his gun around to his back, he tossed the flag to Maverick, and with one large jump his hands grabbed the edge of the lowest platform.
For one brief second, the whole thing lurched, and a grating moan could be heard, but then it calmed, and Chris easily pulled himself up, catching the flag as Maverick threw it to him, then did the same move. The two boys silently made their way up the crumbling fire escape, and with only a few mishaps, they managed to make it to the top in one piece. The roof was dark, only a slight glow from the moon. Chris looked around, eyes steeled, then looked at Maverick. "Now what?"
||Elizabeth "Lizzie" Milton || Transfer || Abnegation || 16 ||
Breathing was hard. Lizzie wanted to hold her breath as she stood at the edge of the train, watching everyone jump out. This was how David had died. Fear tumbled around inside her stomach, and she wanted to throw up, but before she could, she felt someone bump her shoulder. Letting out a slight scream, that was lost in the wind and roar of the train, her tiny legs thrust her outwards and upwards, and she flew forwards, her legs collapsing on the other side, her body naturally rolling. She rolled a few times, hissing in pain as it scraped at her body, there was no way she wasn't bleeding now. Her breath hitched and she slowly got up, jogging over to where her team stood, talking with Harper. Then they were off.
Lizzie didn't really know anyone but Wesley, so she jogged beside Blair, lips trembling and arms stinging from the fall. If Blair noticed, she seemed to be kind enough not to mention it. After some time they reached the destination, and Lizzie looked up at the ferris wheel, was that really where he planned to put the flag? That was equally stupid and wise, it was easy to spot, but it was hard to get to. Especially with guards.
As Ghost put out jobs left and right, Lizzie noticed that it was primarily girls on his team, what an odd choice, had he not been thinking? Or was it his plan to have the smaller people... She wondered how helpful she would be.
As if reading her mind, Ghost pointed to her, and her dark brown eyes quickly shot to him in fear, had she done something wrong? No... She was simply given a different job. Leaping over house tops? Lizzie's stomach flipped, but she nodded, to scared to disobey Ghost, or not do what he said. She held her gun sloppily, her fingers trembling, this was just a game.... just a game.
As Ghost turned to go, he bumped into, or almost bumped into Charlie. Lizzie hadn't even noticed her there, and neither had Ghost it seemed, as the master of words was suddenly speechless. Finally he grabbed Charlie and led her away, talking to her quietly. Lizzie followed behind quietly, not too close, but close enough that she wouldn't lose track of them.
Sorry for the crap post. I have been so busy, like... really busy. WAAAH
But it's all goods. I should be calming down soon.
Where I am I'm one of the only few my age who has had an appendectomy but many adults I know have had one.
My surgery was delayed for ages, and when they eventually took me in they basically said my appendix was minutes away from rupturing. So I can understand a part of your pain Viserion but I salute you for staying fairly chipper, and I hope you stay in the thread. How's Vinnie taking it?
You know I am pretty sure I am a complete sub when it comes to relationships, if I love someone I tend to allow them to do anything they like. Not a great thing, I'm trying to improve upon it, I like being heard, I like having a bit if control, but I also like following, I love other people to make decisions lol.
I feel like xayah. Also had Leah walk with Selene too?
and oh mmmmmy is Charlie gonna feel very motherly towards Cassie mother of geese 😊😊 she will see herself in her a lot.
also apologies for any absence I might seem to be at. I have a lot going on in my life, I'm on my stupid period and have wicked cramps and mood swings, and suffering from love sickness 😂😂 it's all good but just crazy and all my free time is spent looking for jobs and I'm usually really exhausted.
I'll try and post tomorrow though.
Charlie: Charlie likes a triple chocolate fudge cookie. And some type of berry swirl ice cream.
Aubrey: Probably chocolate chip cookies (but she loves if they have a twist like peanut butter in them). And she would usually prefer any caramel flavoured ice cream, pike hokey pokey or caramel twist.
Chris: He likes plain shortbread cookies, and would probably just choose mint choc chip ice cream.
Lizzie: She loves spiced cookies like ginger ones, any cinnamon cookies. For ice cream she prefers vanilla but with toppings.
Perosnally: My favourite cookies are Afghans/Home made straight out of the oven peanut butter chocolate chip cookies (they have to be home made and recent)
And my favourite ice cream is cookies and cream
I'm so sorry things are super hectic at the moment. I swear I can do one in a couple of days.
||Charlotte "Charlie" Stark||Medic||Dauntless Born||20||
Charlie's eyes widened slightly as Ghost seemed to get closer and closer, inching towards her like a cat stalking prey. Was she Ghost's prey? Did he want to catch her? Because admittedly she wanted to let him, but he was like any cat she'd ever seen, they played with their meal, seeming as if to catch them, and then acting as if they could care less. Her breath caught in her throat as he spoke, unsure if she could feel his breath against her or the cool breeze of the night, she almost wished he would move closer, for she was freezing, and just a tad closer and she would feel the warmth of his body near hers....
But their conversation seemed to come to a halt as poor Lizzie seemed to startle Ghost, who must have forgotten she was there, as he unfairly came upon her as if she had done something awful, however it was over quickly and they were off, Charlie walked with Ghost, for some reason she felt immensely safer next to him, warm and with a slight dizzy feeling in the pit of her stomach, yet she was strangely content to walk in silence in the night, just the two of them, well.. with Lizzie not far ahead.
Soon enough though the path had to part ways, and Charlie was stuck having to choose with whom to follow, part of her seemed to look after Lizzie, because she was the smallest, most likely to seriously get hurt if she was to fall... but she knew she wanted to go with Ghost, and not only that, she tried to convince herself, if Ghost were to get hurt, he was... technically, more important than Lizzie. Charlie's feet had already began to move in the direction of Ghost, but that last thought caused Charlie to feel guilty, it had been unworthy to think that, and she dismissed the notion entirely, she was following Ghost because she wanted to, to say anything else was just pure lies. As she caught up to him, his confident voice seemed to float into her ears, causing her to blush warmly, thanking the darkness for covering the color her cheeks had just turned. She opted not to answer, simply concentrating on running, although she was fairly awake by now, her body was exhausted, and she could feel it crying for her to stop, every muscle ached, and many parts of her were sending shooting pain up and down her body. She gritted her teeth, not willing to show any pain in front of Ghost, but she felt her body screaming at every step.
Finally they reached a bit of a complication, and Charlie looked up nervously as Ghost talked, asking for a boost, showing her how to do it, though she knew how to do it, she just hoped her body could take it. Steeling herself for whatever weight it would be, she got into position and hardened up what muscles she had, thanking her lucky stars for Caspian's training when they were teenagers. Though Ghost only stood on her hands briefly, quickly scrambling upwards and out of her hands, she briefly wiped them on her pants, more out of habit than any actual reason, and looked up, waiting for his help. Once he was stable he reached out his hand and she hesitated, she didn't know quite why, but finally she hissed in a small amount of breath, and reached up, her hand gently clasping into his, he moved it quickly to her wrist, and gripping her tightly easily pulled her up.
Scrambling over the top of the building was completely different, as if finally realizing how much pain it was in, her arm almost gave out, and she couldn't help but yelp in pain as she used all her energy to pull herself up and over. Arms trembling from the immense energy she really shouldn't be using, she was on the verge of collapsing, but she carried on, she couldn't give up... She swallowed against her dry throat, it felt sore, Jeremy's hand was a constant memory against her throat. She walked over to where Ghost was, and was surprised as he again, started to say that she didn't have to do anything if she didn't want to. Was he just really nice? Did he REALLY know everything that had happened? Was she slowing him down and he was hinting at her to stop so he could do better? She began to say she would be able to continue on, even though she wasn't sure if she could, when Ghost suddenly dropped, grabbing her and pulling her down. Charlie resisted the urge to scream, as a terrifying shot of pain erupted in her arm, the one that Jeremy had nearly broken and torn up with his bottle the other night. Her head light and her throat suddenly tasting metallic, she almost felt like she would throw up from the pain, resting her forehead against the cold concrete of the roof, she shivered breathing softly and slowly. At this moment, death by a neurotism dart may have been preferable to the pain she had endured not 10 hours ago. She had no idea what was happening, only concentrating on not passing out from the pain. She was well aware that Ghost was beside her, and she dearly wished she could inch closer, and pass out in his embrace, feeling safe and secure, but although she was exhausted, she was conscious enough to know that wasn't a good plan.
||Aubrey Amber Stark||Initiate||Dauntless Born||16||
The night was more cold when you weren't moving, and Aubrey wished Finn were here, although she wanted to beat him in something, because this was a cooperative, team exercise, they COULD have won this together, but now only one of them would win. Although Aubrey wanted to win, she also didn't want to beat Finn, although part of her did at the same time. She watched Harper, nodding as Harper asked if they were up to it. Of course she was up to it, injury or no, cold or no, bestfriend or no, Aubrey always planned and was ready to win. She and True were close beside Harper, guns out and loaded, eyes alert, bodies nimble as they made their way through the night, they listened for the opposite team, and Aubrey could hear their own team walking around. She inwardly wished they would be more quiet, but if they were to be distracting then that would work fine as well. As long as they didn't mess everything up.
The only thing that could have made her part better is if Maverick had gone with her in this section, she glanced back to where Chris and Maverick were guarding the flag. It was high on a rooftop. She sighed, she couldn't believe Maverick was back at all, for so many years... she had believed he was dead, her first kiss, her first fling at all when she was just a child... Although she'd always been closest to Finn, no doubt in that at all, she and Maverick had always had a good connection, and she'd always looked up to him. But HOW had he survived? Aubrey's mind couldn't comprehend it as she ran beside Harper, it just couldn't be possible... Yet it was... It made her wonder about why he had disappeared then? Why hadn't he just survived with Caspian? Had he been kidnapped? Lost? Surely there was no good reason for him to hide... and... Wait had he been in Dauntless since his initiaitno? He was 2 years older than her, so he had been in Dauntless for at least 2 years then... Aubrey felt a slight bit of anger towards him in that moment, he had lived for 2 years away from them all? Had Caspian known? Charlie definitely hadn't, as her reaction to him at the train had shown quite easily. Was he in trouble? Or had he been in trouble? IT excited her to say the least, and she couldn't wait to grab a drink and talk it out with him.
Aubrey kicked a lone pebble as she ran, and she inwardly chastised herself as it bounched along, thankfully barely making a noise, she felt a red flush cover her face and ears, and kept her head down, watching where she ran now. Stop being so damn distracted by Maverick. She thought to herself, her ears listening for all and every noise that could give them a heads up of someone coming, but the other team seemed to be going just as quietly as they were. She wondered where the flag would be, but no sooner had she wondered that as a flash of light caught her attention and her eyes were drawn to what seemed to be the biggest part of the entire place.
"True.. Harper.." Aubrey whispered their names in a hissing manner, and when they looked at her she pointed up, as it was quite obvious the flag was hanging out one of the carts. Was that... Aubrey couldn't be sure, but for some reason she was sure Finn was up there.
||Christian "Chris" Parks||Initiate||Dauntless Born||16||
The part of waiting was not so fun, and it was causing Chris to become agitated as he paced above the building top, Maverick was quiet, and Chris didn't really know him very well, so he had no intention of speaking to the guy, he didn't really care how he was here either. He was irritated that he was on Wesley's team and not Blair's he was worried because Indira had knifed her yesterday, with a real knife, and not only that, she had almost drowned... Right before their time together... Chris looked around from the building, his eyes set upon the ground in a scanning motion, gun in hand, he was not really a great shot, he would do better without a gun, but he knew he would probably be told off if he put the gun down, plus someone else would be able to take it if he did that. Instead he simply held it almost negligently as he stretched his muscles, he was fairly ready for anything, but possibly not what happened next.
A flash of blonde hair caught his attention from the ground nearby, and he immediately zeroed in on it, the only three people it could be was Aubrey, Blair or Cassie. But Aubrey was with Harper, and that hair was too familiar to be the Amity chick, so it was Blair. Then he heard a shot, and Blair's familiar voice cry out in pain. Chris's heart tensed up, and he immediately ran to the edge of the building, his eyes scanning for who had shot Blair. His grip tightening as he saw a familiar red headed idiot standing not too far off. Wesley. Anger boiled inside of Chris as he looked at the insolent guy aiming at Blair again, did he not know that Blair had been actually injured the day before? Without thinking, and without asking, Chris aimed his gun at Wesley, shooting a shot that seemed to bounce off the wall beside him, as if knowing he would do that, Wesley looked at him with what looked like a challenge, and Chris took it without a blink in his eyes.
Throwing his gun to Maverick, Chris swung over the side of the building, falling a few drops to an eave where he jumped off and fell to where he could see Blair, however he was aware that she was on the opposit side, and nothing he could do would take the pain away, but... His eyes turned to where Wesley stood, and with a cry of annoyance Chris ran, and without thinking he swung out with his fist, aiming for the red headed boys temple. Uncaring that he was attacking his own team member.
||Elizabeth "Lizzie" Milton || Transfer || Abnegation || 16 ||
Lizzie near screamed as Ghost swung to her with his guns ablazing, his real guns. Heart beating wildly she simply stared at him with black eyes, waiting for either chastisement or getting hit, she had never been hit by someone in authority before. However he simply spoke harshly, was it... was it a threat? She swallowed nervously and simply nodded at his words, immediately high tailing and running a light jog ahead of him and Charlie. She hadn't meant to eavesdrop, and really had not been thinking at all about what they were saying, however it had obviously annoyed Ghost, so she made a mental point to not bother Ghost while he was with Charlie, maybe they were good friends, a couple? That seemed so unlikely, Charlie was so sweet and Ghost was so ... well scary. Once they got to a cross section, Lizzie took no hesitation in choosing the route with the smaller buildings, she had no chance if the buildings were too high for her to climb, she looked behind twice as she saw Ghost go one way, then again as she watched Charlie follow him. She wished the medic had come with her, she was nervous and wanted to please Ghost a little only if not to endure more terrifying encounters.
The buildings were a little hard to get up, each one a little higher, and each one a little further apart, her leaps were getting harder and harder to make, but she continued to do her job, plus... if she did fall... Her mind quickly shook away that thought, she couldn't do that. Suddenly her eyes watched as Blair seemed to come out of nowhere, and got shot. Lizzie skidded to a stop as she crouched at the top of a building, she was very thankful of her dark hair and skin as she watched what happened next, holding her gun tightly. What did Ghost want her to do? Find the flag? Her eyes scanned the tops of the buildlings warily, where would it be? Or should she watch the drama that was happening below? And while Chris and Wesley were making fools of themselves, shoot them both and take them out? She bit her lip nervously, eyes scanning now for Ghost and Charlie, as well as the flag.
