"And what would you do if I was?" Laeil continued to back away, trying to keep the distance between them. The question was pure rhetoric; she already knew what the answer would be. She could tell this guy had hostile intentions. "You looking to bag yourself a player or something? Thin...

"Hey you. Killer." Laeil was snapped out of her thoughts by another voice, this one belonging to an actual living being, and turned to see a boy with a gun trained on him. Rick Holeman, the...fuck was he? A marine? She couldn't quite remember. Some kind of Armed Forces thing. She wasn't i...

{{continued from Running of the Fallen}} {{OOC: Hope you don't mind me making a new thread over the old one, since everyone's already vacated that one}} So fifteen percent of 200 is what, 30? Laeil ran the math through her head one more time to make sure. It was tough to believe; for as long as it w...

Noah's mind was clouded with rage. He had just tried to kill them all a moment ago, and now THIS. That motherfucker had to pay. He pulled the kunai from Harry's shoulder and got ready to stab him again, when the light eminating from the object hung from his neck distracted him. He looked down to see...

(OOC: Edited to weed out the GMing that pops up when you're fifteen minutes away from taking a nap on your keyboard.) Noah tried his best to hold Harry on the ground as the others escaped, hoping to God that they were still alive and in good enough condition to get the hell out of here. Otherwise, h...

(GMing approved by Cyco) (EDIT: Aw shit. I misread Cyco's last post and thought he was aiming for Kyrie and John. My bad. <__<' It's fixed.) Afra's sudden volunteering to be a second decoy surprised Noah. He shook his head; only one life should be at risk here, only one person should have to die if ...

Noah nodded in response to Kyrie's suggestion. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." He paused for a moment before adding, almost as an afterthought. "I can only hope that SADD hasn't fallen apart after that announcement." He shivered as he remembered the screams played over the ...

(OOC: I should note that Lyn already ran off with Anthony's rations, so there wouldn't be anything like that left in his daypack.)

Noah watched as Lex stormed off into the brush, shaking his head a bit. It doesn't concern me. He thought to himself. If she really wants to go out there by herself, there's not much I can do to stop her. He couldn't help but feel a little worried, though. Lex seemed like a good enough person from t...

"John Sheppard, huh?" Noah spent a few moments wracking his brain to see if he could come up with anyone he remembered by that name. "Hmm...sorry, doesn't ring a bell. Then again, I never really paid attention to sports all that much." He couldn't help but crack a grin again as V...

{{Sorry if I'm jumping the gun posting ahead of Kyrie like this}} Noah took another deep breath, a bit surprised at how easily his outburst had come. He had gotten really good at holding in his anger over the years, but it seemed that wandering the island for as long as he had, the constant threat o...

Noah quickly turned to look in Vera's direction as she shouted out to him, relaxing as he confirmed that she wasn't hostile. "Oh, thank God. It's good to find people who haven't lost their min-" He was cut off by the sudden screech as the announcements began. "Ugh, I really don't want...

Noah made his way through the rain, soaked through and wishing that he had the foresight to bring along some rain gear just in case. "What a crazy turn of events this is..." He said for what must've been the fifth time now. "Well, look at the bright side, Noah. Five days and you're st...

Laeil opened up Anthony's duffel bag, digging through the spoils of war for anything that might be useful. The first thing she pulled out (being right at the top) was a pair of handcuffs, confirming her suspicions that he had gotten an inferior weapon. No use in holding onto these... She thought to ...

Numb. That how Lyn "Laeil" Burbank felt as she sat leaning against the wall, just by the front entrance. It surprised her; after everything that had happened, she expected to feel something, anything. Fear, anger, despair. But nothing, she felt absolutely nothing. It was the same at the pr...