Fault Line
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Thread Topic: Fault Line
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I don't :O
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Nope :3 Sounds good to me.
I have to go for a bit but I will be back. .3. -
^^ Awesome.
Okie, I shall be awaiting your return~! -
I suddenly got a burst of inspiration for this. If anyone's on and willing, just drop a post. c:
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Sorry I've been late with this! D:
And sure, I'd love to hear your ideas. ^^ -
My ears are open ^-^
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^^ No problemo, Ana. How's that headache, by the way? I hope it has subsided.
So, Alden's company has basically been reduced to around five to ten men. And they're going to need to either flee or find another company to tag along with, seeing as ten men cannot possibly fend off any force. He also needs to find a nurse and/or doctor to take care of his wounds... I might be a bit of an idiot here, but what if eventually Alden ends up in America for medical care or something? .3. Never mind. Realizing stupidity of this idea now. *le sigh* -
It's much less now. :3 Thank you gurlie. ^^
No, I like that a lot! :D Then Charlie and Lisa can find him. -
I like it!
And what if it wasn't just his company, but alot of others as well? Then the militia would be looked for more people to join and fight and Camilla could. -
:3 Yes. That is genius, Hattie.
So, whose turn was it? xD -
I like that idea too, Hatty. :3
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I suppose it was mine, seeing as I hadn't posted in a while, but I think it'd be best to let one of you go first.
And if we go off of that, I believe it was Banana's turn. Unless you both would rather me to go. -
I don't mind, either way. :3
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I'll go. :3
Charlie took care of the girl, and was somehow able to convince the military to let her stay. It would be too dangerous to transport here away, and plus with such a large army base she was highly protected. On off time, he'd take her to what was left of the old PX. Most things had been cleared out for lack of resources, but she could still go to the toy section and play around.
"Charlie! Look!" She held up the piece of paper she was drawing on. He looked over and smiled. "What is it, Lisa?" "I drew stuff!" She giggled and gave it him. He looked over it, seeing the house she used to live in, of course from a kid's point of view, with a male and female adults next to a little girl and her bunny doll. Then stood another male, but it looked like him. "Heh, is this me?" He asked and pointed. "Yup! I brought you to meet mommy and daddy! They both like you very much!" He chuckled, ruffling her hair. "I'm glad they do." His smiled weakened a bit when he remembered the basement. His true 'meeting' of her parents was nothing lovely or happy at all. -
Alden let out a breath and picked up his gun and backpack. He'd need to find another company to join. His search might go on for miles, but he needed to have his arm fixed up as soon as possible. He inched out of his tent, still aware of the letters tucked under his shirt. Charlie. I'll be with you soon.
He woke up the remainder of the company. They gathered the last of their things and stalked off into the night, doing their best to avoid stepping on carcasses. They would have to trek for many miles before having hopes of catching sight of a military group on their side.
The fire of hope that had once burned brightly in Alden's heart had dimmed a bit. There was still a chance they could make it, but what if they were attacked along the way? Their small company of seven couldn't possibly take on any army.
"Let's hope the odds are in our favor, boys," an older soldier mumbled in his gruff voice.
"Yes. Let's," Alden replied, his voice taking on a vacant, spacey quality. He kept thinking of Charlie over in America... It was all he could do to keep pushing farther forward along their path. Every inch of him ached, especially his shoulder. He'd just have to hope and pray a little bit harder.
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