meat_mooks ([personal profile] meat_mooks) wrote in [community profile] trans_92012-04-08 02:03 am

Survivalist Plot: We Wear Out All Our Prayers

DAY 6

The break of the new day finds the crew members scattered. Clef and Maxine have made it to the radio tower; Cedric and Howard have woken up in an abandoned house and are making their way there to join them; and having been attacked, Diana has been separated from Karis and is somewhere in the town.

With their opponents growing more and more clever, the time to escape is now. They may be dead before they get another chance.
theboywhodied: (Weighed down)

[personal profile] theboywhodied 2012-04-14 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Cedric is...beaten. Done. What's the point in going on? He's gone and gotten his closest friend killed. If he'd only been faster, tackled the monster, forced it to eat him instead...Howard would be here, making his way toward his new life like he's supposed to be.

But he's not, and Cedric's here, because Cedric didn't move in time.

He kneels next to Clef, openly sobbing. In his head, he can almost hear Howard complaining about how much water he's wasting on this.

But that doesn't matter. He clings to his friend's body one last time, whispering a goodbye that definitely sounds lifeless. It takes him some time to register the other voices and the other questions. Everything sounds so far away, so meaningless compared to the great loss.

"I'll fight them," Cedric whispers, his voice almost unintelligible through the sobs.
windwitch: (fright)

[personal profile] windwitch 2012-04-16 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
When Maxine arrives, just behind Clef, she doesn't know how to react at first-- it's a mixture of fear and hurt. And maybe a little bit of that guilt, too. She doesn't know that there's anything she could have possibly done, but she's a hero, so it comes anyway. Even after what happened to Bridge. No one deserves to die, after all.

"Oh..." the red head is stunned into silence, covering her mouth with one hand. When she finally does manage to speak, it's quiet and meek. She squeezes her eyes shut for a moment, to try to compose herself. All she manages to say is "I'm sorry."

She knows they're right though-- they don't have a lot of time. She just wishes it weren't like this.

((ooc: sorry for the slow/fail tag sob))