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Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Micheal woke up outside the plane. He was still in his seat. His ribs hurt and he crawled out and yelled help me out here
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

William blinked a few times, completely and utterly fazed. His head swam with pain and his entire body was shaking. He felt extremely dizzy, and his vision was cloudy. After a few minutes, he managed a groan as he realized where he was. He had a torn up jacket on, which was suspending him, upside down, from a tree. His black cross which was formed by two nails necklace dangled in front of his face. After a few moments of pointless writhing, he fell to the ground, free of his jacket. He stood up, using the tall palm tree for support. He ran one of his hands through his somewhat-long jet black hair, looking around. His blue eyes cleared up after awhile, allowing him to see where he was. He slumped against the tree, his left ankle badly sprained. He parted his parched and lips. Is there anyone out there?! , he shouted as loud as he could. He broke into a fit of coughs, and leaned against the tree.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Melanie heard several shouts coming from where she thought she had come from. Seeing the others busy inside of the plane, she decided to see if she could help whoever else was out there. A little steadier on her feet, she tried to jog through the thick slurping sand as she followed the yells. A little further into the jungle that surrounded them, she found a boy lying against a tree. He looked bad and seemed to have trouble breathing. Hey, are you alright? She walked closer and knelt down next to him. Can you walk? Do you remember what happened? Come on, lets get you out of here and over to the others.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

He nodded painfully to her, using her as a brace to stand, taking the weight off his left foot. He was fairly skinny. I'm sorry. I don't remember... how. I hit my head in the trees, as well as my ribs and legs. He broke into another coughing fit, before noticing a metal shard poking from his shirt. He groaned. I need to get to them... quickly...
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Melanie helped him stand, holding him with her right side so he didn't bump into her injured arm. He looked bad. She put his arm over her shoulder and slowly aimed him back toward the plane. I'm Mel. Don't worry, you'll be fine, I'm sure. As they got closer to the plane, she called out. Hey! Hello! A little help! There's still more injured people out here!!
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

He nodded, still a bit unsure. As they approached the plane, he started to feel dizzy. He stumbled a little and nearly fell, using her again as a brace. His hair started to get in his eyes, and he couldn't do much about it. Thanks, he whispered.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Mel reached out, catching him, hissing as the ragged cut up her left arm reopened and began bleeding again. No problem. They got to the threshold of the ship and stepped carefully inside. She tried to situate them so neither would get hurt with all the jostling going on as she attempted to sit him in a nearby seat. Just take it easy. The piece of metal sticking from his side worried her, but other than that, his injuries probably weren't so bad. She had been a lot luckier than he was.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Clair soon got up and walked to the plane. she heard a shout come from it and decided what the heck. she walked into the plane to see a boy stuck in his seat so she looked around the plane for something to help him out. she saw it a small knife and picked up and walked to the boy saying do not worry just cutting you free.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Thanks he said. He really hurt himself this time. He helped himself up and held his ribs. What's you're name girl he asked the girl. At least his legs weren't broken.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Can you get me... a med kit? He asked Mel. He was in desperate need of one, the metal almost impaled in his lung. He would occasionally cough, but tried to bot show his pain, although he had a throbbing headache, broken ankle, and a stab wound.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Melanie nodded. I'll see if I can find anything like that in the wreckage. Just hold on. If we're lucky, maybe we can find help elsewhere on the island. I'll be right back. Mel stood, nervous to be leaving him in such a condition. She climbed up the isle toward a section of the plane that was more or less intact, hoping to find a medical kit in the stewardess section between the different areas of the plane.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

the name is Clair let me help you she put her arm around him and using her good arm she helped him off the plane. she had grabbed a med kit on the way out. she was going to put her sore arm in a sling and put something on this guy's ribs.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

William nodded to Mel as she left, leaning back in the seat. His head was throbbing, he was slowly suffocating, and on top of it all had amnesia. He groaned as he turned to his side, and looked at the metal shard. He considered ripping it out, but decided the smart thing to do is wait till he can bandage the wound as he did it.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

Melanie trembled, making her way past several dead bodies. It was horrifying, but she was able to handle it. Maybe the shock hadn't completely worn off? She didn't find anything in the stewardess' cabins, so she continued moving around. She threw aside some luggage, trying not to strain her injured arm. Under another classmate's body she found a bag. Pulling on it, she saw it had the red cross symbol. Carefully picking her way back down to where she had left the boy, she held it out. Well, I found something. Let's hope it has what we need. She sat down in a nearby seat and riffled through the bag. There were butterfly stitches and alcohol, that would certainly help with her arm. There was also a need and medical thread, a thermal blanket, a few rolls of bandages, and other miscellaneous items. Jackpot.
Thread: The (Im)Perfect Getaway (Still Open)

He nodded, removing the needle and thread. He quickly ripped out the metal, only groaning in pain as he bit back a scream. He started to stitch himself, and he felt as if he had done it before... somewhere... A flashback played in his head. He was in the woods, camping with a friend. This was about a month before now. He tripped and fell, blood leaking from a new gash on his leg from a broken beer bottle that had been lying on the ground. He started to cry, and William's friend got a first aid kit. William ripples out the glass shard and screamed, and started to painfully stitch himself, wondering why he couldn't just go to someone for help... He snapped out of it, finished anyways. He found the old gash on his leg, admiring it for a second before switching his gaze back to Melanie. He bandaged the stitches, just in case. He extended a hand to her. I'm William. Thank you.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Yeah, mom. I'll tell dad. Vanessa sighed, sitting at her desk in her room. Her mother's flight had just been canceled due to snow. This not only meant she was snowed in with her step father but she would probably have to spend Christmas alone with him. Love you too. Bye. She hung up her cell phone and headed downstairs, pulling a sweater over her head to cover up her spaghetti strapped shirt. She wore a pair of blue jeans that hugged her hips. Yo, daddy o! She called. That was one of the things she called him for fun. She found him in the kitchen. Mom won't be home tomorrow. Her flight got canceled. She said, hopping up on the counter so she was sitting with her back to the counter. She knew most of the time he hated when she did this but it was mostly when her mother was there to complain as well. Whatcha making? She asked, peeking over at what smelled so good. She pushed a curl that strayed from the clip at the top of her head.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Henry was not sure why they had not all gone together, it would have been far easier and now with the weather problems he was already fearing that his wife may not return in time for Christmas. Making sure that everything was ready for lunch just in case he had decided to make some extra tarts and pies, who knows how hungry he may get as he heard her footsteps then words, blue eyes rolled backwards as he noticed the way she was sitting on the bench. Her pet name for him one thing, this another that annoyed him slightly and glaring a little longer. Mince pies for Christmas. You sure that flight is fully cancelled then.He said and continued to pack the ingredients into the pastry cases. Just you and me, oh what fun that shall be He said with a sarcastic tone.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Geez, Henry, could you just pretend that you like having me for a daughter? Nessa rolled her eyes back at him, grabbing a few marshmallows from the opened bag next to her. She bit off a part of one, letting it melt in her mouth for a moment before chewing and swallowing it. Yeah, she said there won't be another flight available until next week but she'd bring us home something extra special. She told him, popping the other half of the marshmallow into her mouth. She sniffed at the air and nodded in approval. It smells good. She said, watching as his large hands worked on the delicate dough. So I guess that means Christmas is still on? She asked hopefully. That was one thing she looked forward to all year besides her birthday.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

A sly grin spread across his face as he listened to her words, glancing at her from the corner of one eye with an almost evil inside chuckle echoing around his body. The last few months had seen him keep a few things secret to his wife, little did his darling daughter in law know but he had to keep up the pretense of being an evil step father. It was something that had started when he first entered both of their lives and was something he liked having as a way of doing most things he liked, yes he did like her and would not change that. Laughing softly Of course Christmas is still on, we always celebrate it. Eyes met hers briefly, sparkling he downed a few sips of the liquor he was using to soak the minced fruit in before recapping the bottle and striding across to the small cabinet, opening the left hand side and placing the glass in it. Hope you managed to get all your shopping done.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

And the wine that's in the fridge is still going to be opened with dinner? Nessa said batting her eye lashes at him though she knew it wouldn't do any good. Either he'd let her or he wouldn't. Her mother had promised her and it was a tradition, one that she hoped Henry would keep up while her mother was away. She watched fascinatingly when he brought the lip of the liquor bottle to his mouth. Her mother had a rule that she was ever going to drink, it would be under their roof and no where else. She had never found herself to be a big drinker but there was something sexy about a man drinking straight from a bottle. Yup. She said with a nod to get herself out of her daydream. I shopped online last month and got everything.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Henry knew what reaction him drinking straight from the bottle got from her mother, one of the first things that had got them together and now he had a feeling it was happening to her daughter. Laughter filled the kitchen as he prepared the last batch of pies for cooking, opening the oven and taking out one to put on the cooling rack placing the fresh ones in and closing it before setting the timer, eyes meeting hers briefly. Glad to hear that He said before striding towards the smaller cupboards and taking out two glasses, placing one down in front of her and sliding next to it a smaller bottle of wine. Care to join me early.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Vanessa eyes followed him as he went about getting some of the food ready. A smile spread across her face for her step father as he past her the glass. I'd love to. She said. At least he was nice enough to let her drink outside of just at dinner or when her mother was around. You know I'll never pass up a nice bottle of wine. She told him, running a hand through her wild curls. She waited for him to open and pour the wine, hoping he wasn't just teasing her with false hope. She always wondered what her step father's motives were when he was overly annoyed with her one minute and nicer to her the next. She bit her lower plump lip, thinking about it.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Henry smiled as he poured the sparkling white wine into the glass, his recollections from the first few days to now were so different. Oh indeed he had a few motives and they would have shocked Vanessa's mother, he liked them both but still had to keep up some pretenses when certain people were around. Taking his glass and the bottle he strode towards the lounge. Come join me and we can finish this off tonight. Plenty left for tomorrow.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Vanessa slipped off the counter and followed him, her glass in toe. He never usually let her drink in here just in case she got sloshed and spilled something. You sure it's okay I join you? She asked, taking a seat on the sofa. She watched him with a small smile. She liked him when he was in a good and generous mood. Should we toast to something? She asked not drinking from her glass yet.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Henry's blue eyes darkened as he watched her enter the room and sit not far from him, laughing softly he topped his own glass up and placed the bottle down on the large coffee table before taking a sip from his glass. We can toast to all of us being safe this Christmas for a start.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Charity smiled and nodded. That's perfect. She said, sipping a little of her wine. It tasted just as she remembered it from her birthday about six months ago. She much preferred it to the taste of every other alcoholic beverage she'd tried. Thank you. She said for the wine again. She sipped a little more of it. Did you get yourself anything for Christmas? She asked.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Henry smiled and watched from the corner of his right eye as she drunk some of the wine, nodding his head slightly before shaking it and setting his glass down and stretching legs out a little. I got you and your Mother gifts, those are the two most important people in my life.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Do I get a hint on what you got us? Charity asked with a smile. She sipped some more of her wine, wondering why he didn't drink any just set his down. She ran a hand through her hair as she took another sip of her drink. She had gotten both her mother and Henry a couple of things for Christmas with her babysitting money.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Henry smiled at her before reaching for his glass, taking several sips he let eyes roam around the room aimlessly before settling on the fireplace and a small ornament depicting two teddy bears hugging. You will just have to wait and see. He said.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Charity stuck her tongue out at him playfully. She watched him look around the room. Her eyes moved back to her drink, swirling around a little in her hand. She sighed, contently. I love Christmas. It's the perfect time of year. She looked up at him and smiled.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

His eyes met hers and returning the smile warmly he laughed softly and relaxed back further on the couch, tonight may get colder yet and the fireplace would be a good place to stay near he thought to himself. Just for the presents I assume.He said teasingly.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

No, everyone's a lot nicer, cheerier too. Charity said smiling at him. That and everything was warm and cuddly. Even if it was cold outside, you could always cuddle by the fire and with a hot cup of coco. You have to admit that there's an air to Christmas that no other time has. She told him and smiled.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

He returned the smile, widely and warmly now before standing and walking casually across to the fire. Stoking the embers he soon had the colorful flames dancing away again so brightly that they would need no other source of light for the room, turning off the main overhead lights he sat back down on the couch and took a few sips of his wine before refilling his glass not before taking another few sips from the bottle longer ones this time hoping that she caught him doing it.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Biting her lip, Charity couldn't help but notice him as he drank from the bottle. Her breathe quickened slightly as she thought about how sexy he looked with the bottle rip against his mouth. She knew it was wrong to think like that but, the looked delicious. She swatted his arm playfully, hoping to get the images of how sexy he was out of her mind. Great now I'm going to be drinking your spit all night. She joked before finishing off her glass. She held it out for him to refill her. More please. She smiled at him.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

He knew that indeed she had taken notice of him drinking from the bottle, it was subconsciously stirring within himself that feelings did lay there for her but what would she think as he blinked innocently at her while filling the glass up. Laughing softly. I am sure you could handle that and more.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

She smirked at him, shaking her head. More like what? she stuck her tongue out at him playfully. Her stomach knotted as she wondered just what he meant by that. He had often said things to her with double meanings and that always drove her crazy. She didn't know if he was meaning to or not.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

He grinned a little at her playful gesture with tongue, wishing that he could do many things with it and before the end of the night he just might as he pulled her close and kissed her cheek softly. Oh I am sure you like sucking.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

She leaned into his body, closing her eyes as he kissed her cheek. Sucking what? She asked softly, nearly breathless. Just as before, his double meanings were driving her crazy. Her breasts ached for attention as they subtly pressed into his side. I love sucking on Popsicle and suckers. She teased him softly.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Henry felt her young nubile body lean into his, ears absorbing her questioning words much like a mop or sponge did with any liquid substance before laughing softly and tracing fingertips lightly down her back. Oh just sweet food huh, you don't like salty food to suck on. He said softly.
Thread: Forbbiden Desires (SparrowXNightstalker Closed)

Charity thought about it for a moment, repressing a shiver as his fingertips slid down her spine. Well they don't make a lot of salty things to suck on now do they? I can't think of one. She said with a frowned. What would be something salty to suck on? She asked him innocently.
Thread: (Middie) Legacy of Mana (Devvx)

Rolan's eyes moved from crew member to crew member as they talked about where the ship was going, he had read about Lancing, seen it on maps, though he knew little else about it. Rolan's eyes moved back to the captain, noticing the expression on her face he frowned and shifted his weight to the other foot, his stance changing to his irritated one. Rolan's eyes narrowed more when she spoke about his clothing, the elaborate ceremonial attire was out of place, despite the fact that it was nowhere as elaborate as the outer robes that he wore on the ceremony day. The boy was tempted to state loudly that it was not a dress, but with a sigh the boy resigned and followed the two pirates inside the ship into a room. Rolan's eyes scanned about the room looking at the messier side, then the cleaner side, noticing the difference between the two, and noticing all the Magitech that lie on the ground, immediately his curiosity was piqued. He kept silent however and payed attention to the pirate and the captain, giving the male a small smile when gently handed some clothing, but scowling again when the captain handed him a blue bandanna, promising that it would protect him from pickpockets and thieves. 'like I have anything to steal...' that wasn't entirely true, he still had his amulet, which was priceless. Rolan gave her a suspicious but shrugged, the piratess fooling the young prince rather easily. Rolan stepped away to wherever was suitable before Rolan undressing and put on the clothes provided. He tried on the clothing, finding the fabric incredibly rough compared to the fine highland silk that he had worn previously, and after scratching at his arm a couple times he tore a strip from his old rather battered tunic and used to tie his hair into a ponytail. The Roth were probably on the look for a blonde boy about his age... but Rolan rarely went around like such, it was Arcadian tradition after all. After he was finished, he took a look at the blue bandana and with another shrug tied it around his wrist, having a little difficulty but managed to get it to wrap around his arm like a wristband. Rolan stepped out into view, wearing the outfit that was provided for him, smiling sheepishly. This look good? If he were in his palace now he would probably be dragged back to his room, it certainly wasn't how a Prince should dress, and he was glad for that. Rolan looked almost nothing like he did before, especially with his hair tied. The boy still had absolutely no clue about the bandanna now tied about his forearm, what it meant, so he was satisfied with the outfit. Boy would he be not be happy, though only time would tell how he find out the true purpose of that bandanna. Rolan still had questions about the Magitech lying around and he was still curious about what role he would have on the ship. So whats in lancing? he asked, he wouldn't be able to buy anything there, unless he had money.
Thread: Mimosa x warraw

It was closing in on midnight as the conspirators started to pour out of the cellar of the abandoned inn. Among the last of the stragglers was Helena Kane, a pretty young creature who talked a lot during the meetings and knew how to wield a rapier better than a socially desirable woman should have. In truth, though, she wasn't as socially desirable as her dress might suggest--as far as her life went, it was either revolution or the whorehouse, and she'd chosen revolution. Not that she objected to sex by any means. She was just too easily bored with mundanity and routine. The ideals of her comrades had managed to permeate her skull in the past few years, but truthfully, she could care less about the plight of the poor and the tyranny of the King. She needed something to do, and if that something was conspiring to tie down the King and take off his head, then so be it. Just another lost soul who thought her life might be more worthwhile if she spiced it up by doing terrible things. Standing at the back of the stone chamber, she blew out the candles, but left one. The light bounced off the fiery red curls of her hair and she appeared ghostlike in the dim lighting. It was quiet now. If she didn't know better, she might have thought she was alone in the chamber. But she did know better. What's it going to be tonight, eh? She smirked. The whole place smelled of hay and beer and burning wax and burning hair and sweat and bile and something else, an undertone, heavy, sharp, offensive.