Bains grunted and rolled his eyes. She's going together herself killed. he thought, before running after her. Harper and the kids were safe, so he knew he didn't have to worry about them. Once the caught up to her, he stood beside her and watched. "You know why their doing this. They're trying to kill us." he said.
"I know, but I'm trying to see why. Why won't they just let us die on our own." Sam cautiously moved behind the men, took out her bow and arrow tips. She put the tip on a stick she found nearby and shot it at the two men. It went through silently and she was sure that they were dead, but she couldn't bring herself to care. She slung the bow over her again and put the clipboard, along with three bombs in her satchel. When she got back to behind the building, she had a cheeky smile on her face. "Don't underestimate me." She said before walking off to the woods so she could look over the plans in safety.
Harper tried to protest, but the time she managed to force words out of her throat, he was already gone. A thin layer of smog poured in as he opened the door. 'That's what making them cough,' she thought. 'Those bombs emit toxic fumes. They're trying to suffocate us!' She knew she couldn't leave the kids alone, but she also knew that if Bains was out there for much longer, he would die. "Don't move. I'll be right back." she said to the kids and left the shelter.
As Sam walked off, she saw some smoke-like substance following her and she chose to ignore it. She went up her favorite hiding spots in the trees and saw more and more of the smog coming towards her direction. She carved some rocks into tips and dipped them in a liquid that she made out of cyanide, bleach, ricin, and parts of the foxglove plant. One milliliter of the concoction that came in touch with even a paper cut, could kill the person. It didn't take her long to find the ingredients of the poison and create the arrow tips. Then out of nowhere, Sam coughed harshly and taking in one more breath, she fell out of the tree.
Bains rolled his eyes as Sam left. "I wasn't going to underestimate you." he grumbled. Why did girls always think he was against them? He started to walk back towards the bomb shelter when he suddenly felt light headed. Then he heard a large thump from somewhere near the woods, and he coughed. The smog was taking effect later than it should because of his bandanna, but it was starting to work its way into his system. Poison. I'm going to die. They're poisoning us. The thought ran wildly through his foggy head. I have to get out… I have to get to shelter… He began to stumble around some, loosing all sense of balance and direction.
Harper eventually found Bains in the fog and grabbed his wrist, and heaved him onto her back. After dropping him in the shelter, and a 10-second break she went out to find anyone else stuck out there.
(could I join?)
Bains sat up coughing, gripping his chest tightly. Who had put him in the shelter? He looked around, doing a headcount of the kids, and then he realized. Harper!
( I mean probably, it doesn't say closed )
(I might just stalk it for now)
(Yeah you can join)
She ran forward a few yards and she saw a girl lying on the ground next to a tree, coughing. She got her on her back and ran toward the shelter, shutting the door behind her, and putting a piece of wood on the handles so it wouldn't come back open. Pain wracked her lungs and she coughed hard. Her body was covered in cuts and bruises and her head ached.
Bains crawled over to Harper and began patting her back, trying to help her get the stuff out of her system. Then he looked over and saw Sam on the ground, letting out a short huff.
(I'll join when this whole explosion thing is over because it's a weird time to suddenly enter)
Sam let out a deep cough before looking at her surroundings. "Where is my satchel?" She said groggily while feeling around for it. She managed to get about 5 of her arrow tips in the satchel but she wasn't sure about the poison, and she didn't want any little kids getting their hands on it. She got up and saw the kid from earlier and another person in the shelter. "If I can find my bag, maybe I'll be able to know what this is and why they are doing this.
(Yo here's my character I'll join later
Name: Wylen Davenport
Nickname(s): Wy
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Sexuality/Romantic Orientation: Questioning
Likes/Dislikes: Sketching, reading, meddling with robots/death, destruction, the war
Special Skills: ASL (he went deaf when he was ten), drawing, running long distances, cooking
Personality: Generally kind, quiet, loves making friends but it's hard for him, gentle
Appearance: Golden red hair in waves, pale skin, faint freckles everywhere, hazel eyes that usually look green
Clothing: Pale green button down shirt, tan cargo pants, black stained boots
Weapon: Knife and slingshot)
Bains took his jacket from a little boy holding it out to him and put it back on, crossing his arms. "Its probably where Harper found you. But you can't go out there now, not until the smog disappears." said Bains. "But, if you can figure out exactly what it is that their poisoning us with, do you think we could make an antidote?" he questioned, beginning to get worried about all the other people outside.
"Maybe, it really depends if I still remember what plants do what from my books as a kid." Sam got up from the floor and brushed off her jacket. She looked out at the little bit of light coming into the shelter and had no idea what it was. "I need my bag if I can do anything though. I'm not a medic or a scientist so I'll just have to wing it."
Bains nodded and stood up, beginning to tend to some of the kids.
(Noice character)
(ha thanks)
"It seems as if the smog has cleared out and I don't hear anymore bombs." Sam removed the wood from the door and headed out, remembering to close the door behind her. She ran back to the tree and found her bag and weapons that had fallen out. The poison spilled but she could careless. The only thing that would be affected by it was the ground. She took the clipboard and read it as she walked back to the shelter. "I found out why they are doing this and where they are holding the other weapons. But I doubt we will be able to get them."
"Wait, where? And why?" Bains asked, letting the kids all sip out of his water canteen.
( sorry, I should've mentioned Bains has a bag. This stuff isn't just magically appearing… )
Sam flipped the paper over and skimmed through the large amount of text. "Apparently they've noticed the robots malfunctioning and decided to stop wasting money and kill us off. They are also holding the weapons at their base and they have tons of things. I'd rather not try to get it because they have heavy security around it." She put the clipboard away and took out the small amount of paper were she kept the recipes for poisons and medicines. She only knew a small amount and doubted what she had on there would help.
"But why waste their weapons on a bunch of kids? There's gotta be something bigger going on. Maybe they're trying to kill our side of the war and they want us to die so that there won't be any more soldiers drafted to fight. Whatever it is, they just think it would be easier for us to be dead." She said this quiet enough so that the kids didn't hear. They were currently playing a hand-clapping game.