forum Plane Crash RP!

Started March 07, 2018 by @WriteOutofTime

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"No!" Everyone jumped at Dara's outburst. She clamped a hand over her mouth, ashamed. Lowering her head and her voice, she said, "Sorry. I'm sorry. I just –I don't understand. It's not possible. I don't believe in…stuff like this."

Skye, being exhausted from the previous day's events, had fallen back asleep. At Dara's shout, she shot up and looked around frantically.

"It is possible. I was only one who heal. I always heal."

"Herti raid my home. All of us died, but me." she stated, "And they take most of map. The Herti will find you if we do not leave, plane was to big, crash to loud."

Dara picked at her fingernails, her hands shaking. "Okay. Okay. That's…okay. So what's happening exactly? Are you creating new cells? Are you just speeding up the natural process? How would someone go about doing that? Is it like…I don't know, chi? Or life force, or whatever? Is it…" she trailed off, continuing to mumble to herself.

"You are using many hard words. I know few. I heal, when blood runs dry, I make it flow, bones fix, skin comes back."

"What is chi?"

Dara snapped out of her trance, sighing, her ruined nails littering the bottom of the tent. "Never mind, Mihaka. I'm just going to accept it. Maybe i'm dreaming. Whatever. Let's talk about the Herti. Who are they?"

"Bad village who burn and destroy." The language was coming back to her, "And if you surrender, you are dead, or if they show mercy, a slave to them."

"If you are rich, they take all you have. If you are poor, you either die, or are a slave."

Dara nodded. "I'm sorry about your village," she said as an afterthought. "That must be hard for you. What type of weapons did the Herti use?"

"W-will they hurt us? This… this 'bad village'?" Robin had found a corner of the tent and was now sitting in it, his knees drawn up to his chest.

"Yes. You are in danger. There are survival kits on 'Plane', I found them and stored them in a hollow log, a few leagues from here."

Skye looked at Robin, smiling sadly. He reminded her of her younger siblings, and tears pricked the corners of her eyes. She blinked them away, then held out her arms to the kid.

"C'mere. It's gotta be hard waking up in a strange place with strange people," she murmured.

"I will get supplies, you rest here." Mihaka left, but not long after, a scream echoed through the wood.

Robin was confused and scared, but allowed Skye to hug him. His eyes welled up with tears as well as he considered the idea that his parents were probably dead if they hadn't heard word of them yet.

Dara stiffened at the sound of the scream. "Mihaka?" she called out, hurriedly crawling out of the tent. She glanced back at Skye and Robin. "Stay here and protect Robin!"

"Where is she going?" Robin looked up at Skye fearfully, not wanting anyone else to die here.

After a quick hug, Skye let go.

"I'm Skye," she introduced herself with a smile. "I've got younger siblings around your age."

Herti warriors grabbed Mihaka, knocking her out, and then saw Dara, and the tent. They dived in, and took them prisoner.

"To help," Skye stated simply. Letting go, she released Robin from her hug. She introduced herself, trying to change the subject. "I'm Skye. I've got younger siblings around your age.

"Leave the tent." One said to the other, in Mihaka's language.

Dara struggled against the warriors. They were tribal, with war paint and furs. They yelled out in a different language. However, what surprised and scared Dara most was their weapons. They carried guns. Not spears, or sticks, or something. But guns. "Run!" she screamed at the tent, hoping vainly they would understand.

The Herti tied the two girls together and marched off.