Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-27458579-20170704014211

As I hear conversation happening around me, I'm unable to detect their exact locations. Voices of all tones. Both calm, stuttering, coughing, and painful chokes are emerging from somebody's throat that are near me. I push myself up from the sandy floor and begin to follow the voices. With each tedious step, they grow louder, and louder, and louder. And then finally I see it; the group of people that I saw earlier. Both girls and boys of all skin colors. I decide to walk up to them quietly, my footsteps absolutely silent as my head is lowered but my gaze is as strong as can be. I don't take my eyes off of them once. What happened, though? They all seem to be be ill or coughing. Why was I not a subject of this sudden illness? Did I escape the fumes in time? Who knows. All I know is that I'm slightly sore and have blood on my arms. I disregard any feelings I may be experiencing and decide to walk over to the group. The messy side braid that lays over my left shoulder indicates that I had been through something explosive, as it's much looser than it was when I originally braided it.

"Hello," I say, cautious and hoping these people are friendly. "who are you guys?" I ask this because I genuinely don't know. I don't know if they're a threat or not. Do they have weapons? I don't. All I have to my advatage here is that I'm great with weapons, except I don't have any. Who knows, maybe I'll find them somewhere on this island. I mean, this island seems to be man made. Perhaps there are secret passageways and rooms filled with supplies?

I walk forth towards them a little more and straighten my posture during. My light blue eyes must be gleaming onto each and every individual human here, because I am practically studying and memorizing their appearances, height, and estimated weight. I lean in closer, assuming they didn't hear me the first time over their coughing and moaning from the pain. "Hello, who are you?"