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Ten Shades of Gray; B067 Start --- Private Thread
Topic Started: Aug 8 2010, 02:05 PM (9,379 Views)
ET.Requiem
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((Ash Morrison continued from A Pit Stop of Sorts))

"What is this?" She looked down at the bowing teenager. Being an outsider in all social circles but her own, she was not too familiar with the people that were in her grade. But she knew this 'gentleman' from his reputation and muttered words from conversations she overheard.

He was.... Dustin.

The 'player'. The man who broke hearts and ravished women with careless abandon. The blonde devil that flaunted his wealth and looks as if he was a king amongst men. A scoundrel of many talents and vices, with nothing in his grin but lust and greed.

Ash narrowed her icy grey eyes. He was not somebody to be trusted or even respected. Sure, he didn't deserve to die. But he wasn't the type she would try to save.

Even worse was the attention that he was paying to her. Was she to be his next catch? She would not allow that to happen, but he was already making his move. She had to get out of here, and fast.

"I do not need your help. Get out of my sight." Ash backed up a step, getting ready for a fight if necessary. She suspected that his type did not take rejection lightly.
V3 Character
B88: Jeff Thorne - Dead from gunshot wounds.

V4 Characters
B103 - Kevin Harding - Killed by a javelin.
G035 - Ash Morrison - Tumbled down a hill.
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ET.Requiem
Confused Writer
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Ash watched Dustin carefully. Though his ego was too big to be injured by a small remark such as that, she wasn't about to let her guard down around a scoundrel like that. Who knew what he was capable of in a 'game' like this?

She took a few steps back, placing Samya and Zach between her and the guitar playing fiend. Though they were part of the same team for now, she wasn't comfortable with turning her back to them.

"What will we do now? Camp down here for the night?" Ash looked at Zach warily. Staying here didn't sound like a bad idea. although having a 'player' show up here was an ever-present danger.

The announcement had rattled her, but she tried not to let it show. There weren't any names she recognized in it, except for one. Kris Hartmann.... Come to think of it, wasn't that the name of the girl who had been lying facedown on the ground?

She thought back. It... Oh, God. It was. Even somebody as ill as her was fully capable of killing others. This was not a good sign. The short, short time she had left to live was being steadily cut away with every death on this island. She had to do something about it. This unreasonable fear was driving her crazy. Her life, everything was going to end-

Ash slapped herself hard, snapping her out of this panicked daze. She couldn't let her emotions take over. She had to stay calm, and think rationally. She had to use her judgement here.

The red palm mark on her cheek would serve as a reminder of that. If she lost focus on her goal of getting out alive, it would bring nothing but pain and death to her.
V3 Character
B88: Jeff Thorne - Dead from gunshot wounds.

V4 Characters
B103 - Kevin Harding - Killed by a javelin.
G035 - Ash Morrison - Tumbled down a hill.
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ET.Requiem
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Their group had expanded to such an enormous size already. 7 people? That was certainly looking for disaster there. Their goals were not the same, that was certain. Ash was quite sure that the others wanted to simply survive instead of escape, which was much more practical given the circumstances.

Even then, she was reluctant to give up so easily on her goal. Only when the inevitable strife broke their group apart would she make her decision.

If even one of the others shared her wish to escape from this island, then she would stick to her guns and cooperate in order to try and find a way to break free of this horror.

But if they were all just going along with the 'game', then there would be no point in continuing. Freeing herself was impossible without the aid of others, no matter how she tried to spin it. It was a group effort or no effort at all.

She looked over the other people with a frozen expression on her face. Who among them were 'players'? Who would be the Judas of this motley band of students? The answer was still uncertain, but Ash knew that she would find that answer out soon. For now, it was time to focus on basic needs. Long-term thinking could wait until tomorrow.

"Until we find new supplies, we have to start rationing. We can go for a short time without eating." Her gaze turned over to Zach, her grey eyes seeming to grow dim in the light as she addressed the leader of their group. "If we don't, then we're going to be caught in a rut."
V3 Character
B88: Jeff Thorne - Dead from gunshot wounds.

V4 Characters
B103 - Kevin Harding - Killed by a javelin.
G035 - Ash Morrison - Tumbled down a hill.
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