Despite the sudden flurry of activity and excitement, Helen yawned. There were two mains reasons people yawned, they were bored or they were tired. She suspected hers was the second of the two. It was late in the day, she'd barely slept the night before seeing as she'd been alone in the woods and su...

The kid, whoever he was, didn't seem to be overly bothered by their complete and utter lack of acceptance. Helen was relieved that she'd shown up when she had and apparently not looked too scary, and also felt a small amount of pride that she hated herself for. Still, her inner child was going they ...

Letting out something that she vaguely remembered as being a laugh (she hadn't laughed in three days, and couldn't remember going that long without ever before in her life), Helen lay back on the grass and settled the back of her head in the palms of her hands. She felt... strangely content. As if s...

They let her sit with them; Helen had never felt so relieved. Plonking herself onto the grass on the other side of Dave, Helen took a moment to rearrange herself until she was relatively comfortable, allowing a smile in spite of herself. It was strange how she'd never met any of these people before....

((Helen Wilson continued from Bats & Rats & Blind Cave Salamanders )) She had never gotten around to building a sandcastle. Instead, Helen had spent her time trying to shake off the people she'd met in the tunnels, and then run what she reckoned was south, based on the sea and her map. The f...

((Helen Wilson continued from Surgical Interventions )) Bent double, she might not have even done the surgery, her gait was exactly the same. Only this time, the pain was worse. The local anaesthetic and adrenaline had worn off a hour ago, and ever since then, she had been in agony. Clutching at the...

Phoebe sniffed, feeling guilt for crying. It was awkward at the best of times, let alone on an island surrounded by cameras, but she couldn't stop herself. It took all her self control to maintain quiet tears, and to not descend into full blown sobbing. She had never been one of those people who cou...

((I'm really sorry, been away!)) Phoebe jumped as Marcus spoke. Her first move was to look for her baton, then she remembered that she was never going to be able to use it as a weapon against anyone. Her mind whirred faster than she could keep up with it, and she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment ...

G031, Phoebe Cho - START Perhaps it was always going to end up this way. Slim fingers curled around the stiff collar that adorned her neck. Images flashed through her mind. Every little bit of the programme she had ever seen. Of people who were apparently friends shooting each other and smothering ...

"Hey Acacia. You, um... you heard all that didn't you?" Nodding imperceptibly in the darkness, Acacia sat down, cross-legged, on the floor to Roman's left. The moon was behind her, casting her face into shadow, and she watched her own profile flit across him before she settled back against...

It had worked. Acacia had spent a fair portion of their day long journey wondering how she was going to break it to Roman that twin senses weren't real, it was just a series of coincidences and knowing someone really well that led people to believe in it. But somehow, from across the island, through...

((Acacia Salinger continued from Living In The Aftermath )) It had taken her nearly half an hour after the announcements were up that she'd actually thought about them. Mostly she'd been trying to make sure Roman didn't keel over and fall to pieces, and she was immensely grateful to have Jojo and Si...

Acacia smiled properly for the first time that day, shouldering her bag. She adjusted her dual layer of vest tops so that they looked good, an unconscious gesture, though she realised as she was doing it that she probably looked like she was playing up for the cameras. Still, no harm in playing up a...

Acacia accepted the gun back from Roman with a shaking hand, and hesitantly loaded it; following some vague instinct that might have been from an old movie as she closed the cylinder and looked critically at the gun. It felt heavier now, and any sense of uselessness was gone. She felt... powerful. A...

Acacia regarded the sun beam with vague curiousity. She'd seen police baton's before, but not one like this, it was somehow more lethal looking, but with guns (loaded ones that is) wielded couldn't see how it could really be useful except in the hands of a strong person. Perhaps someone from the wre...