Jace wandered through the forest. His mouth was dry, and he was starting to feel light headed; he couldn't remember the last time the scientists had fed him. He looked at the plant life around him, feeling stupid because he had no clue what was edible and what wasn't.

He tripped over a rock, and tumbled across the ground until he skidded to a halt in front of a cave. His fall had torn the shoulder of his jacket, and sliced the fabric across his chest, revealing pale, marbled skin, but he ignored the shallow cuts there. He could live.

Taking a tentitive step forewards, he called gently into the cave mouth, "H-hello?" His eyes were wide with fright.

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Poppy blinked, looking over the scientists that had been killed by the girl. She stumbled upon one, who's throat was sliced wide open, but he was breathing. Hardly. More like he was drowning in his own blood, left there to thrash around until he died.

She waved her hand over his face, using her psychic ability to stop all his working organs, so he would die without having to drown in his own blood. Despite what this man had done to her, she still could not watch him, or anyone, die a death like that.

Poppy continued walking, coming to a small body of water. A lake. She crouched down and cupped the cold water in her hands, splashing it over her face. she stood back up, breeze tugging at her long, flowing ginger hair, and continued to walk.

( Thar. o3o )

((What ever.))

A random character comes out of the dark and shanks all of shadowrider's charries.

((See-ya))

Jace paled, and his hands started to shake. "I-I s-s-stumbled," he said, swallowing. Stuttering had been a problem with him since he was young. His eyes were round like disks with fright, and he gripped the roses in his hands tighter.

"I e-escaped from the p-place they were holding me, and I was walking in the forest, w-when I t-tripped and stumbled across this c-cave." He gulped and added in a small voice, "Please don't hurt me." He was quivering.