Rift (RP)

[Sora_Rox_My_Sox]

The boy she saved could only nod. He then reached up and grazed her cheek, and Taylor blushed. "You're welcome." She replied as he left his hand fall back to his side. She suddenly wished that everybody wasnt watching her. His breathing was struggled, but at least he was alive. She grabbed the umbrella closest to her and propped it into the sand so they boy was in the shade. "Where you on that plane crash?" She asked him as she helped him into a sitting posistion.

Destiny and the rest of her friends were gathered around her and this new boy. She looked into his eyes, then looked away. "Are you sure you're ok? My name is Taylor." She said with a smile, hoping to keep him conscious.

[Stavros]

Stavros sat up with a grunt. His whole body seemed to hate him at this moment. Everything hurt like hell. " Were you on that plane that crash? Are you ok? " She asked with a concerned voice.

He nodded as he spit a little water into the sand on the other side of him. There was a little blood, but he didn't want to concern her with it, he would hate to have to do that to someone that he already owed his life to. "I thought. . .I was dead. . .It was. . ." His voice trailed off.

"I think I'll be fine." He said as he tried to move to his knees, but he couldn't move the tiniest bit. He let out a soft moan, but hoped that she wouldn't worry.

[Sora_Rox_My_Sox]

It was too obvious he was in unstable condition. "Here, you should relax for now." She said as she gently brought him back down to the ground. She carefully looked over the rest of him, checking for any scratches or other types of wounds. "Do you have somewhere to stay? Family here or anything? If you dont, I believe i can help." She told him as she gently held his arm. It was shaking, and he was probably going to be in shock for a long time.

"Dont worry, you're safe here now." She smiled brightly as she said it, looking into his eyes.

[Stavros]

Stavros sighed, I wasn't really looking for charity. . . He might have said that under his breath, but he wasn't sure. He didn't really like to depend on people, but he'd be stupid to pass something like this up. There's a lot worse things that could happen to him in his state. " He looked back into her eyes, but then looked away, "No. . .And now my yen's all soaked. . .Hopefully I still have my credit cards, but I'm even sure about that. . ." He said, still avoiding her eyes.

[Devious]

Dæxx arrived in God-knows-where with a pounding headache and a rushing mind. He had received an emergency news report on his mobile about a sudden plane crash somewhere just off shore. Despite the delay of his flight, he was glad that he was safe along with the rest of the passengers on board. For some reason, his dreams entered his mind and struck his headache with a force that nearly threw him to the ground.

Unknown:"The Rift will be opening soon! Protect yourself!"

"But I need to take care of my little sister! She's everything to me! Don't you dare tell me what to do with my life. I don't know what this 'Rift' is, but it won't take what I cherish most! I don't have the time to waste on your nonsense."

Unknown:"What you cherish will not matter once it hits. Your time, along with all time, is relevant. . ."

"Pull yourself together Dæxx. . . It was just a dream. . . Why are you worrying so much?"

Dæxx mumbled this to himself as he fumbled through his shoulder bag for a couple of Aspirin. He exited the terminal and picked up his luggage before heading to the taxi service center. He didn't want to head towards a hotel just yet. He wanted to sit around in the sun. He couldn't control what came out of his mouth next. He knew of what had just happened and how close he was to the supposed crash site, but said it anyway.

"Can you drop me at the beach? I need to relax."

". . . Time is relevant. . ."

[Sora_Rox_My_Sox]

Something about this boy was differant, or maybe it was just her. Taylor sat and watched the people around her dissipate, until eventually only her, Stavros, and her friends remained. An akward silence had settled over all of them, none knowing what to say next.

"Where you the only one to make it off your plane?" She asked him, hoping to strike up conversation. He was avoiding eye contact, which struck her as odd. Did i say or do something? Maybe he is still adjusting to everything... She thought as she played with the sand around her towel. Now she was begining to avoid looking at him, a hint of embarassment on her face. The streets were busy with cars and cabs, speeding away to who knows where.

Hey Taylor, we're gonna go for a bit. I got some errands to run and they all have to be somehwere. See ya." Amanda, Taylors friend said as they all walked away, leaving the two in a settling akward silence.

[AngelofDestiny]

It was a bright sunny day in Manchester and that was why Dawn loved to just to sit down at Piccadilly Gardens and relax. She watched the little kids run into the fountains, splash and play about like any ordinary children would do so. It was at times like these when she would want to be a child herself again. Dawn glanced at her watch knowing that she was supposed to be collecting that Martina Cole book her mum had wanted her to get while she was down here. She got to her feet again ten minutes later and hurried off to Waterstones to buy it. But whilst she was there, Dawn could hear that very strange voice again. "The rift is coming ... it is coming sooner than you think." Looking around to see if anyone else could hear it, well, no one did. No one seemed to be disturbed by what they were doing. Dawn supposed that this voice was ... what was the word? Telepathic? But wasn't that quite impossible? Well, impossible didn't happen to be in Professor Evans' dictionary. He liked the POSSIBLE and the endless possibilities of many strange things. No wonder Dawn thought he was crazy ...

She returned back to the Gardens and then sat down again thinking about the voice she had just heard. Maybe she was out of her mind? Was something bothering her that she wasn't really aware of? Dawn couldn't stay here much longer. She walked off away from the Gardens and then started making her way to the bus stop. But oh, something just HAD to get in the way. Damn roadworks were taking place and there wasn't a way of getting through, unless she either took the long away around the next street or take the shortcut through the alleyway. Well, there was only one easy option and she'd take it, anyway. She glared coldly at the workmen, who didn't notice her at all, and proceeded to the alleyway, which was quite unusually dark at this time of day. Dawn heard some things happening, but decided to ignore them. As much as she hated these kind of dark alleyways, this was her only shortcut to the bus stop. She especially didn't want to be on the receiving end of the idiots on that street.

[sephiroth2]

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"Well, I'm grateful for you helping me..... I think. But you didn't answer my question. Where am i?" the tall man heard Siri say, just before she took off her wet lab coat, and placed on a pair of sunglasses.
"I don't exactly know!" said the man, continuing to have a blank stare on his face as he said that. "I don't remember much, up until the point of when I found you!" said the man.

[kago]

"I don't exactly know! I don't remember much, up until the point of when I found you!" The tall man told Siri.

"Don't know, don't you live here!? How am i suppossed to find out where i am if you don't even know where you are?" Siri began to get unpatient. "By the way.. never mind." Siri cut herself off from asking him his name. What if he doesn't know his name, then he wouldn't tell her and she might have to tell him hers. She didn't want to give out her name if she's not going to get his name.

[sephiroth2]

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"Don't know, don't you live here!? How am i supposed to find out where i am if you don't even know where you are? By the way.. never mind." the tall man heard Siri say, with a little bit of annoyance in her voice.
"I'm sorry I can't be of more help!" said the man.

"I've been walking for so long, I've stopped keeping track of where I am! I've had so many blackouts, and after each one I don't remember where I am! I don't think I told you my name. I'm Sleif!" said the man to Siri.

[Zildjian]

Tre and Clay had been searching the city, trying to blend in. It was quite hard of course, considering two pirates in modernday Manchester was kind of odd. They had stole some fruit and water from a local outdoor market. Clay pickpocketed a tall man and got his credit card and $300. To pirates, credit cards were worthless, so he threw it out. It was during their time of plundering and etc when a cop approached them. He had this disgusted look on his face as he said, "Hello. Welcome to Manchester. You look lost. Allow me to help you." The cop got close to smell Tre's breath, and when he was close enough, Tre shoved his small knife into the man's gut, and he fell to the ground bleeding as the two outlaws dragged him into a dumpster and ran.

It was then that the two approached a worksite. The construction workers were big boned with grease covering their shirts and faces. They wore ripped jeans stained with paint. Clay looked at the men with disgust, ironically, considering the way he himself was dressed that morning. Tre turned his attention to a young lady about 15 years old walking into a dark alley. The Jolly Roger often kidnapped women to keep the pirate legacy going. Without ovaries, the pirate race would soon die out and become extinct. "Aye, the lass be the one for our cap'n," he said to Clay as he started towards her. Clay was interested in other things though, as he stepped towards the working men.

Tre followed the young lady down the alleyway. He drew out his sword and clumsily bumped into a trashcan. The young lady didn't seem to notice, so he continually followed her. He started into a slow jog as he caught up with her. Tre quietly and quickly grabbed her arm and covered her mouth, putting his sword to her neck. "Listen poppet, you're naught to say a word," he said as he conked her on the head with his sword, knocking her out cold. He dragged her body to one of the trashcans he had bumped into and stuffed her body in. The can was heavy, but he had to bring her back.

Tre and the unconcious girl walked in on Clay as he slit the last of the worker's throats. They were all lying on the ground, dead and bleeding. "You fool!" yelled Tre as he broke out in a sprint towards the ship. Clay ran after him as he helped with the trashcan.

They soon reached the docks and threw the can into the dinghy. They rowed fast, faster than they ever had, and reached the ship in no time. They passed the can up on the deck along with the bag of supplies, and climbed up the side. "Cap'n!" said Tre to Trinitad. "Methinks you'll enjoy what we stumbled upon..."

[Que Será Será]

The next morning, Daiod wakes up and finds himself still at work.” Hmmm, I tried to pull an all nighter but failed.” Daiod headed into the bathroom and did his morning routine. Afterwards, he stepped out of the bathroom and was greeted by his manager.“Good morning Daiod, I see that you finished all the work you needed to accomplish today last night. Since you are such a hard worker, take the rest off. Also I have some materials for your renovations on the front counter. Gook luck and enjoy the rest of your day. See you tomorrow Daiod.”

Daiod nodded and grabbed the materials off the front counter. He stepped out of the hardware store and headed for the Tea Shop. Daiod loved drinking sweet tea and eating raspberry scones for breakfast. Daiod sat his materials down next to his favorite spot near the entrance and ordered at the front counter. Within a few minutes, He was served and began eating his scone. “Yum! I cannot get enough of these.” After 15 minutes, he finished his scones and tea and headed for the bus station. While walking, he notices a young lady in a dark alley. He worries for her safety so he waits at the exit to make sure she comes out safely.

However, he hear notices some shady men grabbing the young lady and taking her away. He grabs his materials and gives chase. After running out of the dark alley, he watches in horror as one of the men slits a construction worker's throat. "Now that's going to far. These people shall pay for their crime." Daiod followed the men to the docks and he sees the men on a small boat swimming
towards a large pirate ship. "You have got to be kidding me. Pirates? In this day and age?"
Daiod rents out a paddle boat and gives chase to the pirates. After awhile,
He makes it to the ship and tries to climb up to the deck with his materials on his back.

[kago]

The warm light beamed down on Siri and Sleif, as well as the cool breeze blowing against their side, as the continured to walk down the path with dirt and lush grass.

I've been walking for so long, I've stopped keeping track of where I am! I've had so many blackouts, and after each one I don't remember where I am! I don't think I told you my name. I'm Sleif!" He said to Siri.

Siri's face paused as she looked at Sleif. "Uh, my name is Siri." Siri said to Sleif. They continued to walk and a sign started to reveal itself. "Is that where we are?" Siri asked Sleif as she pointed to the sign. She was hoping that he would at least remember the names of places on his own planet.

[AngelofDestiny]

Voices. That was the first thing that she could hear. Dawn woke up to find that she was in the most unusual place ever. A bin? A flipping bin? Then she felt the back of her head stinging. What happened? Of course, she remembered. It came back to her and she had been off guard. These people who had kidnapped her ... they couldn't have possibly been rapists or gang members, right? Dawn had heard many stories of people getting kidnapped all for some stupid money given in return for their safety. She sniffed the air and smelt water. Plenty of it actually. Then she could hear more voices. Although water was what she could smell, Dawn couldn't obviously forget the fact that she was lying in the bin with some rubbish. What an embarrassing place to be in, she thought. Her vision wasn't correct yet; even though it was a little bit dark, her vision was somewhat blurry. She tried to focus and after a few minutes, it didn't seem as if everything around her was spinning around anymore.

But then she heard a voice mentioning Captain or something like that. Dawn pressed her ear against the bin seeing if she could hear anything else. Oh God ... how long had she been out of it for? Dawn searched her jacket and jeans pockets for her mobile phone. Crap! It wasn't there! "Where is it?" she whispered in a panicky voice as if she felt like she was going to be killed at any minute. "I need to phone Mum and Dad to tell them what's happening! Crap, I don't even know what time it is or how long I've been out for!" She couldn't stop panicking, but knew that she'd have to be calm for now. Come on, Dawnie. This is just like one of my netball games, where we have to stay calm and focus on our goal, which happens to be beating the other team. She continued to listen in to what was being said. And right now, my goal is to know what the hell's going on and how I'm going to get myself out of this. One false move could just get me killed if I'm not lucky ...

[Zildjian]

The Jolly Roger had left Manchester hours ago, and was now miles and miles into the sea. The crew constantly broke out into song when they felt like it. "Yo-ho...haul together...hoist the colours high" they would sing, and pass around the rum until Tre yelled at them to resume their work. When he would turn his back, the crew would once again begin singing. "Fifteen men on a dead man's chest..." The captain spent most of his time at the helm. The trashbin sat next to him, only a few feet away. "Cap'n. Methinks i saw a most strangest sight," said a member of the crew as he walked up to the captain. "Red eyes, like lights, spurting from the sea. Kraken?" Trinitad frowned. "The Kraken be naught but a myth. Tis all a trifle." The crewmember nodded as he walked away. "Aye sir." But like Clam, he knew what he saw. Erie eyes, glaring at him, whispering something. But like the captain said, it was just a trifle.

Trinitad had spoken to Tre about what was in the trashbin. Tre defined it as "a beauty that radiates through all of england" and that when the time was right, its beauty will grace the deck. Trinitad was curious of what exactly was meant by this. His last suspicion was that a young lady was stowed away in that can as he stepped towards it. His first instinct was that it might be gold, a sight no pirate has seen for years.

Tre knew though, that the captain's future wife graced the can. He had searched her pockets for money and other valuables before handing over the can. He had found a phone and some small change. He immediately tossed the phone into the sea but kept the money for himself. He had walked by the can later that night, and thought he had heard something. A whisper. But again, to pirates, these sort of things were all trifles.

The can became like a treasure to all the men. They, like the captain, believed it contained untold treasures. It was constantly rolling out to the side of the deck where men would yell as they caught it before it fell overboard. The lid surprisingly stayed on the can, even with all the rolling and spinning. Soon the can was placed upright next to the captain, for of course, it was his treasure. But mutiny was in the air. Whatever was in that can would turn the crew against their captain.

But these thoughts changed when the can was actually opened. It was Trinitad who had done it, for his curiousity got the better of him. He slowly pulled off the lid and looked inside. There was no gold. No silver. No treasure. There was trash, a lot of trash. But among the trash sat a beauty like the one Tre had described. Trinitad stared at the young lady, and saw the terrified look in her eye as he put his hand in and pulled her out. He smiled. A smile that the crew had never once seen on their captain. He continued to smile as he said, "'Ello miss..."