Alia- -heads out, disgusted by the stench of death- -looks around for Rose- Hmm.... -sees a figure in a cabin, fumbling around- Hmm..
Drake: she isn't real she's made of leaves and doesn't feel pain I can't kill people without being put to death
Elizabeth: -singing softly and lowly- Take me, I'm alive. Never was a girl with a wicked mind, but everything looks better when the sun goes down..-whispers silently-
Alia- realty takes a nap- Sky- -hair twined, still fumbling through books, but then screams a yell of frustration, and huffs to her bed, exhausted-