(I can't really post till the weekend/next weekend, so just pretend my character is doing what you guys are doing and stuff aha. :3 I'll jump in later! )
James: I search through the carts and take out a whole bunch of food. I turn my hand into titanium and put it over the fire until it heats up and then crack an egg and fries it. I do it until we have enough for all of us to eat and then pass them along. "Tristan, are you sure the won't find us here? Because they are probably looking for us like maniacs"
Christiana becoming weary created two small beds out of the soil around us, "Brother, I'm going to sleep. Night." With that she fell asleep as Dante stayed awake and listened carefully.
Snow 15 Bio: When Snow was born a pigment mutation caused all her hair to be white and her eyes to be a goldish hazel. Her Parents loved her and thought they were signs of how special she was. The scientists thought it made her perfect for the Mutation Gene they wanted to perfect. And so Snow was stolen at the hospital and her Parents were informed that she had died. Mutant Gene: Snow is Blind but the rest of her senses are heightened to perfection. Making the smell of your dna even a soft fragrance Snow can remember for a long period of time. Personality: Sweet, curious, loyal, honest, shy, Will never judge anyone
Snow:-sitting by the others my hands outstretched and feel around me, smiling a little at the strangeness of the outside world-
Andi: -Pokes the fire with a long stick, keeping it lit. A shear coat of sweat covered my body, glistening under the moonlight. My emerald eyes glued to the fire, forgetting everything else. My amber curls framed my pale freckled face in large bouncy curls.-
Hailey piped up in the cold unsettling silence. "Is anyone hungry yet?" She asked, concerned. Her stomach has started rumbling, and the others were probably feeling the same. She stood up, offering to hunt for food.
Tristan: -Tristan stood up and walked away from the ground trying to find a clearing rumbling to himself as he kept on walking- Shadow: oh my wonders-he says sitting down on a chair-the death of them will make one of the best assassins but in order to do that I have believe I can do it, I don't have to achieve I have to accomplish-he looks up as he turned into a shadow-
As Christiana slept, fatigue slowly crept over to Dante as he yawned softly and went to lie in the dirt bed next to his sister.
Adrian Majica 18 Majica Family, Was left in the hospital for a few minutes then taken by scientists. Blonde hair, blue eyes, buff, white skinned Sometimes friendly to friends but sometimes does not care about anybody as long as he is reading books.
Emilie: Sighs as she runs her hands through her hair getting the knots out. She glances at Tristan he seemed more peaceful when sleeping.