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Survival RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Survival RPAmber hugged the boy tighter, "it's okay sweetehart, you're safe now. We'll take care of you."
A weak sounding intercom from throughout the campus beeped for a moment before a voice spoke, "Will everyone please head to the cafeteria for a meeting? Thank you."
Keeping his decaying flesh hidden under the costume, Steve simply snuggled closer. "You're going to be my mom and dad?" He asked, voice slightly wobbly at the idea of having a proper family for once.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Amber nodded and Ron smiled. "What's your name kiddo?"
Steve paused for a moment. It had been so long since someone had asked for his name that he had almost forgotten it. "Steve." He finally answered, holding out his hands. "I'm 10."

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
"Well Steve, shall we go to the meeting?" Amber asked standing up. When Steve nodded Ron picked him up and set the boy on his shoulders so he could be high above the other people. The three headed down to the Cafetreia for the meeting. Everyone was there, execpt the medics on shift, they would find out later.
The leader, Jackson, was a tall man with black hair and dangerous amber eyes as he watched people enter. A small girl with white hair and gold eyes was sitting in a chair next ot him, he reyes barely peeking above the table.
Gasping as he was hoisted up, Steve felt like he was on top of the world, seeing everything for the first time. A tiny laugh bubbled from withing him as they made their way to the meeting. He could see another child there, small and tiny just like him. "Whos that?" He asked quizzically, pointing towards the small girl beside Jackson.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Leaf sat down next to Trike, her groggy twins in the same chair next to her and the toddler in her arms. The little boy was rubbing his eyes with a chubby fist.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Stumbling into the meeting slightly groggy, eyes red rimmed and hair messed. "What's going on?" He muttered, taking a seat at random.
Semi next tended to a boy who had scrapped his knee while running around and placed a kiss to make the boo boo heal faster. His face was tinged red from the action but the kid looked so happy so he supposed that his dignity could suffer for the happiness of a child.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
PH time +8 hours. She/Her pronouns.
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Sitting down at the meeting before the arrival of Leaf, Trike played with his mulitool without taking it out of his pocket. At this point, Trike understood every inch of his tool and trusted it wouldnt cut him. Upon leaf arriving, he straitened up and tried to look forward. It was already bad enough that Leaf had to see him like he was earlier, he didnt want to put a busy mother into even more trouble. Eyes focused on when the meeting was going to start, he couldnt help but notice his eyes drifting. Catching a few looks at the baby, he found himself smiling a bit more, wishing that babies werent so darn cute.
Jackson sttod up, with everyone that could attend present, he decided to start. In a winning fashion he brought up the ussual topics to which the people that had arived started giving ideas as solutions for: The food crisis that they were trying to desprately avert with sevral gardens failing, issues with the ocsonaly faliling barrier, then of course, the new people that had arived today and where they were getting put job wise.
One of the twins, Willow, was half listening but not really, she was tired. When her eyes couldn't stay open anymore they slipped shut and her face hit the table with a slight thump indidcating she's nodded off. Leaf's head jerked from the meeting to Willow a bit worried at first, but seeing Willow being perfectly fine aside from being tired, she let Willow sleep. Sage, the other twin, didn't last much longer then her sister, only her head ended up resting on Trike's arm as she conked out. The toddler started fussing a bit so Leaf bounced him gently on her leg, making him stop for now.
(Spoiler: They won't leave xD)
Alex leans back in the chair, she listens to the meeting with a scowl on her face.
The best bet for Jesse would be to work in the gardens. His parents had tended to quite a large one before the pandemic, so he had experience in the field and his dominion over the earth would surely help.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Another girl their age with red hair and amber eyes aproached and sat by Eva. She smiled and looked at Eva, then Steve.She had gray wolf ears on her head and a small gray wolf tail poking out from behind her. Steve mentally questioned if they were real until one of the ears twiched a bit.
(Meet Red)
Alex is staring at the table. She waits patiently for the meeting to be over with. She mills over thousands of excuses in her head on why they shouldn't stay.