blindandlost: (crash site)
NPC account ([personal profile] blindandlost) wrote in [community profile] whatsinthehatch2013-12-05 02:40 pm

The Crash Site

It doesn't matter who you are. It doesn't matter how you were travelling. All that matters is the Island, and the Island wants you. All are drawn to the same stretch of shoreline; your plane suddenly loses power and drops from the sky to crash into the sand. Your boat runs aground. Your helicopter plows a deep furrow until the blades tangle and catch in the thick growth of the jungle.

However it happened, now you're here. You belong to the Island. There might be something salvageable in the debris, but no matter what you find, no matter who is with you, one thing is certain:

You are lost.
notinvayne: (01)

that's all right, so am I!

[personal profile] notinvayne 2014-01-15 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[There's a tremendous splashing and, just as Madoka's hands are about to slip from the wood, a strong hand encircles her wrist and hauls her up into someone's arms.

She's set gently on dry sand. The middling tall man that had saved her sits with exaggerated care at her side, regarding his soaked thighs with a grimace before pressing a finger to her pulse.
]

Still alive, thank the Gods. Excuse me? Miss? Can you hear me?
Edited 2014-01-15 18:10 (UTC)