Although Sam had somewhat expected it, and she did attempt to reassure him that she meant no harm, the strange syntax of Maaki's speech only unnerved him further, giving another reminder of the strangeness of the situation.
"I have a camp nearby; not sure how safe it is from 'humans with many...
(My apologies, life happened. If you still wish to continue, i should be more reliable now)
Exploring the corpse-filled alien spacecraft was a surreal experience, to say the least. That seemed almost trivial now that he had stumbled upon a survivor, one that was not only speaking to him, but...
Sam stumbled through the wreckage in a haze. The full gravity of the situation had still not dawned on him. He found himself grasping at any explanation besides the obvious. Surely, this had to be some elaborate prank or the like. No, that made even less sense. He was almost certain that he was...
"Fuck!" Samuel exclaimed, spitting the molten marshmallow onto the ground. It seemed he was but a novice at this whole 'camping' thing. He fitted another from the bag onto the thin stick he had found for a second try. Other than his now-burnt tongue, the trip was going surprisingly well. It was...
May be a bit rusty, but interested in any of the ideas besides The Inheritance Cycle and Naruto. Will play either gender, though less experienced with females.