Yar Har, Fiddle Di Dee [C] Jan 9, 2018 12:51:30 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2018 12:51:30 GMT -5
It was RED's third day on this godforsaken island and though he had been able to attain water, food, useful items, and shelter with relative ease, he couldn't help but feel like his spirit was being crushed. It had nothing to do with being stuck on an island where the natives wanted to kill you and other stranded were hostile one way or another, but it was more about him being fed up with having to put actual effort into getting his food and water. He just wanted to leave and get back to living a life of ease, but with how things seemed on the island, leaving was close to impossible, at least without going blindly into the ocean or becoming part of the crew in the few ships that hadn't actually sunken when coming here, both of which obviously weren't options for RED.
Still, the fact remained that him just avoiding work and complaining about the hand he had been dealt in life with was going to get him nowhere, so uncharacteristically the brunette was out and about early in the morning. Last night off in the distance he could see some rather dark clouds, thanks to the small spyglass he traded for healing one of the stranded (something that was useful cause he didn't need to spend any energy on enhancing his sight, no matter how little it might've been), so there was a good chance there had been a storm, which in turn meant there was a chance for something new having washed up into the shore.
This was confirmed immediately by RED, having spotted quite the sizable shipwreck stuck on some rocks near the shore, though its location was some distance away from where most of the stranded lived. With it being so damn early, he was one of the first to be awake, so it was the perfect chance for him to get to be the first one to try to loot whatever useful he can from the wreckage.
Tying around his belt strings attached two canteens and grabbing a small bag of some fruit and salted meat in it, he set out to walk up to the shipwreck, leaving his shelter by itself and hiding all of his valuables inside a box created from his life-energy. The box itself could be carried away with enough strength, but RED had literally rooted it into the ground, so getting it to even move would require hours and hours of digging first, while the box itself would be able to keep its shape for the next 20 hours or so.
Confident that he could leave his humble shelter and valuable behind, the brunette began walking in the direction of the shipwreck.
It took a bit of time for RED to finally get to the shipwreck, as he was the sort who had a really slow walking pace, but once he finally got there alongside with the expected shipwreck, broken pieces of wood and flotsam around the area there were some men lying around the shore. Having that shred of human decency in him, RED made the decision to check up on the men, taking slow steps out laziness rather than caution, while keeping an eye on any life around him.
"Any of you awake? Or even alive?" Both questions came out with no real concern for the well-being of the men, and really none of them were necessary for the brunette to even ask, as he was able to immediately tell that all of them were alive once he got close enough, though some were in a better condition than others. And in addition one of them was very... off. RED hadn't ever before "seen" a person like this before, and it was honestly hard to put the feeling into words for him. This man whose life-force was a complete enigma to the brunette did seem to be awake, however, so he was left to wait for a response.
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