{ Talia Bello }
Female | 17 Years Old | 100 Guard
Location: Dropsite
Mentions: Ethan, Athena

The quickly followed correction of his title had Talia biting back a laugh as she reached out to take Ethan’s hand, giving the boy a hearty shake. “My apologies Ethan. I’ll remember that,” she assured before letting her arm fall back to her side. “I’m Talia.” Her gaze swept across the area again and a light-hearted sigh escaped her. “So, Ethan, what do you think of all this?” She repeated the earlier question, waving a hand at their surroundings for emphasis. A shout from one of the other girls drew Talia’s attention away from Ethan for a brief moment, a grin crossing her face as Athena’s enthusiasm was contagious. “Earth is ours now!” She joined in. “Let’s go claim it!”

Athena Violet | Female | 18 Years Old | Leader
Location: The Dropship; Camp | Interacting with: Ares, Hunter, Talia, Ethan. Others who want to 'join'.
Outfit

The smile that rosed her lips increased slightly when she listened at her brother's comment, a small laugh escaping to show her white teeth. He certainly would be taking care of her, thing that she didn't quite loved, being the independent and strong-willed Athena. However, knowing that Ares would simply be close made her heart feel at ease. With a shook from her head, she assured her words. "Oh, come on. My big brother is very handsome. And, besides, he is still a man." A subtle wink and a teasing tone attempted to avoid a feminist statement out of the teasing matter, although she was sure that his word was law and, if he decided to do so, he would not allow himself distractions.

Her glance moved away from the crowd of teenagers to focus on the blue sky, wich she had read and imagined plenty of times, and that now, for reasons still unknown thanks to the Council, she had above her head along with the bright sun. Furrowed brows suddenly created a curious look on Athena's face, directing her attention back towards her brother by her side. "Are you a guard now?" She said with a minimum questioning tone, but wouldn't wait for a response. "You could have gotten yourself floated, Ares." Her face sobered as her mind attempted to explain how he got aboard the Exodus Ship, although all she could think of was Impersonation. Silence - from her - permitted him to at least say a few words of needless explanation, since she knew that feeling the sun on his face was not the exact reason. She ended up planting a kiss on the boy's cheek, thankful in some way for all that he has risked since she was just a child.

Another smile finally curled her lips as she walked further into the small clearing where the ship had landed, following the teenagers towards the foolish games expressive of their freedom for several minutes, until reality stroke her thoughts. Returning her gaze to what their ancestors called heaven, she soon guessed it was noon. From what she could remember from the once boring lessons, after evening came the night, and with it the darkness that would not allow The 100 to see a thing. Although she would in other case work only with Ares, she looked around for people that weren't distracted anymore with the contagious happiness. Being happy would not help the teens survive whatever the hell this world planned on doing, or sending to them. Her eyes caught sight of a serious and tall man who was still on the ship, simply observing. With whistles and a couple of shouts, she managed to call Hunter's attention, and used the same procedure with a couple more, including Talia, the dark skinned girl who joined her in her excitement moments, Ethan by her side, and Kato. Luckily, several others payed enough attention to go near in curiosity, without leaving her brother out of the small meeting, of course. Athena hated to end with the fun, but with some organization and determination, they would, hopefully, make some sort of patrols, hunts, and get things going in a matter of hours. Their main objective was food and water, and even more when most of the people waisted their energy while jumping and playing around.

OOC: Sorry for late reply! D:

I mentioned only four characters as i see that Alrich and Lance are on other things on the ship, but if they want to join the 'meeting', welcome (This goes for all)! c:

Ethan Fauhs · Male · 14 · 100 Tracker
Location: Dropship · Mentions: Talia, Athena

"I don't like it," Ethan answered bluntly. His pessimism was certainly one of his less endearing qualities. "They're all running around like animals, even though we have little to no idea just what is out there, or if we're even safe down here. We need order." The 'they' he was referring to was, obviously, everyone else except the few who were actually doing something even moderately useful. Sure, they had their first taste of freedom in what for some had been years, but they were forgetting that, despite it being 'home', this was a place unknown to them and everyone on the Ark.

Sure, that lack of knowledge was probably exciting to many, and he couldn't deny that he himself was intrigued by the unknown that surrounded them, but he certainly had the sense to stay put until it was deemed safe. Everyone here was a criminal by some means, but none of them deserved to die, especially not by their own sheer stupidity.

He looked up when a feminine voice began calling the various people around, two of which were himself and Talia. Turning, he was met with the sight of a girl he vaguely recognized, or at least knew about. News spread fast in the Ark, and she looked almost identical to a woman who had been floated for bearing a second child. Well, their crimes didn't really matter here, and with a bit of hesitation he made his way toward the slowly growing group, resting his hands neatly on his hips in an expectant manner. She looked like she had something important to say, and he was prepared to hear it.

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Ares Violet · Male · 21 · 100 Guard
Location: Dropship · Mentions: Athena, Lance

Brows raised in amusement, a half-smirk playing on his lips, Ares gave a brief shrug as if dismissing Athena's encouragement. He wasn't going to be getting a girlfriend or anything of the sort any time soon. Though he tended to let his actions override his better judgement, they were on earth now, a planet of mystery and unknowns, far different from how the history books had described it. He would need focus here, or at least as much as he could muster, and that meant no relationships to distract him. Of course, he would probably forget that eventually and let his basic human instincts lead him along, but for now that was how his mind was set.

However, the light-hearted mood was slowly overcome by a more grim atmosphere as Athena began to put the pieces together. He flashed a reassuring, sideways smile, lifting a hand to give her an affectionate pat on the head. "You could say that," he said, not quite letting on that he had, in fact, broken a law. His sister was smart. Even if he didnt say anything, he had no doubt that she would figure him out. "They can't float me while I'm down here, can they? Besides," he added, "they left us to die down here. My 'execution' has already passed."

As Athena went straight back into 'leader-mode', Ares perked up, assuming that the 'guy in the guard uniform' was him. Who else could it be? He gave his sister a brief glance, silently telling her he was leaving for a moment, and headed toward the kid that had called him over. "Can't get it open yourself?" he sneered, out of sheer habit. He was used to teasing anyone and everyone he met. It was almost like his own little initiation process, to filter out those he would get along with and those he wouldn't. Be knelt down to help anyway, though, grunting with the effort it took to move the panel. It was heavy, but it was moving. Slowly.

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Asta · Male · 12 · Grounder Medic
Location: Camp · Mentions: Emmeli, Hades, Norah

Closing his eyes at the comforting pat on the head he recieved, Asta glanced up at Hades and nodded before dutifully trotting toward his fellow medic. He sometimes wished people didn't refer to her as his 'mentor'. Sure, she had taught him almost all he knew about herbal medicine, but as he saw it, they were essentially equals now, both capable of healing the tribe when needed. Well, mostly.

Absentmindedly glancing toward Emmeli as he settled at Norah's side, Asta slowly came to the realisation that she could actually be quite helpful. Sure, she was your stereotypical teenager sometimes, but it was obvious that she knew her place and job in the tribe, and he was pretty sure she could perform it well, though he hadn't seen her in action. And now that he noticed her good points, he felt better about pointing out the bad in her earlier. Hopefully the balance between his thoughts would stop karma for punishing his somewhat mean statements.

{ Kato Davis }
Male | 19 Years Old | 100 Medic
Location: Dropsite
Mentions: Jasper, Lance, Hunter, Ares, Alrich, Victoria

"Someone help that guy, he isn't responding."

Alarm pulsed through Kato as someone on the pod called for help and he glanced up a Jasper apologetically before turning back to the ship. “Follow me,” he beckoned the older male, hoping Jasper would take his injury seriously and not just brush it off. “I’ll take a look at you after I see what condition this guy is in,” he promised as he slipped past Hunter to squeeze inside. Upon re-entering the pod the first thing he saw was Lance and Ares attempting to lift a heavy panel and push it aside. “You said someone in here was unconconscious? Where is he?” Kato asked urgently, already seeking out his future patient.

He didn’t need an answer. Soon after spotting a young lady attempting to wrap some bandages around an unresponsive boy’s head. He quickly kneeled down beside her. “Do you know him? How long has he been unconscious?” He asked, searching his mind for what he could do to help him. As he awaited an answer he began searching under the seats for a first aid kit. He wouldn’t believe the council had sent them to Earth with nothing. Rummaging through useless objects, a white case with a red cross etched across its surface finally became visible and he yanked it closer before returning to Alrich and Victoria. “I’m er...I’m just going to take him from you. You did well cleaning him up and I’m sorry to undo your hard work, but I need to examine the wound,” he explained softly before gingerly pulling Alrich closer to him and unwrapping the bandages.

Wait...no. Is that what he’s supposed to do first? For a brief moment he was almost overcome with panic before everything came rushing back. His fingers touched the underside of Alrich’s wrist in search of a pulse and was relieved to find that while not the strongest the man’s heart was still beating. He could see the shallow rise and fall of his chest as he breathed upon closer inspection so that was a good sign as well. With that done he focused on the injury again. A rather nasty gash that still leaked fresh blood. “I think he needs stitches....” He fumbled around in the case until he found a needle and thread, sterilizing the needle using a bottle of disinfectant. “Would you mind holding him still? The pain might wake him and we can’t risk him making any sudden movements,” he explained, hoping Victoria was still open to assisting him. He used the disinfectant to further clean out the wound before allowing the needle to pierce the skin, stitching the gash together with a surprisingly steady hand considering the rapid pace of his own heartbeat. Thankful Alrich hadn’t awoken during the mini surgery, he rewrapped his head in clean bandages.

“I don’t think there’s much more we can do besides wait for him to wake up. We should move him though,” he muttered, carefully rolling Alrich onto his side before gently tilting his head back to keep his airways open. Checking his pulse once more to be certain the other man was still alive.

{{Omg why did I want a medic character I don’t actually know what I’m doing??? Also, I hope this was alright?}}

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{ Talia Bello }
Female | 17 Years Old | 100 Guard
Location: Dropsite
Mentions: Ethan, Athena

His cynical answer caught her off-guard, wiping the formerly jubilant grin right off her face and twisting it into an uncertain frown. For the first time since leaving the pod Talia gazed upon their surroundings and realized how foreign everything around them truly was. Ethan was right. This was a new, potentially dangerous environment and they were all acting like fools. “You can’t really blame them,” she murmured, voice growing somber. “Compared to being locked up for years and floated on your 18th birthday this place is paradise even if it might be toxic or full of predators.”

Olive colored eyes shifted upward for a moment, taking in the expanse of bright blue sky and wispy clouds overhead. Earth was still strangely captivating despite the planet being almost entirely unknown to the former residents of the Ark. “This will be worth it Ethan,” she spoke, tone filled with conviction. “We’ll make it worth it.” Athena’s authoritative voice soon cut through the celebrating children and teen’s revelry, commanding an audience. For a moment Talia stared at the other woman in admiration of her ability to rally everyone together so quickly and perhaps also in appreciation of her beauty.

Trailing after Ethan, she paused beside the shorter boy. She already had it set in her mind to keep an eye on him. As far as Talia was concerned Ethan was her responsibility now. He reminded her quite a bit of her cousin Jordan. Memories of the clever, witty boy filled her heart with an ache that felt as if it would never go away. It was doubtful she’d ever see the wise-cracking adolescent again. She prayed he’d stay out of trouble. “So what’s the plan boss?” She asked, mind quickly returning to the present.

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{ Benjamin }
Male | 13 Years Old | Grounder Scout
Location: Camp
Mentions: The 100, Asta, Hades, Nikita, Norah, Emmeli

Gray eyes narrowed as he watched the strangely dressed people miles below frolic around in carefree abandon. He had never seen anything like them or the odd metal contraption they had arrived in before and the need for some sort of clarification nearly drove the boy closer before his logical side kicked in. The white raven perched on his left shoulder tilted her head, beady pinkish eyes examining the newcomers with mild curiosity, more intrigued than disturbed unlike her owner. As these...sky people began making bold proclamations and gathering together his teeth bared in a feral snarl before he turned swiftly, hurrying back to camp on nimble legs. Skidding to a halt at the entrance, he moved into the village at a slower pace as he sought out Hades, catching sight of his leader not too long after. There was a gathering of other Grounders around him and as he ventured closer he noted the uneasy aura many of them held. “You know already don’t you?” He asked, tone grave. “About the Sky People?”

Athena Violet | Female | 18 Years Old | Leader
Location: Camp | Interacting with: The Hundred
Outfit

Observing how the adolescents began to turn off the festive moment for a more complete attention, she soon noticed that getting used to large crowds as The 100 were would be of a great help, feeling small hints of awkwardness. She hid them at the best of her ability when Talia spoke to her, instantly a grin drawn over her lips. Although she found the comment amusing, in her eyes, she was not a boss for willing to organize and calm the group, thing that would not work at all without help. With a small shook from her head, and the not long after faded smile, the brunette guarded her hands on the pockets of the black jacket she sported. Black, like all the attire.

"Well," She cleared her throat briefly in hopes to hush the talkative group that one can find everywhere, no matter what the subject could. "I'm very sorry i finished the celebration, but there are more important things to focus on. We need to establish ourselves, find water and food, or else we won't last much. Assuming that there is an extense group of predators out there, we will need to craft weapons at the best of our creativity for protection and bringing home the dinner." With an elevated tone, she'd explain along a few motions of her hand, signaling the unknown lands that surrounded them. The meeting group had become larger, leaving just a pair of tens of people that decided to continue their... Activities. Claustrophobic, mostly given her short stature, she was forced to stand upon a rock of a fair size, allowing her to breathe, and the rest to look directly at her.

"I believe the hour is around noon, so we don't have much time before nightfall. Two groups of at least five would be enough for a small hunting party and exploration." The brunette continued her 'speech' in hopes that The Hundred would take this with all the possible seriousness. "So... I'd like to ask who is in. The rest would stay here to build shelters and such." Athena questioned, willing to have some sort of democratic organization. Gleaming brown eyes looked expectant and curious to the teens around her, alert for those who decided to join the patrols, or if they believed that staying in camp would be better for them.

OOC: Here it is, finally. :')

Of course, more than five can join the patrols, especially for the one that would develop the hunting party.