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Pulsar
- Joined
- Dec 22, 2014
- Location
- United States
“Thank you. I hope so. When these kids were sent down to Earth, the leaders on the Ark promised forgiveness for all their crimes. I don’t believe that for a second but if that’s true and everyone is forgiven, I am all but dead when they get down here. I cannot have those people here on Earth. We’ve been doing fine on our own so far. I can’t let them contact the Ark.” Bellamy continued to explain, already feeling better when Amelia touched his arm and tried to comfort him. It was foreign at first but he ended up liking the sensation. Not even his sister knew how he got on board or what he did to make it here. If she ever found out, it was likely her hatred of him would stem even further. Nonetheless, Bellamy decided it was time to head back to camp. “I think we should get going now and get some rest for the night. It’s getting pretty late.”
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After some of the guys carried Raven out of the pod, Ryan decided to inspect the pod one more time. It was a miracle that this thing survived. It looked old and rusty but somehow she made it out alive. Again, there was no radio anywhere inside of the contraption and it was pointless to keep looking. Ryan knew they needed to find the radio somewhere. Even if the thing was damaged, then maybe Monty could figure out somehow to contact the Ark. He was the smartest person with radios and communication so if anyone could do it, it was Monty. Nonetheless, Ryan and Clarke brought up the rear of the group.
He clutched the rifle tightly in his hands, ready to fire if needed but the walk back to the camp went without any accident or trouble. They arrived and Raven was brought inside the drop ship to be taken care of. Since Clarke knew medical things, she was looked to for help. “I’ll put away the weapons and the torches then I’ll meet you inside the ship and see what I can help you with.” Ryan told Clarke with a soft tone.
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After some of the guys carried Raven out of the pod, Ryan decided to inspect the pod one more time. It was a miracle that this thing survived. It looked old and rusty but somehow she made it out alive. Again, there was no radio anywhere inside of the contraption and it was pointless to keep looking. Ryan knew they needed to find the radio somewhere. Even if the thing was damaged, then maybe Monty could figure out somehow to contact the Ark. He was the smartest person with radios and communication so if anyone could do it, it was Monty. Nonetheless, Ryan and Clarke brought up the rear of the group.
He clutched the rifle tightly in his hands, ready to fire if needed but the walk back to the camp went without any accident or trouble. They arrived and Raven was brought inside the drop ship to be taken care of. Since Clarke knew medical things, she was looked to for help. “I’ll put away the weapons and the torches then I’ll meet you inside the ship and see what I can help you with.” Ryan told Clarke with a soft tone.