Wet and Alone (Arc!Blitz)

[Tom]

Writing Thoughts Says Hears Other

Everything had been normal. The sky felt normal. Everything had felt normal, but nothing would be normal after it happened. Bastian had just been on his morning jog around the district. The sun gleaming onto his skin showing off the muscles that he had gained from training and sports. His siblings all lay at home happily in bed. Life was peaceful for them all at that moment. Ripred seemed to have something against them all. As soon as the peace was there, it would be taken and swallowed up by the greatest force Bastian has ever seen.

The wave hit fast and hard. The warning the capitol had given them all was too late for many. One of those civilians that was too late for was Bastian. His routine would cause much more pain than he could have ever thought it could cause. The water pushed him into debris that was floating within the water. Hit after hit. Pain burned through his body. Hope was sinking with every hit. Escape was futile. There was nothing Bastian could do but pray that he'd live. Ripred had it out for him and Bastian knew it. Life was fragile and Bastian's was in the hands of a force of nature, but ripred had other plans for him. Bastian's last amount of energy allowed him to reach a building that hadn't seemed to be coming down. Bastian reached and reached. His arms feeling like putty against the water. The building was so close to him. This was his life on the line and he knew it. Ripred had plans for him and Bastian was going through with them.

The District four boy had made it onto the building. The building seemed to be sturdy enough to hold his weight. Bastian felt the pain wash through him. Something was broken. Bastian could tell that much, but in that moment he didn't care. His body just wanted him to lay there and relax for a second. His life was going to continue. Ripred was evil, yet everything was going according to plan. The boy closes his eyes just for a second. The wave continuing along like it had been for awhile. The peace was gone and Bastian survived.

[thompson harvard - d2b - arc]

jakab

The wave hit, and he was swept off of his feet as if he had already been of of his feet. The smooth rough transition of standing into being engulfed by a wave had been too strong of a power to let him come to rest easy. They had sent warnings, sent signals that it was coming for them but by the time they had gotten to the district it was too late to get them to safety. Because by the time people were reaching their peaks of safety the wave had already touched the land. It was only seconds before he was getting swept away, being forced to struggle through the fight to stay alive and find a shelter while this wave pushed him through the district.

It was simple, his actions. He was thrown in this way and that direction and soon towards a building that he would soon be on the ground on the top of. It held another person, probably soon to be many more but he had no clue.

They were stuck there, lost in the pain that washed over them like a wave. Life was crumbling all around them, and it seemed that they had to cling onto it with whatever energy they had.

[Tom]

Writing Thoughts Says Hears Other

Surviving was the first part of the Tsunami. Now Bastian was up on top of roof with some guy that he had no clue who he was, but one thing he knew was that he was cold. Bastian felt himself shiver from the wet clothes on him. All he needed to top it off was hypothermia. The peace was gone, yet chaos ensued itself into the world. Bastian felt his body breathe swiftly in and out. Energy that he once had was gone. The other guy was on the building just like Bastian was. They were in the same situation. Bastian pushed himself closer to the other guy. Muscles burned as he pushed onward towards the guy. The water that dripped from his body was cold, yet burned into him. All he wanted to do was break down and stop moving, but if he did it would mean certain doom.

Life around him was disappearing, but Bastian wouldn't disappear, just like the other guy wouldn't. Bastian reached him quickly and instantly wrapped his arms around the other guy. Awkward silence would probably occur, but Bastin was explaining as he held his arms and legs wrapped around the other guy. "Sorry, I just need your body heat. I think I might be getting hypothermia and this is probably for the best for both of us. Sorry. I'm Bastian by the way." A smile formed on his shivering body. The sporty career held on tightly trying to keep a form of body heat between both of them. Cold air and cold water didn't mix well and Bastian wasn't dying from the cold. That would be pathetic and Bastian wasn't pathetic. Bastian was strong and kind. Bastian was helping out the other guy too. The world may be tearing apart, but Bastian would live, even if he had to fight for his life.

[thompson harvard - d2b - arc]

jakab

The smallest of quiet moments passed through his body. Nothing was to be heard. Nothing was to be said, and it was just silent for a moment. But the water-drenched clothes soon became signaled to the body and it screamed cold. It was cold as hell. Anyone could tell that through the swiveling pain that traveled through his core and the chattering teeth. His shaking arms, his almost blue face all created the cold. The other was likely cold, too. Scanning over the other's (well formed) body, he could see the water dripping from his clothes and the pain that rippled onto the face. His eyes locked onto the other male as he pushed himself towards Jakab. He knew what the other was doing for that moment, he wanted to move too in order to make sure the path wouldn't be unfair or possibly fatal for the other to cross. But he couldn't, the pain overwhelmed him so much that he couldn't move.

So, he watched the other with pleading eyes. Don't leave me. I don't want to be left alone, here, dying alone without anyone.

If only they could read minds. Sigh.

The other male soon reached him, and as soon as the other got to him the other had thrown his arms around Jakab. It was a bit of an odd greeting even though their first one was quiet and mental. However, it felt soon ended due to the explanation the other had made. "Sorry, I just need your body heat. I think I might be getting hypothermia and this is probably for the best for both of us. Sorry. I'm Bastian by the way." Jakab gave a small smile in return of the other's, giving his own name. "I'm Jakab. Also, I don't mind this." He soon placed his own arm around the other, them in their own little ball. A whisper soon came out from him. "You know, if we do ever meet up again," a smirk came upon his face. "I'd love to show you another great way to warm up."

[Tom]

Writing Thoughts Says Hears Other

The chattering had stopped as fast as it had came. The world felt cold, but right then and there, Bastian felt warm. Apparently warm enough for Bastian to miss the first part of the guy's reply back to him. The voice sounded perfect and the breath hit his face softly. Jakab's arm wraps around Bastian's back and all he feels is the heat of each of their bodies. Energy from another being flowing onto him felt unusual. No one sticked around in his life. Friends that he once had were gone and he was alone. So alone and so afraid of himself. Training became his only outlet of wasting time, but Bastian was growing older and older every day. Loneliness flowed through him and the warmth only reminded the strong guy of it.

You know, if we do ever meet up again, I'd love to show you another great way to warm up." The words that flowed out of Jakab's lips made Bastian chuckle softly through the cold and warm area. The smirk on the other boy's face only made Bastian roll his eyes. A guy was asking to have sex with him and all he could do was laugh at Jakab. Bastian wasn't the kind of guy to go straight for sex. Romance was something he craved. His parents talked so much about dates that they had when they first met and Bastian clinged to those with everything he could. Romance was something that the man held dearly to him. His voice was quiet, "If we make it out of here and you wine and dine me, maybe Jakab, but until then, just hold me. Please." The moment Bastian said that, he felt his heart crawl it's way up into his throat. The loneliness was eating away at him for so long and all he wanted was someone, anyone to just be there with him, even if it took a tsunami to make it happen.

[thompson harvard - d2b - arc]

jakab

A chuckle could be heard emitting from the male from four, looking at the other as they rolled their eyes at his innuendo. It was like the other was expecting him to not make a pickup line .Anyone with a good pair of eyes could see how attractive this man was. However, he wasn't going to push them because they were of his interest. Jakab knew he could get annoying- but he wouldn't get that annoying. He listened to the other, waiting for a reply to come because it felt obvious there would be one.

"If we make it out of here and you wine and dine me, maybe Jakab, but until then, just hold me. Please." A small nod came from him, a small smile soon to follow after.

"I'm pretty sure neither of us want to freeze to death, so don't worry about that." The male gave a small squeeze on the other's shoulder as if it were to make a promise.