The descent itself was jarring and unpleasant, the speed was enough to make Demyx grit his teeth and steel himself for a horrible landing that didn't come? Something took the sting out of it, and that meant he was relatively unharmed when he dragged himself out of the pod and came face to face with his rescuer.
He barely had time to consider what was going on, really. There had been voices, he'd been asleep but heard it all the same. Demyx wasn't used to the weird things happening to him. It was different.
"Hey." He offered with an uneven smile.
[B]
He was selected in his wave for the skills he could provide and that meant he could provide water. He could be found running around the crashed pods, putting out fires. He hadn't really had the chance to get his bearings, but in the meantime this would distract him.
Anyone who was thirsty could also be assisted, they need only ask.
[C]
The waves are finished, it's finally time for rest now that the chaos has eased. Demyx's gear didn't survive, leaving him with just a sleeping bag and some clothes that he's not terribly interested in. He holds his sleeping bag and glances around at the gathered refugees.
Instead of begging for a place to sleep, he'll making one near the fire, spreading out the sleeping bag on the ground. Wouldn't be the worst night of his life by far.
"Anyone need a spot? There's more room over here!" Demyx calls out before sitting down to unlace his boots.
Demyx // Fourth Wave
The descent itself was jarring and unpleasant, the speed was enough to make Demyx grit his teeth and steel himself for a horrible landing that didn't come? Something took the sting out of it, and that meant he was relatively unharmed when he dragged himself out of the pod and came face to face with his rescuer.
He barely had time to consider what was going on, really. There had been voices, he'd been asleep but heard it all the same. Demyx wasn't used to the weird things happening to him. It was different.
"Hey." He offered with an uneven smile.
[B]
He was selected in his wave for the skills he could provide and that meant he could provide water. He could be found running around the crashed pods, putting out fires. He hadn't really had the chance to get his bearings, but in the meantime this would distract him.
Anyone who was thirsty could also be assisted, they need only ask.
[C]
The waves are finished, it's finally time for rest now that the chaos has eased. Demyx's gear didn't survive, leaving him with just a sleeping bag and some clothes that he's not terribly interested in. He holds his sleeping bag and glances around at the gathered refugees.
Instead of begging for a place to sleep, he'll making one near the fire, spreading out the sleeping bag on the ground. Wouldn't be the worst night of his life by far.
"Anyone need a spot? There's more room over here!" Demyx calls out before sitting down to unlace his boots.
[D]
Choose your own adventure.