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Post by Clarke Griffin on Mar 20, 2016 20:32:06 GMT
Clarke had grown tired of watching the flares. There was hope, hope for people trapped on the Ark, that would be killed for oxygen, but it was a faint one. What if their signal was not enough? What if they didn’t see it? It was not her only worry, but the one she wanted to focus on. It was the worry she could control the least and which concerned more people. She wanted those 300 odd people to live. But what if they couldn’t? Even thought focusing on that was safer than on Charlotte or Wells, eventually it was too much.
Without a word, Clarke excused herself into the dropship. Most kids would sleep in the tents, however flimsy they were. Clarke guessed it was because they had not had the chance to stay in the open air for all their lives. Clarke went all the way up to the third floor. Here she had set up a little corner where she pressed herbs. She wanted to try if the seaweed would work well as a tea. For that she was drying the leaves and the leaves of other herbs that could be useful for them. The ark should have given them something to identify old plants with. Luckily they had someone who knew plants in Monty. She knew there was someone close by, she heard the steps as she examined the seaweed.
“Can you bring a little light over?” Clarke asked the person softly.
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Post by Rylee Rose on Mar 21, 2016 3:33:33 GMT
Rylee had just gotten back from one of her daily excursions into the surrounding woods carrying a bag of berries, when she saw the flares go up. She knew they were trying to communicate with the Ark. She sighed. She would love to see her father again, but she feared that that dream was far from coming true. She was heartbroken at the idea of being alone, but she had to stay strong for him and keep going. He would want her to use all he taught her.
She made her way back into the drop ship, her pack in hand as she climbed to the third level. She always brought her medical supplies up there. Being away from the noise and being able to focus gave her a better shot on examining and correctly identifying what was safe to use and what wasn't. She set herself up by one of the lights and started to unpack what she had. Rylee gasped suddenly because she heard the door open, but settled back down when she realized it was one of their "leaders", Clarke. She continued what she was doing until Clarke spoke to her. She hadn't realized that Clarke even knew she was there.
"Uh, sure." Rylee stood and took her lamp bringing it closer to Clarke's set up. She put the lamp down near Clarke and moved back to grab her supplies, setting up show across from Clarke so that they could share the light. "Find anything worth while?" She asked examining some deep ruby red berries she had found North of the camp. She knew they were safe...because she saw Grounders eating them only moments before she stumbled across them, but she had to be sure they were safe for people who hadn't ever stepped foot on the Ground.
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Post by Clarke Griffin on Mar 23, 2016 1:20:05 GMT
Clarke kept on focusing on her herbs when the girl brought the light. She had seen her before, on the Ark, which happened with not many of the kids down here. It sadly didn’t give her a positive emotion anymore. The other people she knew before either died or were quite unrecognizable to her. For Clarke she had to get to know them all over again, but they had to get used to living all over again. They had nothing. The Ark literally left them down here to die and to everyones surprise, they really didn’t die.
“Nothing more.” Clarke replied softly. She pointed to what she had before her. “Those were here two days ago already. Todays scouting didn’t bring in much more. They were busy with finding the radio that the girl, whose pod landed earlier, came with. It’s fried, so there’s that. Herbs were not the priority today.” They should be soon enough, though. Some might be edible and they would have to cultivate plants sooner or later. “Have you found something good out there? You were out, right?” But surely not alone. They couldn’t go out alone due to the threat.
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Post by Rylee Rose on Mar 23, 2016 1:54:30 GMT
Rylee nodded her head when Clarke explained her reasoning. She knew the last few days had been heated because someone from the Ark had made it down to the Ground. Raven? Something like that. Rylee wasn't really that good with names especially of people she hadn't met before. But Clarke she knew....Clarke worked with her mom in the clinic on the Ark and Rylee worked in the clinic with one of her dad's friends training to become a medical nurse. She picked up one of the berries and squished on a leaf watching the bright red liquid stain the green plant. She rubbed the liquid between two of her fingers to see if anything would happen. "I managed to find about 6 or 7 bushes loaded with these berries while out exploring today...I have no idea what they are or if they are safe yet...but I before I grabbed them, I saw two Grounders eating them and when they moved on, I moved to where they were and grabbed what I could before they came back. Made sure to make it look like no one had passed through, covered my tracks you know?" She saw that there was no reaction from the liquid and rubbed some on the top of her hand to see if would react once in her pores. Rylee sighed "I know there has to be some kind of herb out there that we can use for antidotes...I know the Grounders have one...There is no way they haven't found one after all of these years...They have to have something they use for medication." She pulled her knees into a criss cross and smirked when the liquid hadn't caused any burning on her skin. That was a good sign...this could mean a food source...or something useful at least.
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Post by Clarke Griffin on Mar 29, 2016 16:56:12 GMT
“You should put blood on that, too.” Clarke supplied as she watched the girl. It was a clever tactic, a good idea to test it that way, especially given since they only had a handful of methods to actually test food, this being one of them. “If it reacts it’s bad.” There was no point in really explaining what to look for, not with Rylee. She had learned to become a nurse. She would know what reaction to look for, even though they might not be able to properly name it. They didn’t need to name it. If it was bad, it was bad, no need to name it, when they should spend time finding food!
“You shouldn’t go so close to them, Rylee. They are way too dangerous. Who was with you?” Bellamy would have a fit if he knew someone got that close to Grounders. It wasn’t a good idea. They had attacked them unprovoked and proved to be a threat to them. They shouldn’t risk it, especially not with their limited numbers and not if they wanted to have hope that their families could come down with them.
“There will be more than one herb.” Clarke pointed out. “There are different kinds of poisons, so different kinds of antidotes. I don’t think the Grounders know a universal antidote, they would have to have extensive technology to figure that one out and not even we managed that on the Ark. There are some ideas, evolutions of herbs we knew from the past. If only we had the records from the Ark, but they have given us essentially nothing to survive!”
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Post by Rylee Rose on Mar 29, 2016 17:28:25 GMT
Rylee looked up when Clarke suggested the blood. She and Clarke had very similar thought processes. She reached into her boot and pulled out her blade. Pulling the knife across her palm, she got enough blood onto the board she was working on and then wrapped a tight cloth around her palm so it would heal. Dropping the berry juice onto her exposed blood, she smirked when nothing happened initially. This could be good. Turning back to Clarke, she felt a blush rise to her cheeks when she asked who was out there with her. Rylee bit her lip and tilted her head. "Um...no one?" She said covering her face. "I don't want anyone else out there if I end up screwing up. No one else needs to get hurt because of me....I mean there were two other delinquents not far from me..but they didn't know I was out there.....You know me Clarke...I would much rather go out alone...some of these kids don't even know how to hold a butter knife, never mind run from an attack...I just feel safer when I know that I could fend for myself...and not put others in danger." Rylee knew that she was wrong. She knew that Bellamy always told them to go out in at least pairs....but Rylee never followed the rules on the Ark why would she follow them down here..."Don't tell anyone..please Clarke? Especially Bell...I don't need him riding me too." She sighed and checked the blood again. There was still no reaction. "I am going to leave this for a couple of hours...make sure that there is no delayed reaction ya know? And then if not....maybe I'll mix it with some other things we've found and see if I can create anything worth while." She said trying to change the topic as smoothly as possible away from her breaking the rules.
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Post by Clarke Griffin on Apr 1, 2016 19:46:39 GMT
“That actually achieves the opposite of what you’re trying to achieve.” Clarke pointed out. “By going outside alone more people will eventually be endangered.” It was just easier to go with people. Clarke went to examine the seaweed, while she kept on talking. “If you have something, you always have someone who could get help. But if you’re alone we will notice at one point. We’re not even a hundred people. You being gone will be noticed. And then we’ll send out search parties.” And as that so much could happen. “Probably 3 to 4 parties of around three people. That’s nine to twelve people, who’d be at risk out there looking for you. Instead of maybe one, who knew what happens to you, could report back or bring you home. So taking someone with you would actually lower the count of potential collateral damage.” At least in Clarkes eyes and with how someone argued for it and tried to explain to her, why it had to be this way.
“Maybe we should mark them somehow, get Montys help on that. He knows a lot about plants.” He had the initial ideas about them once. But they needed o mark them so those, who didn’t know them would not mix stuff up. Her herbs could do a lot potentially, maybe even poison someone. “Do you think there will be enough for everyone? Maybe some can be planted?” They had to think about that eventually, so they didn’t have to leave the walls all the time.
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Post by Rylee Rose on Apr 1, 2016 23:24:23 GMT
Rylee sighed when Clarke chastised her for being alone outside the walls. She knew that she shouldn't have been out there by herself. She had been told so many countess times by their leaders, and yes by Clarke. "I know...I'm sorry...I won't go out alone again." She rolled a few of the berries between her fingers. "I promise." She looked up at Clarke and gave a small smile. Looking down at the blood, she stood up and grabbed the dish, taking it over to the corner of the room away from where anyone could disrupt it. Leaving the dish in the dark, she covered it to protect it from contaminants and walked back to where Clarke was sitting.
Rylee looked down at what Clark was doing with what appeared to be seaweed. "Monty will be able to find them no problem. The trees are only less than a mile straight out of camp. There is a tree growing out of a rock to mark the turn right before the bushes." She said and stretched her out seeing all the berry juice all over her skin. She walked over to the bucket in the corner and took some water to start to get rid of it before it got too sticky. "Based on what I saw there today, there is more than enough to sustain who we have now....and if we can get a root of one of the bushes and replant it, we would have enough to make food medicine anything for a long time." She started to dry off her arms once the red color was gone from her arms. "I don't even know what they could be used for...I hope it can be an antidote of some kind...I'll have to test it against other poisons we already know." She sat down and pulled her knees to her chest. "It is so scary to run tests..I'm nervous that maybe I won't be able to find the answers. My biggest fear is that I'll never be able to save someone when I actually need to.." Rylee sighed and rested her head on her knees. "Some nurse I am..." she laughed softly.
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Post by Clarke Griffin on Apr 5, 2016 1:06:24 GMT
“That sounds like a great plan.” They would need the plant. They needed the food more than the herbs Clarke had collected. With the walls, then they could sustain themselves probably. They could catch rain for water, should there be a siege – which sounded weird and it was not her idea, but Bellamy thought it possible. Food needed to be taken care of. With berries and plants inside the walls that would be really good. “Would you maybe collect a team, Rylee?” She asked her. The directions might work with some, but not all of them. “Monty, of course, you, you should take at least two more.” Not only for protection but to carry the plants. They needed enough to feed them all for a while
“We mainly need food. With the Grounders knowledge of this world, we will probably remain in the disadvantage for a long time.” Especially in terms of medicine. Clarke looked at Rylee. She smiled softly. Doubts were usual here. They were both underage, which meant none of them was officially licensed to work in the job they had been training for. So those people, training for jobs were expandable enough to be sent down. Wonderful. “We can only work with what we have. We don’t need much.” Clarke pointed out. “We only need antidotes for the poisons we encounter, but with Montys help we can avoid a lot of them already. With Grounder poisons: They might mix them, specify them. They will stay one step ahead of us in those terms for a long time. And we don’t have the equipment we need either. They sent us down here to die. And you’re not alone. I’m here to save people, too. We can do it together. If we could just find laboratory equipment…”
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Post by Rylee Rose on Apr 5, 2016 3:27:24 GMT
We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH | Rylee turned her face on her knees hearing Clarke respond to her. When she mentioned gathering a team, Rylee pulled a paper and pen out o fher pack and started writing down what they would need and a list of people who she could ask. "Who do you think would want to join us? There are few who actually want to go outside the walls...never mind near where I saw actual Grounders." She said sighing. There were maybe 4 people she had met that would ever actually consider leaving camp to help others. Rylee would give anything to help all of the kids she was stuck down here with. Sure, there were some that she would rather never interact with, but that didn't mean she was going to let them die if they needed her help.
At the mention of being sent down to die, Rylee laughed sadly. "The worst part? I was sent to the box for something so stupid...If I had been more careful, I could have still been up there saving lives." She sighed. "But after seeing how they treated us in the SkyBox, I would much rather take care of these kids down here than anyone up there." She went into her bag and pulled out a water bottle, taking a sip. As Clark said that she wasn't alone, Rylee gave her a small smile. "I'm glad I'm not the only medical student who made it down here...I don't think I would have been able to take care of all these kids by myself." She put her bottle back in her bag. "We will find equipment....there has to be some in a bunker somewhere....or in Mount Weather...or if the Ark ever decides to join us." She said while doodling on the paper with the names of people she needed to recruit. "We won't die down here....We just can't..." |
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Post by Clarke Griffin on Apr 9, 2016 11:13:47 GMT
There was not much choice. They had to go out to sustain themselves. It was sadly as simple as that. Clarke wasn’t necessarily a fan of going out at the moment, but she would, if she had to. And it sounded like they had to. So, given that there was no other choice, people would come with them, for the sake of sustaining themselves. At least with a structure now, they could get something done. The chaos was impossible to support all of them. The results have been carried by a few already, by death and the grieving following it. Clarke was still not fully over it. “Someone will. Someone has to.” They might have to assign someone, but in the end it would be better that way and ensure the survival of the majority of the group hopefully.
“It wasn’t much different for me. They called it treason. In reality it was just me knowing something. I never told, never acted on it. But it got me isolation.” So she had no idea how the other kids were treated in the Sky Box. She was all alone with herself and the charcoal snuck to her. She hadn’t heard good things though. “I thought you were a nursing student.” Clarke inquired, not sure how to reply to that exactly. She felt like pulling away, as what she had said felt belittling of Clarke, like she was just a helper, an assistant at best. She was none of that. But she was not willing to argue. Too much was happening here, that this was the last thing she wanted to do now. Survival had to be in the forefront. “Most medical equipment is fragile.” Clarke pointed out. “The majority will have been destroyed by the blasts. The rest will be unhygienic and potentially dangerous. Monty won’t be able to make enough moonshine to disinfect it all to the condition we would need it in. Without antibiotics or at least penicilin we couldn’t even risk using half of it.” The most they absolutely needed, they could make themselves. Advanced technology could wait. If only they had more than their handful of bandagers in this tiny emergency kit they had. “At least a few of them will, I hope. Some will probably die up there. I don’t think there are enough drop ships for everyone. And if we can't get a signal up, they might all die up there.” And room was wasted on theirs.
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Post by Rylee Rose on Apr 9, 2016 15:23:21 GMT
We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH | Rylee turned her attention to Clarke when she spoke about her isolation. Rylee had heard about Clarke....and how she was separated from the rest of the delinquents because of what she knew. Rylee learned after that what Clarke knew was that the Ark was dying...and that was the reason the 100 were sent to the Ground. The Chancellor said it was to test out if the Ground was safe...but Clarke had just said it was for them to die. Rylee knew that to be true. But she was not about to let the adults who banished them decide whether or not they live. That was not how it was going to work.
When Clarke mentioned that Rylee was just a nursing student, Rylee laughed softly. "Everyone always thinks nursing students don't do anything medically related. I promise I was trained just as well as you. You just have a different track than I did.." She smiled gently. Rylee knew Clarke didn't mean anything maliciously by it, but Rylee was tired of people assuming that nursing students were second best. But she didn't want Clarke to feel bad, so she left well enough alone.
At the mention of medical equipment, Rylee sighed. "We will have to start making things then. Stretchers and bandages. Monty must have some idea of how to make antiseptics. The more we make now, the better we'll be when the time comes for war. I don't want to see our people die. We were sent here for that, but I won't let it happen...not if I can help it." She said shaking her head sadly. Hearing Clarke talk about the Dropships and the Ark, made Rylee think of her father. "Do you still have anyone up there? On the Ark I mean?" Rylee knew that Clarke's mom was one of the doctors up in the Medical Bay as Rylee had seen her in her education travels. But she wasn't sure if Clarke was still on good terms with her, or if she died, or if Clarke even still cared about her. She wasn't sure how sensitive a subject it was, so she figured she'd start generally. |
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Post by Clarke Griffin on Apr 9, 2016 22:18:36 GMT
Clarke turned her head to the side for a moment, staring at the girl. She really believed that? There was a clear hierarchy on the Ark in terms of medical personnel and she was a student nurse, not a doctor. But she was apparently quite proud of her position and overestimating it. Now it made sense how she acted how Clarke was below her. Well, it was a dangerous notion to have. “You really believe that? I know how the medical training on the Ark works and I know that it’s just not true. I’ve been in medical since I could walk, watching my mother, the head of medical. Nurses take care for wounds after doctors treated them. Nurses administer medicine that doctors prescribed, but nurses don’t decide who gets which medicine. Nurses don’t make the medicine, nurses do procedures, but they don’t do the interpretation. Nurses don’t even remotely carry the same responsibility as doctors. So don’t pretend like this rests all on your medical shoulders. I did not see you in here while I fought for Jaspers life!” She was god knows where, so she had no place to say something like that to begin with.
“You can’t do anything to stop them from dying. You should focus on helping down here, instead of telling me what to do. I know what we need. Bellamy knows what we need as well. It’s taken care of. ” And she knew solutions for that already, well not alone of course. Bellamy came up with solutions for potential stretchers, which would also serve as good beds. They couldn’t waste resources after all. Since they just now weren’t on friendly terms due to how attacked Clarke felt, she decided not to go into detail. “Those up there are the people my father died for. I care for everyone up there.”
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Post by Rylee Rose on Apr 9, 2016 22:51:42 GMT
We are the RECKLESS, We are the wild YOUTH | Rylee's eyes went wide when Clarke got angered with her. Rylee didn't mean to upset her. That wasn't her intention at all. Her words hit Rylee hard and she looked down at her hands, playing with her fingers. Confrontation was something she still had to work on. If it wasn't in regards to flirting with a man, she wasn't very good at it. When Clarke was done berating her for not being there when Jasper was hurt, Rylee looked up at her. "Look...I didn't mean that I was better than you. I just meant I was in school before I got taken. Yes, you have seen more than me in the medical bay, yes you were training to be a doctor, and yes I was training to be the one who came in after the doctors did all the "hard stuff". But I was still training to help save people's lives! I am well aware that nothing rests on my shoulders because I never finished my training, but I'm trying to help. I'm trying. And I wasn't here to help Jasper because no one said medical needed help. We had been down here barely a week and I hardly knew you other than when I saw you in passing on the Ark so how could I have known that you had even made it down here with us. I would have been here in a heart beat but I didn't know!" She said trying not to raise her voice. She hated to yell in anger, but sometimes her temper got the better of her.
Rylee sighed. Clarke was angry and that was never her intent. "I'm not trying to tell you what to do....I'm just trying to figure out how I can help. I'm just as scared and confused as everyone else is despite the hard face I try to put on. There is nothing I'd rather do than be back with my dad right now and that's the last thing that's going to happen because he'll probably be floated if he hasn't been already." She took a deep breath and rested her head on her knees again.
Rylee felt a pain in her heart when Clarke said her father died for the people on the Ark. Rylee missed her dad more than anything and she knew her mom was floated and that was the hardest thing for Rylee to ever experience. "Look....I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to piss you off or hurt you or anything. I just...well I'm not the best at talking to people...who aren't guys I'm trying to flirt with." She sighed again. "What I'm trying to say is I didn't have too many friends on the Ark and the SkyBox didn't help with that. So I guess I never really learned how to make friends or talk to people. So I'm sorry...." She pushed herself up off the floor and walked over to her berries, sitting away from Clarke. If Clarke wanted to be alone, she could be alone. Rylee didn't want to make her any more upset than she already did. Rylee felt bad enough as it was. |
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Post by Clarke Griffin on Apr 23, 2016 14:05:13 GMT
“Like anyone could miss his screaming.” Murphy had even tried to kill him because of it. Clarke hardly believed someone didn’t notice it. But then again why should she care? She had to take care of more important things, especially since then. Death and injuries were their daily companions now and she had to tackle it one way or another. It wasn’t easy – far from it actually, but what other choice did she have? For the most, she felt alone in this. With Wells dead, she was alone, probably. For the time being. Her mother couldn’t help her here either. It was sad, really. But it was how life was. If they were unlucky, they would be the only survivors. And in that case, survival had to happen. For many the entire idea of their lives has been uprooted by this. Clarke was among them, but it was worse for others, a lot worse.
Clarke wasn’t sure what to say to her explanation. She didn’t have the energy to argue or to put effort into this when she didn’t think she’d be met with equal effort. “Look…. I don’t think something good will come out of talking today.” Not like that. Not while at least Clarkes emotions were running high and painful right now. The circumstances were bad. “We’ll talk another day.” Under different circumstances. With that Clarke pushed herself up. She left the herbs there to dry, hoping they would be useful once dried and safe.
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