Precious little second of you by my side

[ashbeee]

The day was just another day like every other day in the camp. People go in and out to get food and water, the walls were being structured and built. She didn't really know what to do with herself, everyone was either chatting to someone or helping out on something. She would go out and try to help hunt or something but she had no idea about any of that and it's not like anybody would let her tag along anyway. What was she to do? she wondered around a bit looking to see what everybody was doing and to see if anybody needed some help, she didn't want to look like she wasn't contributing to anything so she tried her best to find something. 

Charlotte was just bored now she had no idea what to do. She felt like she could only help if someone asked her to, she didn't want to be judged like she was just a useless person who wonders around camp aimlessly. Charlotte went to sit down somewhere she could just watch the camp and watch the world go by. Everyone had something to do which bothered her, She had to do something. 


Tag: Bellamy Blake

[Bellamy Blake]

Tag: ashbeee

whatever

THE HELL WE WANT

The camp was busy with setting up defenses, trying to establish some form of organization. Things were coming together. Bellamy knew that this wouldn't last. His first goal had been to sever ties with the ark, which seemed to work when it came to the bracelets. But, if they found another way to make contact . . . if the Ark came down here, then Bellamy was a dead man. He knew he couldn't stay and that mentality kept him convinced that this was all short time. But, no one else knew that. So for the time being, he would remain in his position. One of some sort of leadership.

He already had his seconds, consisting of Murphy, Atom and Miller. All of them were incredibly different; all of them loyal -- especially after his display with Atom: stringing him to a tree to remain like that as a lesson of disobedience. He was also attempting to train them with the weapons they had. Make shift axes and blades. Which was what he needed to work on today.

He had the cloth to bind them and the metal shards that would serve as well formed daggers and knives. He just had to put them all together. Carrying the bundle of supplies in a back, he glanced over and noticed Charlotte sitting there. He couldn't help but feel particularly protective of her. She was young; younger than most others here. And she reminded him of Octavia in so many ways. Making his way to her, he offered a bit of a smile. "Could use your help, if you're not too busy," he teased, knowing that she wasn't, but couldn't resist the playful tease towards her.