<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3774977#msg3774977">Quote from: lovelygirl11 on 15-10-2010, 01:29:12</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Emily yelped as he sprang at her, hitting the rock from her hand, and spinning her around. Emily moved away from him quickly in fright. She looked at him, he was handsome, but he was still considered a danger in her mind. "The plane landed in the river near our main dwelling. I saw movement inside the plane, I'm pretty sure your friends are alive, and back with the others. Please don't hurt me, just let me take you to them. " Emily did not give up her name, not yet, whoever he was, she didn't trust him enough to give him that information yet. "You can either follow me, or rot out here. The choice is yours." Emily looked at him, and then away, shy to look him in the eyes. She hadn't seen a man in three years, let alone someone so handsome. She began to walk away from him, it was now his decision whether or not to follow her.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Jared's mouth opened slightly in shock at her reaction. He had no idea how long she'd been here, but it was obvious it had been quite some time. Now he, and apparently his companions were here, and she cared not a wit about what that might mean to her. Taking a few quick steps after her, his pace quickly took over her own as he jumped in front of the girl. He reached out a hand to grab her by the arm, but quickly pulled it back just before reaching her skin. He didn't want to scare the crap out of the girl, but he was getting annoyed at the evasiveness of her answers.<br/><br/><strong>"Why the hell won't you give me a straight answer? Who are you, and what are you doing here? I just feel from a fucking airplane and am lucky to be alive, so some simple answers would be really appreciated, ok? I need to know how to get away from...well wherever this is. How about not acting so skittish and give me a straight answer?"</strong>He stood before the girl, arms crossed over his chest as he blocked the direction she'd been walking. He wanted some answers from this girl, and wasn't about to let her get away without some.