<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=85634.msg3777060#msg3777060">Quote from: Arander on 15-10-2010, 15:46:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">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.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Emily stepped back and her defenses took over once he blocked her in. "Who are you to demand answers from me? You are lucky to be alive, trust me, I could have stoned you to death if I wanted to. What I am I doing out here? I'm having a fucking vacation. What does it look like? I- we got stranded here during a storm, just like you. My boat ran aground and we waited- a long time for some one to rescue us. No one ever came- until your plane. So boy genius, if you think you can get off this island, be my guest, because for some God forsaken reason, no one knows this place even exists. As for my name, that's not even important to you, why would I even tell you?"<br/><br/>Emily was soaking wet, her blond hair dripping and her  clothes clung to her body. Even in this condition she looked beautiful. "Now either you can let me pass or we can continue to argue in the rain. Which is it?" See there were only really two sides to Emily, the shy timid side, and the side that would attack you like a full on tiger when she was pushed. If he didn't want to see any more of that side, it was best for him to let her go and lead him back to his friends.