[OFFICIAL] The Tenth Wave, Angharad, Jina, Jacob, Kraye

[Ice]

Another day. Another wave.
She was sick of these things. Seeing four unlucky young adults stepping off of that damned plane to face their fates, and most likely their dooms. They would be injected with legendary DNA and then await their deaths. And even if they didn’t die… Well, there were far worse things than death.

She could not wait to see this entire project crumble. She was past sick of watching the suffering and carnage that came with a Fabricant death.

She could see the plane in the distance. It was still a far enough ways off from the island, but it was very noticeable in the cloudless sky. The closer it came and the larger it grew, the more her stomach clenched and knotted. She had not done so well with her introductions and “welcoming’s” with the last wave, and while she was coming the point where she really, really no longer cared, she was worried that someone had noticed when they were not supposed to notice.

Ice shook her head and took a few deep breaths, attempting to calm her overworking mind. Stop that, you’re being paranoid. You’re not a paranoid person.
She rolled her shoulders and shushed her inner thoughts as the plane’s wheels lowered as the craft prepared for landing, instead going back through her lines that had now become second nature.
She would get herself and the new subjects through at least this part of their demise.

[Kraye]

Kraye was... ready to get off the plane. The flight was a long one, and it was his first time ever flying. He needed to stretch after sitting down that long. He coulda gotten up and walked around during the flight, but he was paranoid that soon as he did, they'd hit an air pocket or turbulence or something.

He'd also been wondering how well funded this research opportunity was, if they had no problem flying... well, almost random people out on a private jet. He dismissed the thought as he stepped out of the plane, fixing his white and blue plaid shirt in the back so it was properly tucked in again, and blinked at what he saw. A... girl in a pirate costume wasn't quite what he was expecting as a greeting party.

He continued down the steps from the plane after a slight pause, and gave a small wave as a greeting. "Uh. Howdy," Kraye said after a moment, not quite sure what to make of the outfit she was wearing, so he decided to just not comment. He hoped that wasn't a uniform they had to wear while on the island, though.

[Jina Enydd]

Jina had been giddy all through the plane ride. She had never been in a plane before and everything was new, which of course meant she had to explore it. When she had exhausted herself and everyone else, she curled up and slept for the rest of the trip.

As soon as the plane stopped her blue eyes blinked open, and when she realized what had happened she bounded out of the plane and onto the island sand. Her eyes were dancing with interest as she skipped over to the others, making her look even more childlike than she normally did.

"Hi!" she chirped, her smile bright and sunny, "I'm Jina Enydd. Ja. It's nice to meet you."

She really meant her words and it showed in the warmth of her voice. There was no worry in her at all, only a curious wonder as she glanced around the landing site and studied the woman's uniform.

[Angharad]

Angharad yawned as she stepped off the plane, hands in her pockets and shoulders slightly hunched. The flight hadn't bothered her-- she'd flown plenty of times before with her parents, and had kept herself entertained in complete silence with just her thoughts, staring out at the clouds for much of the journey, napping briefly towards the end. Flights were hardly interesting, and she couldn't understand the fear that many people had of them; she was more afraid of buses, herself.

The sheepdog-esque girl threw up a peace sign as she approached the group, eyes hidden by her fringe as a wide smile stretched across her face. She supposed that she was supposed to introduce herself to the group that she would be around.

"'Ello. 'm Angharad Gruffydd. Evr'body calls me Ankh." She nodded to the others, rocking on her heels, looking around. Islands had always felt a bit weird to her. No-- anywhere where one could see the ocean. Or hear it, or smell it. The ocean was just weird. She didn't really like it much. Water just seemed like a really bad idea to her.

A small girl caught her gaze-- well, a teen, hardly the sort that one thought of when the term 'small girl' was spoken, though the girl in question was very small. Ankh grinned at her; there probably weren't many other children on the island, and it would do no harm to be friendly to her. She was so young-- was it really alright for her to be out here on her own?

"Hey, chickadee." She greeted the girl with a smile, swaying from side to side.