Lieu: Traitement des survivants
Ember essayait toujours d'envelopper son cerveau autour de tout. Il semblait juste trop beau d'être vrai qu'il y avait un endroit entier qui était à l'abri des fous. On pourrait penser qu'elle aurait entendu des rumeurs sur l'endroit avant, mais elle avait été complètement prise en garde quand ces soldats l'ont trouvée dans les bois. Si seulement ils étaient arrivés bientôt alors peut-être Orion... Elle s'est secoué la tête. Non, n'y va pas. Il n'y aura pas si ou peut-être pas. Ce qui s'est passé n'a servi à rien de s'inquiéter du passé. Son frère était mort et elle ne lui faisait pas de bonnes idées sur la spéculation aurait pu arriver. Orion voulait qu'elle vive et c'est exactement ce qu'elle allait faire; elle allait vivre pour son frère et pour Willow et ses parents. Elle était seule maintenant et elle a mieux accepté ce fait maintenant.
La petite fille a levé la tête de ses genoux et scanné autour de ses compagnons survivants. Elle a été choquée de voir combien il y en avait et a été un peu mal à l'aise après son cambriolage avec l'homme heureux qui a tiré sur son frère. Il avait été la première personne saine d'esprit qu'ils avaient rencontrée depuis un moment et regardez ce qui s'était passé. Encore une fois. Qu'est-ce que c'était que la folie? Tout le monde devait être un peu fou pour pouvoir fonctionner dans le monde dans lequel il vivait. Les faibles sont morts. C'est aussi simple que ça. Ember devait devenir plus forte sinon elle rencontrerait le même sort que sa famille. Son attention a été prise par un homme criant deux noms, probablement sa famille. Elle espérait juste qu'ils étaient ici et qu'ils n'étaient pas morts. Un bruit soudain l'a tirée de son examen de l'homme et a attiré son regard vers le soldat qui patrouillait au-dessus. Pourquoi... Pourquoi était-il par terre? Est-ce qu'il est tombé? Poussé? Il était mort?
"Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeees et messieurs! Merci d'avoir visité le Rig, nous espérons vous revoir bientôt. "Pousse-toi!"
Ember se branla de surprise alors que la voix de l'homme montait sur la passerelle et que son regard lui tirait dessus et se mit à zéro sur les deux objets verts qu'il tenait. Il lui a fallu une seconde pour enregistrer ce qu'ils étaient, mais une fois qu'il l'a fait, Ember sautait sur ses pieds bien qu'elle ne savait pas vraiment qu'elle pouvait de là-bas. Le plus solide! Il avait toujours ses armes! Elle a pleuré mais l'homme qu'elle avait remarqué plus tôt avait apparemment la même idée et a arraché le fusil et a tiré quelques balles sur l'homme infecté au-dessus d'eux. L'objectif pourrait être amélioré mais il a obtenu le travail fait alors que l'homme foudroyé s'est endormi contre le mur. Ember a laissé un souffle doux, espérant que c'était fini pour l'instant.
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Qu'est-ce qu'il y a? Ember a pris l'arme qui a commencé à pimenter les gens pleins de trous et a laissé sortir un cri involontaire. La pièce a éclaté dans le chaos avec des gens qui ont poussé chacun pour sortir de la ligne de vue et même certains traînent les gens devant eux pour les utiliser comme boucliers. Le petit corps d'Ember a été frappé contre le mur contre lequel elle s'était reposée par l'écrasement des corps, sa tête rebondissant sur la surface. Elle s'est endormie là-bas, le monde tourne autour d'elle. C'est alors qu'un homme a reçu une balle dans le cerveau et est tombé sur elle quand elle a essayé de monter odieux à ses pieds. Elle laissa un petit cri alors que le poids mort l'envoyait frapper vers le sol, tout l'air étant expulsé de ses poumons. Elle s'est allongée là, bouffant alors qu'elle essayait de reprendre son souffle. Quelque chose de chaud et collant s'infiltrait dans l'arrière de sa chemise et elle tremblait à la sensation, pleurnichant alors qu'elle essayait de se déplacer de l'homme légèrement obèse mais incapable de bouger un pouce. Elle s'est serré les yeux et a prié pour que tout cela soit bientôt fini.
Ember Marie Forrester | Female | Age 9
”Monsters that live inside my head at night are all right cause they can never compare to the ones that live outside.”
_Appearance_
At 3’0, Ember could be described as petite and slender. Her skin is blemish free aside from a few scars on her hands and knees from falling. Her long dark curls hung to her waist and she has bright blue eyes like her brother. She is not very strong though she has quite a kick. She normally dresses in leggings, a skirt, a shirt, a jacket and running shoes.
_Nationality_
White. To be more specific, she is Irish, understands Gaelic but her family moved to the U.S. where she was born.
_Surviving Family_
None.
_Former Occupation_
She was a student though she did help her mother out at the clinic so she picked up a few medical skills though it is mostly basic first aid.
_Strengths_
♦ She is very good at being quiet and sneaking around.
♦ Light on her feet.
♦ Quick reflexes and nimble fingers.
♦ Her brother taught her how to set traps and how to shoot a gun as well as a small bow.
_Weaknesses_
♦ She tries to see the good in everybody and this at times will keep her from seeing the evil there as well.
♦ She doesn’t think if someone is in trouble, she tends to just rush to help without thinking of the consequences.
♦ Bottling up her problems and pain. No one can help if they don’t know what’s wrong with her.
_Personality_
Ember is normally described as a kind and caring individual. She tends to put others needs before her own and won't hesitate to help someone if she feels they are in need of assistance. She also has her shy moments where she tends to look at the ground and not really talk to anyone. She gets nervous when meeting new people and doesn't speak much until she gets to know them better. Despite all of this, Ember has a stubborn streak like her brother and will not budge if she sets her mind to something. She's not one to anger easily but once she is watch out because she can have quite the temper and is not afraid to give you a piece of her mind. Of course, afterwards she will be completely mortified by what she said and will apologize profusely to the person she grew angered at. If she thinks they deserve it that is. If she feels you completely had what was coming to you, not one word of apology will leave her lips though secretly she will still feel rather bad about it. Another trait of Ember's is that she has a bad habit of bottling up her problems so the people around her will not worry. Even if she is having the worst day imaginable she will still put on a smile and say everything is fine.
_Backstory_
Ember was born the youngest of three children to parents Luna and Mark Forrester, an Irish couple that meet in high school. Her older brother lived in Ireland with their parents until he was eight before they had to move overseas due to their father’s work. There, the small family settled down in the U.S. When her brother was ten years old, Luna found out she was pregnant with twin girls. Orion was so happy at the fact that he was going to be a big brother and often lay next to his mother and talked to the girls growing in her womb. When the twins were born, Orion fell in love with Ember and Willow from the moment he held them. As they grew, he was always there. He witnessed their first step and he felt so thrilled when Ember’s first word was not “mama” or “dada”, but Ri, as close as she could come to his name. Their parents firmly believed in their culture and so Orion and the twins knew how to speak English as well as Gaelic.
The day the world had gone to hell was the day the family had gone out to celebrate Ember making really good grades in school. As they finished dinner, screams broke out from outside and as everyone in the restaurant stared in shock, a man fell through the doors, another man attached to him and trying to spit at him. As more people ran by the window being chased by others, chaos broke out. Orion scooped up Ember, her mother grabbed Willow and they ran for their car. They made it to the car without encountering anyone though one man tried to jump Orion's father though he quickly was introduced to Orion's fist. Guess those fighting lessons paid off.
The family drove through the streets and holed themselves up in their house. Their father had a habit of hoarding food and that paid off in the end. Sadly, as much as they tried to conserve it, their food ran out about a month later. Their father decided to go see what he could scavenge but unfortunately he didn't come home that night. The family waited two days, praying he would come home safely but he never did. Not able to take it anymore, their mother instructed Orion to look after the girls and headed out in search of her husband.
She didn't come home that night either.
Orion didn't know what to do. He couldn't just leave the girls there alone while he tried to find their parents but they also couldn't stay inside or they would starve. He decided they needed to leave, to go find their parents or food. He took the girl's hands and the trio quietly stuck out of their house. They used allies and other back roads to make it to a convenience store without being seen. Orion told the girls to wait quietly while he went inside. He managed to get in and out without much problem but things quickly grew dangerous when an infected woman spotted him and charged at him screaming. He grabbed Ember and Willow, taking off as more infected chased them. At one point Willow tripped and was grabbed before Orion could save her.
As her screams filled the air, Orion tucked Ember against him and ran as hard as he could. After that day, the two didn't stay in one place for too long. They got lucky for a time, not really running into danger. But their luck had to run out at some point. They meet another survivor but it was anything but a happy meeting. The trigger-happy man went by the "shoot first, ask questions later" philosophy and managed to clip Orion in the side. The siblings managed to hide in the forest but Ember only knew basic first-aid and soon Orion's wound grew infected.
He passed away a week later and Ember was left to wander the forest by herself. It was then that she meet the marines from the Rig and now here she is.