Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-17970636-20151110201313/@comment-26571677-20151110225250

"Come on, just a little longer"

Kinaver had no idea why he said that, and hearing a foreign sound was...startling, to say the least. He stumbled back on all fours, straight into another person, a guy? Then he heard a yell, nope, definitely a girl.

"Sorry about that, you startled me"

With that said, he looked around, surveying his surroundings. He was in a dead caravan, the empty husk of a once beautiful machine. Nothing could be salvaged, he knew that without a doubt. Speaking of salvage, there was something in his pocket, something sharp, a...piece of flint?

Well, without any steel, it wouldn't be of use, like, at all. Still, it was worth keeping it around, maybe it would be useful later. Still, Kinaver was very glad to have Bushfire, his hoody, even if it was empty of Dust, the familiar feel of it was very comforting.

As he was checking around the place, he noticed something very out of the ordinary, a dull glint in one of the many, empty cupboards. He got up, ignoring the girl's protests, and opened it, finding, to his delight, four canteens that made a sloshing sound, definitely filled with water.

But there was a problem, there were five of them, and only four canteens. He could take one for himself now, and pretend that there were only three, assuring his own, relative safety. Or, he could ration it, making the water spread thin, but possibly keeping most of them alive.

Nah, definitely give it to the others, he wasn't that type of guy. He turned around, making the announcement that they had water proudly, and saw most of the people already waking up.