the sky on his back

A l i s t a i r of the G r o u n d e r s ❝ Pick a flower on Earth and you move the farthest star. ❞

[grounderalistair]

charlottexstewart:

She nodded as she looked up at the giant male. “The pretty kind,” she said softly as she tried her best to stand her ground. Charlotte then smiled as the boy crouched down. People needed to crouch down more often. It would make her neck hurt less if she didn’t have to look up all the time. “I-I’m going to put them on a grave,” she explained. “Do you have flowers for that?” she then asked as she tilted her head to the side a little bit. She felt like it was a little weird to just ask him about flowers when she didn’t know the male. “I’m Charlotte. Do you know Panda?”  That sounded a bit better. You were supposed to start talking to people by using things that the people had in common. However, Panda was pretty much the only thing. Though she did also meet other Grounders.. 

“Pretty flowers are not too hard to come by,” he murmured in response, smiling slowly as she smiled back. She had to be a sky person, but most of those he had met were older, and far more likely to shove a knife between your ribs then ask about flowers. “There are always flowers for that,” he responded, but his mind was slightly distant. A grove of white flowers lay only a short distance from them, and he remembered it vividly - it’s where he’d gone to get flowers for his sisters. “They will do very well to commemorate whoever you have lost.” He tilted his head slightly - it took him longer than he was willing to admit to draw the connection. “Pandora,” he says softly, then smiles. “Yes, I do know her. Are you one of her friends?”

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paandxra:

A warm smile stretched across her lips, a tiny giggle accompanying it. “It’s not that obvious is it? I can be intimidating if I’d like to be..” Now that the pouch was filled, she shoved it into her bag, sitting down on her knees as she turned to face him. “I am alright, I suppose. I am glad that there are many who are safe although, I must admit, I am worried about the sky people.” She nodded. As a healer, she felt obliged to help those in need, even if others did not agree. “Are you sure you are alright, Alistair?”

He nudged her gently with his shoulder as she sat, trying to contain his laughter. “I know you can, trust me. But I was rather certain that you meant me no harm.” He turned to face her, folding his legs beneath himself as he sat as well. “They did not expect the dangers of this world,” he muttered, but his heart wasn’t in it - he could not say that he wasn’t worried, either. Or at least - curious, about their state. He looked up, flashing her a quick grin. “I am sure, yes. No burning blisters, no sudden urge to claw my skin off. So, perfectly fine.”

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groundergaia:

Gaia let out a light laugh at his comments about the rabbits. ” I’m sure the rabbits will be happy to hear somebody is interested in them.” She said after her laugh subsided. ” As for them hearing me I think I could take their wrath.. whatever it may be.” She understood his words, when she first experienced the fog when she was younger , she felt that way, that it lingers. It was something that she had out grown for the most part or maybe just something she didn’t pay attention to. ” I see, well that is better than being hurt and I understand the feeling.”

He grinned again, shaking his head almost wryly at her response. “They’re very lonely, these rabbits. Someone has to support them through their trying, bunny days.” He should know better than to still be afriad, but there was something about the unavoidable aspect of the fog, the lack of tangebility, that always left him a little more shaken than the others. “Thankfully unhurt, yes. And you?” He shot her a glance quickly, shaking the water off his hands. “We should be heading back. I’m sure your sister wants to know where you’ve wandered off to.”

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minniex100:

She stared at the man for a few minutes in an attempt to see the truth in his words. He seemed to be a meek person, a pacifist by nature, so she decided to trust that he wasn’t lying. She slid the knife back into her boot, her eyes fixed on him as she did so. He hadn’t attacked her yet, and even if he did, she was sure she could take him down easily enough. She lowered her defenses, though her gaze never left him. “As long as you don’t try anything, I don’t have any intentions of fighting you either—so we’re at an understanding.” She replied, exhaling a small breath. She hadn’t really planned on attacking him, but in a place like this you had to be on the defensive. “Only if I know I’m going to win it, so I’m going to have to decline your offer, but thanks.” Minnie took a quick glance around, her brows furrowing as a gleam of sunlight hit her. “Why are you out here anyway? Not everyone back at camp is too fond of you people. Aren’t you worried?”

He stayed in his crouch, eyes never leaving the girl as she ever-so-slowly reached down to her boot. The moment the knife disappeared, he let himself stand, now that he was more assured of his own personal safety. “Sounds almost like a truce,” he offered back, rubbing his palm against the back of his neck in a desperate attempt to seem more relaxed than he already was.”You would most definitely, but I am not in the mood for losing.” It was a good question; he had no reason to still outside of the village, and should’ve returned with the others. “I am merely here for myself. And I cannot say all of my people are too fond of yours, either. You bring concern; it is only natural to be worried.”

[charlottexstewart]

grounderalistair

Charlotte crept out of the camp. She had to do it when everyone else was super busy so that she wouldn’t get caught by Bellamy or Clarke. They would get mad at her, and she didn’t want that happening. Once she had escaped she walked down the jagged path in search of flowers. It was going to be the anniversary of her parents death soon, and that would be the first year she could really celebrate it. Back in prison, she would just talk out loud when the day rolled around. It was easy. The date was what she knew as her quarter birthday.  Her goal was to make some little grave circles with the dull bits that Finn didn’t want, but she wasn’t sure where she was going to put them yet. As she walked along the path, she saw a male also walking around. She hopped over a tree root and tried to catch up to him. Charlotte wasn’t even scared of the Grounders anymore, even though all of the girls had told her that some of them were liable to chop off her head. “D-Do you know where the flowers are?” 

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charlottexstewart:

The tracks he was following were almost faded, and the shadows cast by the late afternoon light weren’t making it any easier. Although they had been warned against going out alone, Alistair couldn’t exactly have waited - they needed more food back at the village, and if he could find where the buck had gone, there might be more, and a herd of a decent size could feed the village for almost a week, if they were lucky. It didn’t seem to be his day, though. The last few tracks he could see were trampled under boot marks, and while he could probably pick it up later on the path, it was past the point of safety, especially when he was out alone and unarmed. Maybe that’s why he was so startled when he heard the girl’s voice, although after a moment, her youth was evident, and when he turned around, he was faced with a girl that couldn’t be more than 13. “Flowers?” he repeated, crouching down more out of instinct than anything else. “There are plenty of flowers in the forest, ti kras youn. Which ones are you looking for?”

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groundergaia:

" You did, for all I know I came down here thinking you could have been a rabbit. Your ability to speak makes you much more exciting then that would have been." She smiled to Alistair, she didn’t know him well but she had seem him in the village many times and maybe talked a few times though she couldn’t really remember anything. So if they had happened then they must have been small ones. " You aren’t hurt though are you?" She asked, she knew the fog had just lifted and being by the river washing right after could have meant that he was though she couldn’t see anything wrong it couldn’t hurt to make sure.

“Rabbits can be very interesting!” His own protest almost brought him to laughter, and he fought to keep his composure. “If you’re not careful, one might hear you, and I would hate for you to suffer their wrath.” Her concern was almost unexpected, but he supposed, after a moment, that it shouldn’t be. The girl - Gaia, he remembered with a sudden clarity - wasn’t exactly a stranger, and they looked out for their own. “It is merely a precaution. It is the feeling of it. The fog, I mean. It can linger.”

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paandxra:

Pandora hadn’t meant to creep up on him. She honestly hadn’t even noticed Alistair until he’d turned to face her. She held her hands up in submission and walked closer to him, crouching down next to the river. “I’m not looking to fight. Rest easy.” The girl reached around to grab the bag that was fastened around her waist. She retrieved a small container and placed it under the water allowing it to fill. “Are you alright?”

“Now that I’ve bothered to turn around, that’s obvious.” His teasing was gentle, a soft apology for seemingly threatening her already. He shifted slightly to make more room for her at the edge of the stream before shrugging at her question. “I suppose I am. And what about you? It is always hard to find peace after the fog, I’ve noticed.”

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minniex100:

The thought of people cowering over the sudden appearance of the ‘grounders’ was absolutely pathetic to Minnie. If anything she admired them. They had the freedom that she’d always longed for, and the lifestyle she would kill for. She’d run into a few of them earlier, but they’d seemingly disappeared from the woods. When it came to detecting things in the woods, the girl was at a loss. There were many things she could do, but that was not one of them. If it hadn’t been for the noise of splashing water she would not have noticed, the man beside the river. She crept towards him, not recognizing him in specific, but the fact that he was familiar. She swiftly slipped her knife out of her boot and gripped it tightly in her fist. She was interested in them, but she did not trust them in the slightest. When he turned, she automatically struck a defensive position, her gaze stiffening as he spoke. “Why not?”

The knife was a bad sign. Knives were, in his opinion, always a bad sign. “Because,” and he fought to keep his voice steady while staring at the unfamiliar girl, “I generally have no interest in such things. So there is really no point in engaging me.” He silently cursed himself for speaking up; if he had stayed silent, it was more likely the girl would have walked on and left him to his thoughts. But there was something about these people, these foolhardy people that could crash into a forest and believe they were alone, that stunned him, amazed him, almost. Perhaps that was why he stayed where he was, instead of bolting for the trees like a startled deer. “Why? Are you one who loves a fight? I’m sure I can redirect you to many others who would be more than happy to oblige.”

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groundergaia:

The fog had lifted and it was now safe to come out of hiding and get back to the village and see if everyone was alright, most importantly her sister. Gaia was walking near the river on her way home, she only stopped her journey when she saw someone by it, bending near it. The blonde changed her course and stared walking up behind the figure. Gaia was a bit taken aback by his words, fighting was definitely not on her mind, though maybe there could be others walking up, so it made sense once she thought about it.  ” I do not wish to fight.. that is the last thing on my mind. I just came down to see who was here.” She admitted shaking her head at him. The girl was never a fighter unless it was needed, she never looked for someone to fight with or get to start a fight with her, unless it involved training.

He relaxed at her words, tilting his head back slightly to stare up at her. “Well, I cannot say that I am exactly anyone exciting, but I hope I fulfilled your curiosity plenty.” FInally satisfied with the state of his hands, he pushed himself to his feet, fixing her with a gentle stare. He recognized her slightly from the village, but he had never been good with names, nor with faces.

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inquisitorthalia:

"Or perhaps I just choose to think positively,” she teased, “Envisioning what you want to happen is half the battle.” Though she could hear him breathing heavily still behind her, she turned and started a slow jog, wanting to put more distance between them and the fog if they were still deciding on a hiding place. Shaking her head, she tried to dismiss his argument as casually as she could. “Even if they are,” she reasoned, “Who says they’re armed enough to fight us? And,” she added, “I’ve got a knife and you’ve got — your fists, at least. I hope that we’ve been trained well enough to fight star children.” She knows mentioning their shared training is a cheap shot, but also knows it’ll work like a charm to get Alistair to prove he can follow her into the caves.

“And, as always,” he followed her jog without complaining, although the burning in his calves was almost unbearable, “executing your battle plan is most likely easier said than done.” He flinched despite himself at the mention of their past, but covers it easily enough with a blinding smile. “Very well. You’re probably correct, as usual. And, as usual, you are also lucky I trust you this explicitly. Lead the way.”

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andreaxsecond:

Andrea was far from camp and she knew there was no turning back now. The girl then headed to the first cave she saw, not looking back. As seconds passed, Andrea saw someone head into the cave. She didn’t get to see his face considering he was turned back, so she didn’t know who he was. Andrea then took her knife out of her pants, carefully. “Who are you?”

He heard the girl before he saw her, and turned as quickly as he dared, squinting slightly into the darkness to try and see her face. The sight of the knife, however, was enough to have his hands fly up, a weak attempt to protect himself. “I am Alistair,” he said slowly, already trying to figure out how to talk himself out of this one. “I mean you no harm, that I can assure you. And I would greatly appreciate it if you put the knife down, okay?”

[grounderalistair]

The sparkling water of the river is cold against the palms of his hands as he washed the dirt from under his nails, scrubbing until his fingertips are red. There was no need for it, but something about the fog had left him with an almost desperate urge to be clean. He was about to stand when he heard the footfalls behind him, soft enough that he only heard them when it was too late to go anywhere. “I’m really not in the mood for a fight,” he said softly, turning slowly on his heels, “so I hope that’s not what you’re expecting. Or - looking for.” He decided to leave out the fact that he probably couldn’t beat anyone in a fight anyways.

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paandxra:

When the unfortunate noise of the horn sounded, she felt her stomach turn. Things had been a mess since the sky people had come into their lives, and she couldn’t stop thinking about how many people would make it to safety in time. Her people knew what the horn meant, but they’d been watching the newcomers and were scattered. She was terrified to think of what would happen to the sky people, and watching them wander around in confusion only made her worry more.  Eventually she knew that she had to save herself rather than the others, even if it would fill her with guilt. When she noticed one of her people scrambling around, she went after him, hoping he knew of somewhere safe. She couldn’t think of anywhere, but she had to have faith. She had nearly caught up to him when he slid between a couple of rocks, but she did the same a few moments afterwards. She tripped through the entrance, falling into the man in a way that was much less than graceful. “Sorry, sorry.”

He reached out swiftly, steadying her an arms length away from his chest, blinking slightly into the gloom of the cave. “You’re alright,” he promised, before letting his arms fall back to his sides. “You’re - Pandora, right? Thalia’s friend.” He didn’t wait for acknowledgement, backing up from the mouth of the cave as swiftly as he dared. The air was quiet, and for the life of him he couldn’t remember how long it had been since the horn had blown. How long they had until the very air meant death. “We should probably seek out more shelter,” he explained quickly, ruffling his hair with just an edge of nerves. “Don’t want to be caught out in the open during the worst of it.” This time, he went for a small, albeit gentle, smile. “I am glad to see you safe.”

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grounderbeatrix:

She had been heading towards the invaders camp to observe what they were doing and how far they had developed over night when she heard the horn, causing her to stop dead in her tracks. Hesitantly, she tried to grasp her bearings to calculate where the nearest hide was, but the worry from the fog clouded her mind too much, causing her to run in any given direction in the hopes of stumbling upon a cave. Thankfully, her eyes fell upon a cave hidden by shrubbery, and within seconds she had forced the rock back just enough to squeeze inside. “Alistair,” Beatrix sighed with relief, only slightly out of breath from running, “Are you okay? Did anybody see you?”

He looked up from where he had slouched against the wall, squinting into the sudden crack of sunlight that leaked into the cave. “Beatrix,” he responded quickly, pushing himself to his feet. He was more relieved than he expected to see a familiar face, and ducked his head quickly, acknowledging her greeting. “I am fine, thankfully. We seem to have made it to safety in time.” He blinked slowly - the thought of being followed hadn’t even occurred to him. “I don’t think so,” he starts cautiously, “but I was too busy fleeing to notice.”

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minniex100:

Minnie hadn’t ever encountered anything like this. She had grown up on a metal ship, and to say that she was out of place down here was much more than an understatement. For a short while things had been going alright. There had been a few disputes at camp and slight issues with food, but otherwise they were managing. It wasn’t until today that she really thought she might have something to fear. The fog that came over the hills and across the dirt was nothing she had ever seen before, and witnessing what it could do to a man left her wondering how she was going to escape it. She wasn’t near enough the drop ship to make it in time, but she knew that if she didn’t find a place to hide sometime soon, it wouldn’t end well. She saw someone darting by, disappearing from her line of vision into a patch of stone and she saw it as a good a place as any to hide. She wasn’t sure who it had been, but she knew that they were somewhere that she could hopefully hide from the fog. Sprinting towards the rocky area, she also ducked into the cave, skidding to a halt as she tried to catch her breath. She’d figure out who it was inside the cave with her once she’d managed to get her lungs working once more. “That was close…” She spoke before trailing off—She wasn’t sure if she was going delirious, but she had never seen this man before.

It took him a moment to catch his breath, bending over with his back to the mouth of the cave. Maybe that’s why the voice startled him so bad, since he couldn’t find the source until he turned, almost tripping over his own feet. “Very close,” he replied softly, eyes scanning the face of the girl before him. He could not recall ever laying eyes upon her, and almost subconsciously he dropped his hand to his belt, resting it right beside his knife, and prayed he would not have to use it. “We do not know when the fog will come,” he continues slowly, taking a small step back. “It is best if hide now, before it can reach this cave. Before it can reach us.” There was still the chance to run, but something held his feet to the stone. The girl did not look dangerous, and she held no weapons that Alistair could see. There would be no harm, surely, in just waiting out the fog together. A common enemy, as such.

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inquisitorthalia:

Without thinking twice of it, she reached out and tried to wipe the sweat from his forehead. “We have time,” she said, though she knew they both heard the lie. Swallowing hard, she stepped backward into the tree cover, hoping he followed. “Hear me out, Alistair,” she started, then continued, “Where — where the skaikru fell, Ali. There’s caves near there that we could go to.” She hoped he wouldn’t nix the plan just because of the close proximity to the crash site, and also hoped that he wouldn’t see her enthusiasm for the possibility of running into one of the people there. 

Alistair followed her into the cover of the trees without thinking, desperate not to fall too far behind her. “Your definition of time must be different than mine, then.” With every breath he took, his heart jumped in fear of acid burning his throat, his lungs, but Thalia was right - it seemed their luck had not yet run out. His breath caught slightly in his throat at her suggestion, but they both knew it was true. There was nothing else for shelter within miles. “They may already be within those caves. Neither of us are well-armed enough to face them down.” His protests were weak against his own roaring curiosity, but he shoved it down, thinking instead of Thalia’s safety, of their safety.

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groundergaia:

 The horn blew and with in moments Gaia found herself in a near by cave, she was glad to be in short distant to a cave, not that she couldn’t have ran if needed. The blonde had her back against the cave wall as she sat waiting for the fog to pass. It wasn’t long until she heard a noise at the cave entrance and spotted the back of a figure. From what she could see, she couldn’t tell if it was a Sky person or one of her fellow grounders. Standing from her position she crept towards it until she discovered more about it. She found that he was a male and he looked more like a grounder, in fact he looked familiar. ” Hello…” She finally said hoping she would find out his identity shortly.

He jumped when he heard the voice echo from the darkness, high enough to knock his head against the top of the cave. Rubbing the top of his head angrily, he cursed softly in their language before looking up, peering into the cave. “Who’s there?” He whispered back, trying to make up for the, admittedly, pathetic show he’d just made. “I am just seeking shelter from the fog, I mean you no harm.” From where he stood, he could see almost nothing, but the longer he stared, the more apparent it became, especially as she came closer. Her blonde hair was braided back in typical fashion, and he felt his shoulders relax slightly.