Tracker || 24 August 2014
Waiting
Jihyo || To Be Your Harbor
Himchan || Walk Beside Me
Writing
Kwangsoo || Feather Your Nest
Plotting
Jongkook
Minjung (vaguely)
The Trial

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Tracker || 24 August 2014
Waiting
Jihyo || To Be Your Harbor
Himchan || Walk Beside Me
Writing
Kwangsoo || Feather Your Nest
Plotting
Jongkook
Minjung (vaguely)
The Trial
Tracker || 17 August 2014
Waiting
Jihyo || To Be Your Harbor
Himchan || Walk Beside Me
Writing
N/A
Plotting (kind of)
Eunhye
Kwangsoo
Jongkook
{ path of rewind } jk&jh&ks
It had been a rather dreadful day for the gangling male as he stared at the multiple small cuts spanning across his long arm, sighing and mumbling under his breath. He had been out of the zone in the forest the whole day trying to gather more supplies, although supposedly all that he did was only to tag after his hyung and collect whatever they could find. The pile was lesser than he had expected, and worse still, he tripped over a huge tree root and scraped his skin on some rusty nails embedded in the forest floor. Why the hell were there even nails stuck onto the soil out of nowhere?
"Hyung... am I going to die if we can't get any medical supply?" He remarked offhandedly. It sounded like a dumb question, really, but he knew resources were scarce and hard to get. If he did die, then it would be first in the record in this disheartening world, that someone actually die due to some rusty nail bacteria infection, instead of the fatal fungus that destroyed almost the whole world.
"Do me a favor and bury me if I die, hyung. Cremating seems a lot more painful." Now this time he was really being stupid, even though he was looking at Jongkook with such a serious and grim expression. Both his parents were long gone, and despite his numerous attempts to seek his younger sister, it was never successful. His hyung was the only person he could rely on now, however overbearing he was to him at times.
"But hyung, it would be for the best if we could get supply off from the hospital. I wouldn't have to die and you won't be so alone by yourself again!" He chuckled, a goofy grin on his face. He was earning a beating from his hyung, literally. "Are we going to reach soon?" The hospital had never been so far off than now.