It had all happened so fast
One minute, they were battling bec noir, the next they were somewhere completely different.
It was a jungle that much was certain, but exactly where it was, was still a mystery. It wasn't that much trouble to find food and shelter with her own extensive knowledge of having to survive on an island, but it was still hard, mostly because of the loneliness.
Of course that didn't last long.
For the first three weeks she had survived on her own, and she was beginning to miss her own friends and wondered where they had been sent to, they may have been sent to a different world for all she knew, but then a small glimmer of hope had begun to shine.
Although she didn't find someone right away she found a small camping site, it had been abandoned, but it looked recently used which meant people couldn't be to far away.
She wasn't sure how long she walked, ran, and crawled; she had been tired but, it had all been worth it when she found what she had desired: people.
The scene couldn't have been more amazing, she had been following the tracks up a hill when it opened up onto a valley, and in that valley was a campsite. The first person she saw didn't notice her right away, infact she wasn't quite sure who it was, but that didn't stop her from cascading down the hill, nearly tripping while she ran, and hugged them.
She didn't process what was happening right away, at first all she heard was non-coherent squabbling, but then they warped into words that sounded a lot like 'Wwhat do you do you think your doing!', it was then she felt hands attempting to push her away.
She let go reluctantly, and it was then she got a good look at who she was hugging. At first she screamed, she hadn't meant to offend whoever she was looking at, but she couldn't help it. They had gray skin, what looked like fangs! Yellow eyes and maybe gills?
"This wwhole fucking place is screwed up." was the last thing he said before stalking away, his cape flowing behind him. She bent her knees and sat down for a moment, musing over what had just occurred.
"Well that was strange" she said to herself, she had been staring down at the ground when she heard someone call out her name.
"Jade?" she turned around to see none other than the goofy trickster himself, John, with a mild grin on his face. She immediately hopped up and hugged him with all her might. She had asked him all sorts of questions, like how long had he been there, and who was that other guy she ran into, and why were they her in the first place, which he all answered to the best of his knowledge. Once he finished he said to her that he would be back shortly and flew away.
She knew that the first person she ran into was one of the trolls named Eridan, and that there were two other people, one was a troll named Sollux and apparently Rose was here too. They had been here for two months which was odd she had only been there for a few weeks up to that point, and that other than herself there hadn't been any sign of anyone else.
John had said that to her more than two weeks ago now.
She learned quickly what to do, and what not to do around whomever.
Eridan was incredibly defensive and uptight he whined about a lot of stuff, but whenever she asked whether he wanted to talk about it or not, he sneered, usually said something awful and stalked away, very much in the same fashion he did when she first met him, of course then that was mildly understandable.
Sollux was not much better, at first he seemed normal, for the first few days he had been cordial enough, but then he went completely off one day, and kept yelling at her like what had happened was completely her fault. Then he would apologize sometime later on only to do something similar later on, at least Eridan was consistent in his defense. She understood people had their days, but those to were just completely out of her range of understanding.
Rose was quiet, as she expected, and talked very little, but when she did it was worthwhile, she didn't waste her breath on trivial matters like John did, she talked about things that made you think. And she always left a conversation off on a cliff hanger, that left a place to pick up on when one wanted to speak to her again.
John was a trickster always up to something, whenever he came around he eased the whole mood. He wasn't around often, however; either he was of finding supplies or flying off to find others.
Besides small arguments that erupted now and again they all cooperated well with each other, Eridan was a little tough to deal with and harder to coax into to doing something, but he still did his part with keeping the camp in a stable condition. He had a rifle of some sort that intrigued her interest, and she had asked countless times on how to use it and he sometimes opened up when she asked about it. They all fell into a routine, and it was almost normal.
She hoped that they found the others soon, she hoped they were alright, she really did.