limped: (AND OUR HANDS ARE NOW EXPOSED)
isaac "newt" newton. ([personal profile] limped) wrote in [personal profile] oasismods 2016-02-06 12:34 am (UTC)

If the Glader noticed the agitation, it was ignored, looked past in an attempt to bridge past nerves and suspicion. They didn't know each other, and he sure as hell wasn't acting like WCKD, so he must have been in the same boat as Newt and Thomas. Right, Thomas, was out there waiting for him, well, he could wait longer, as long as the shucky looking shank didn't get it in his head to wander off without Newt. Though, he doubted it, with the way Tommy watched him retreat back into the ship, looking like he was itching to accompany him.

The English teenager nodded slowly, dark brown eyes unblinking for a long moment before he wet his lips. "Glenn, that's you?" It's a logical conclusion, if he's hollering for her and describing her with a 'hell of a smile' he had to be her boyfriend or something. "Okay, if she's here, we'll find her. I haven't seen anyone matchin' that description and I've been awake for a while." Newt hesitated, unsure if he should tell this guy that people were heading out towards the thick of the forest, leaving this place behind to explore... No, that would probably freak him out - he'd save it in case they couldn't find Maggie and Glenn started freaking out again.

"Hey, greenie, how about ya get the torch out of your backpack and we can check the people that guy hasn't pulled out of the ship yet." God, he hoped this Maggie wasn't one of the dead bodies laying around the ship, or left in the seat. With a small annoyed noise, Newt shrugged his backpack off onto one shoulder, letting it settle on one of the empty seats to shove the items he'd previously been holding into it before yanking out his own flashlight.

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