RESCUE ME!

[treasureprinces]

Who: Yuffie, Rude and their rescuers?
When: After about a month of being alone on an island
Location: The island
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Yuffie and Rude need rescued. Please and thankyou

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[tacit_turk]

Rude was a little surprised the first time Yuffie had decided she wanted to use him as a pillow. He hadn't actually had much of an opportunity to say no; she must have been really tired that night because she had been out cold within seconds of flopping over on him. He'd watched her for a minute, then decided there wasn't a point in waking her. Apparently this gave her license to sleep that way every night since.

Truth be told, he didn't really mind. He was used to it by now, and it was comfortable enough. Actually, at this moment he found himself idly playing with her hair. Hey, if she got to take liberties, so did he.

[treasureprinces]

Yuffie groaned and curled a little closer to Rude. She wrapped an arm about him and snugged closer. It was nice and she was warm. This was better than stupid dreams about feathers and Alexandrian gods.

"You smell like sand." She muttered in her sleep.

[tacit_turk]

Rude chuckled quietly at the comment. Staring up at the sky, he idly wondered whether smelling like sand was a good thing or a bad thing.

But suddenly his thoughts were broken by a distant sound of--no, he had to be imagining things. Was he hearing a helicopter?

[ooc: Cue someone to rescue them.]

Forgive the fail, planning a painting project

[redshuriken]

Cissnei was at the controls of the helicopter, looking carefully out at the skies surrounding them. One hand pushed her headphones to a more comfortable position on her head while the other gripped the controls. It was then that she noticed smoke and more importantly, a fire burning steadily on an island below.

Certainly it could be anyone, maybe campers but Cissnei circled the island anyway until she could get low enough, safely, to make out two figures laying on the beach. At this height, it was difficult to make them out but she recognized the figures of Yuffie and Rude well enough to motion at the other occupants in the chopper, and towards the pair below.