Clarke Griffin
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I may not be the chancellor, but I'm in charge now. {The 100|MC|Literate|Single}
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07-11-2014 03:23:12
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-- with us? I just don't understand. It doesn't make sense." She blondes eyebrows drew together thoughtfully as -- Finn Collins.
-- she tried to find a logical reason. Finn Collins.
"Why not talk to us instead of knocking us all out and forcing us here? Not exactly a great first impression." The -- Finn Collins.
-- blonde said in response to Finn Collins., though she could see the possibility. She couldn't think of any other reason herself --
-- yet, the reason still didn't sit quite right with her. Something was off, Clarke could feel it. "I guess for now -- Finn Collins.
-- we just play it cool and see if we can dig up some answers." Finn Collins.
Clarke shakes her head. "I'm not saying we ask them. I'm saying we snoop around." The blonde gave Finn Collins. the look she always --
-- had when she proposed a bad idea. Snooping could get them in huge trouble here, but it may be the only way to find -- Finn Collins.
-- the truth of this place, and she knew Finn Collins. was always up for helping her with whatever plans she came up with, however --
-- misguided some of them were. Finn Collins.
#FF Finn Collins. pic.x.com/7XGTXsL961
Clarke had gone off on her own after taking down the mountain. The look on Bellamy's face when she left all but -- ([[Inactive]])
-- shattered the blondes heart. They had shared the responsibility of killing everyone in that mountain. She -- ([[Inactive]])
-- felt awful for leaving him the way she had, but the guilt was all consuming. She couldn't face her people after -- [[Inactive]]
-- what she had done, so she took off. Running from her problems, in hindsight probably wasn't the best way to -- ([[Inactive]])
-- solve said problems, but nonetheless she had taken off and hadn't looked back. The uneven terrain crunched -- ([[Inactive]])
-- beneath each step she took. With a grunt, she heaved ages branches out of her way to reveal a gravel road -- ([[Inactive]])
-- "What...?" She stepped onto the road, her gaze sweeping around the yellow dashes perfectly placed down the -- ([[Inactive]])
-- center of the pavement. She had seen photos like this in her books when she still lived in the space station. -- ([[Inactive]])
-- It took her a moment to place it, streets. They were once used for cars to travel on. ([[Inactive]])