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[Popcorns]

Lucas sighed. "Look, I know cuts can get infected or whatever. But wright now, you back is worse then ours. Ok? So once you stop bleeding you can worry about this." He said waving to their arms. It felt like a stupid conversation to have. Which ingury is the worst? To him, it seemed like something a old lady would to her friend when both of them had the same little cut.

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Turning around, Isabelle let out a soft sigh, her soft eyes staring ahead, at the empty space in front of her. How did this happen? she thought and without knowing why, actually began to laugh quietly to herself. This kind of thing didn't happen to her, it happened to the unlucky people she saw on the news, not her. She continued to reassure herself, a shadow of her smile playing on her lips. She shook her head as she began walking back towards Amilia, who was now with, what she could see, two others. Their fairly muscular figures appeared to be those of a man, but she was too far away to be sure.
As she came closer, the soles of her shoes lightly dragging across the white sand, the figures became clearer. "I couldn't find anyone," she called out, figuring Amilia would know that she meant she hadn't found any doctors.


"Uh, no." Oliver murmured, his green eyes shooting a quick glance in Kia's direction, then drifting off towards the wreckage. "Well, if you're ok, I'm gonna go check out the rest of the wreckage, see if I can find anything we" and by we, he meant I. "can use" he shrugged, spinning around on his heels and walking back towards the cabin of the plane. Sure, Oliver had his sweet moments, but overall he was a pretty selfish and some could describe heartless guy. He could care less what would help the group, worrying about other people would only get him killed. The only person he was worrying about was himself.

[Always Dreaming]

"No." Amilia snapped firmly. "I refuse to be taken care of before anyone else." Then shr turned to Isabelle. "Ok. I think we can deal without one for now."
Amilia looked aorund for anymore survivors when a seering pain shot up her back. Her knees almost buckled from beneth her but she stayed standing. They need to get their wounds checked and looked after before mine. She thought her gaze resting on each of the 3 sanding around ehr.

[Popcorns]

Lucas sighed,"Well, then we're jsut going to stand here and neither of our wounds are going to be treated then. Lets take care of the one in more pain first ok?" He said, adding the last part. He crossed his arms and stared at Amelia. I'm not backing down. He thought. I'll win this arguement, then take a closer look at her back. After her back seems fine, I'll let her deal with our arms. He mentaly listedd things in his head.

Logan jsut wanted to open his mouth and define his brother, letting Amelia take care of they're arms, or just Logan's. But his mouth stayed shut on the arguement. It wasn't really his fight, it wasn't like he cared who got treated first as long as they all did. Instead of joinging the discussion, his eyes eyes flicked to the woman who had joined them, saying something about not finding anyone. "Hey, I'm Logan." He said, with a slight smile.

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Isabelle nodded in response to what Amilia had said, running her hands across her blood-stained jeans. "Eww," she murmured to herself in a quiet whisper, just now noticing the blood. Quickly running a hand through her mess of wavy, brown hair, she turned her attention to the man who had spoken. "Oh, hi, I'm Isabelle" she replied, returning his smile.

[Always Dreaming]

Amilia shook ehr head loose and tried with much effort to keep standing striaght. "My back isn't as bad as your arms. I'll get my back tended to after all the other survivorss, if any, are looked after." She snapped stubornly crossing her arms and wincing.

OOC: Writers block.

[Timelord]

Username- Oakash
Name- Katy Lagun
Nickname- Kat
Gender- Female
Age- 20
Country of Origin- New Zealand
Personality- Katy is brave in her own way. She can withstand trauma and heartbreak, but it accumulates. And as all things do, eventually blows up. She can face things head on, he stubbornness not letting her run away. She hates it when boys look at her, she feels as if they are examining her flaws.
Ranking- Hunter
Strengths-
- Stubbornness: She won't stop until there is nothing else that can be done, and even then, she might not
- She isn't afraid of almost any wild animal, she can pick up and hold even snakes
- Her ability to look the other way if someone needs a favor, and they already owe her
Weaknesses-
- She won't say no to anyone who needs anything. Some people call her a jellyfish, and she hates making decisions.
- Inability to make decisions.
Fears-
- People rejecting her
- Not being able to help if someone is dying or hurting
- Being killed in a fire
Crush- No one yet
Appearance-
Other-

Nothing I can think of.

[valar morghulis]

[[Accepted ^^ ]]

[Timelord]

Katy moaned quietly, then stopped herself. She didn't want to appear weak before whoever was out there. She rolled to one side, banging her head into a waterlogged log. She cried out, not able to help herself this time as she had already a lump on her head the size of an egg. She sat up woozily, noticing people scattered around on the beach, and she hunkered down, willing the tears not to come. She was afraid to investigate, in case she found a dead person.

While she was debating within herself, she heard voices. She immediately brightened, and called out, "Hellooooo! Is there someone there?!"

[Popcorns]

Lucas let out a sigh. "This is going nowhere." He mumbled quietly. "Look, if you wait to get tended to, your back could get infected. Alright, so you don't get to just sit and wait for your back to get all infected with bacteria. Plus, if you tend to others with open wounds, who knows what can spread. If you haven't noticed, we don't have medical supplies to clean that stuff out." He snapped. He let out another deep breath before running a han across his face.

Logan nodded his head to Isabelle. He looked over at the two, and gave out a soft sigh. His head turned and tilted dlightly, like a dog. His eyes flicked to Isabella. "Did you hear that?" He asked, refering to the faint 'hello?' that he had heard. He wasn't sure if it was the wind or soemthing, or if it was someone.