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xxxxfeeling; panicked/faint
xxxxlocation; beach
xxxxtagged; Derek, Bellamy
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xxxxlocation; beach
xxxxtagged; Derek, Bellamy
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- Roxanne clutched at her chest as she could feel a lump began to form in her throat. She choked back on her tears, letting a few slip down her delicate face. Slowly and surely, she became to fall upon the realization that her husband may not have survived the crash. Most of everyone was awake and gathering supplies. He would have surely found her by now or been looking for her. At least, he would have returned her cries for him. Biting her bottom lip, her hazel eyes rested upon two men who seemed to be looking over everything. Maybe they saw him? She had only been awake for a little bit. So its much more likely someone who woke up before her came across Alaric. Especially since these two gave off an 'in charge' vibe.
She stumbled over to the pair of men. Her adrenaline was dying down and in return her pain began to increase. Her right wrist continued to swell up and now it was getting unbearable to put her weight on her right ankle. "E-excuse me." Roxanne managed to get out hoarsely, lifting her left hand and wiping away her tears. She refused to cry in front of people. Roxy always hid her feelings no matter what. Even if you could hear the despair in her voice. "I'm looking for a man. Blue flannel, dark jeans. He is tall and has short brown hair. His name is Alaric-" Roxanne choked on her words as her eyes began to sting. She swallowed and continued on talking. "Have you two by any chance seen him?" Subconsciously, she began to mess with the diamond ring on her finger. It surprised her it was still there. Roxanne glanced between Bellamy and Derek, awaiting their answer. Her first priority was to find her husband. Or at least know if he was alive. As sad as that thought was.
