So Nate had apparently decided to live up to his codename, and now there was a whole army of him storming the beach. That was great. The skeleton was still waving and it was freaking her the hell out. At least, it was until a dune buggy came crashing onto the scene. Aya stumbled out of the way with a yelp, and this time couldn't stop herself from falling down. She looked up to see who it was that had almost killed her, squinting her eyes against the sun. The pale man in the driver's seat was a stranger, but next to him…

[color=mediumspringgreen]"Jake?"[/color] she asked. Aya laughed, in both relief and disbelief. She scrambled to her feet, brushing off the sand sticking to her skin. [color=mediumspringgreen]"What are you – y'know what, never mind. Do you have any idea what's going on here? Because I [i]really[/i] don't."[/color] She looked over to the other man and blushed a bit at her rudeness. [color=mediumspringgreen]"Sorry, I'm Aya. Hi. Are you, umm… ok?"[/color] He certainly didn't look it, what with the ice pack he was pressing against his head.

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