[right][color=silver]Veronica Silverstone[/color]
[color=silver]Location:[/color] On the beach.
[color=silver]Interactiobs:[/color] [@JazzyJuniper]
[color=silver]Health:[/color] Head injury, concussion.[/right]

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The woman laying on the beach next to her began screaming. Veronica covered her ears as her head felt like it would burst. Why was she freaking out so much? Veronica still had a stangely placated look on her face, as this was all just a minor inconvenience. It was impossible for herself to tell, but she was suffering from a concussion. As such, the brief period of panic and terror had subsided into an inky delusion. She was really unaware of where she was, and what happened, and could not focus on much in particular.

Right now, this woman next to her needed Veronica's help. She was crying for help, clearly something was wrong with her. Well, Veronica thought, she needn't worry for long. Veronica was here to save her.

[color=silver]"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry. We'll be fine."[/color] Veronica replied calmly, echoing the woman's words, sitting up and putting a hand on her shoulder. Man, she felt sleepy. Still, this lady was clearly not having a good time. Veronica blinkled slowly. 

[color=silver]"Do you want to go over to those people? I can help you."[/color] Veronica clambered methodically to her feet, stumbling a bit as she fully stood, a wave of dizzines washing over her. Woah, that was weird. Maybe she just stood up too quick- she probably needed to eat more. Veronica didn't remember coming to the beach, but obviously she must have. There were other people over there, in the distance. Having a party? Maybe they could help this poor lady out. Veronica wasn't a doctor. She was a model. People took pictures of her. Why? Veronica giggled. What a weird world.

Veronica extended a hand down to the woman to help her up, offering to help her walk towards help. [color=silver]"Come on. My name's Veronica. What's your name?"[/color]