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[sub][b][color=Black]LOCATION:[/color][/b] [i][color=Black]Beach[/color][/i]
[b][color=Black]INTERACTIONS:[/color][/b] [i][color=Black][@Eric Horst][/color][/i]
[b][color=Black]TIME OF DAY:[/color][/b] [i][color=Black]Evening[/color][/i]
[color=Black][b]HEALTH:[/b][/color] [i][color=Black]Burned Arm, risk of infection[/color][/i][/sub] 
[color=Black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/right][center][hr] [color=black][b]COLTON BUNN[/b][/color]
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The young man was struggling under Colton’s weight. Either he was weak or was injured, at this moment Colton couldn’t tell but he was disappointed in the young man’s show of strength. The man grumbled along with his assistant carrying him over to the sand. Although he was grateful for the help it was in his nature to dislike human contact. He spent many years pushing people away, so he was just looking for an excuse to push away his new assistant. The young man tried to talk to him but received grunts and mumbles in response all the way to the shade. 

Finally, the cool sand hit his body. It felt nice on his sore muscles allowing him to finally relax and calm down. Looking back at the young man that helped him, the most he was willing to do was given a friendly nod in thanks. He slowly sat up against a tree allowing him to view the shoreline and watch the man rush over to the fire just out of view. The smoke was visible though, which is probably where his savior got her heat from. Suddenly he became aware of the pain again and winced, verbally grunting as the pain struck again in his arm. At this point, it hurt less when it was just a gash in his arm. He understood this was for his own safety, in the long run, allowing him to keep his arm and avoid infection if they got fresh water.

Colton rested his head back trying to ignore the pain. As he relaxed and focused on breathing he started to listen. He could hear screaming from other passengers, some talking and planning. He could also hear noises from behind him. In the jungle. It wasn’t obvious, but it was clear movement, large animals wandering through the woods slowly cautiously exploring the new visitors. The movement behind Colton made him more hopeful. When there is life on the island that means there are food and water. The noises behind him meant survival. 


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[sub][b][color=Green]LOCATION:[/color][/b] [i][color=Green]Beach[/color][/i]
[b][color=Green]INTERACTIONS:[/color][/b] [i][color=Green][@Zoey White] [/color][/i]
[b][color=Green]TIME OF DAY:[/color][/b] [i][color=Green]Evening[/color][/i]
[color=Green][b]HEALTH:[/b][/color] [i][color=Green]Leg injury [/color][/i][/sub] 
[color=Black]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color][/right][center][hr] [color=green][b]SOPHIA STAURT[/b][/color]
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Sophia looked in surprise as the woman stood up and began to comfort her. Watching the woman stand up left her in a stunned silence, she clearly was not in a clear mindset and was acting oddly. Still, she was standing and talking which meant she was better than expected. Sophia looked back at her leg which was looking even more inflamed than it was at initial landing. It was probably time for her to focus on her own injuries and accept the help the woman was offering. 

[color=green]“My name's Sophia.”[/color] Reaching out and accepting the helping hand from the once drowning woman. Sophia struggled to stand even with the Veronica's help. Having to fully support her weight on one leg was impossible and the dizzy injured woman was only partially supporting her. The pain was excruciating, it must be a sprain or worse. Hopefully not worse or else getting rescued would be a massive task. But at this moment the only thought was getting to the other people and getting help for herself and the woman that was literally bleeding from her head. 

[color=green]“It’s just a few steps more,”[/color] Sophia said encouraging herself and speaking to keep her mind off the pain. [color=green]“Are you feeling ok? You are acting odd for the situation we are in.”[/color] Head injuries were not something Sophia was fluent in, so she was thinking that something got knocked loose in her head and messed her up. It was nerve-racking being helped by someone that cold possible collapse at any minute, but right now Veronica was Sophia’s only hope to get help.