Lost: Tropic Crash

[AJ Fawxe]

The ferret looked over towards the newcomer with the combat knife and tensed ever so slightly. Under normal circumstances he would have been more alarmed to see someone rushing towards him with a knife. After seeing half the plane he'd been on hours ago, everything lost its edge. Hours? Had it been days? Micah was suddenly aware that he was unsure how long he'd been passed out in the sand.


Micah looked him over then frowned, his face taking on a grim look. Turning towards the fennec he sighed. "You seem the most capable of us so I need you to look for my medical gear. First, I need you to take part of your shirt and wet it in the seawater, though."

[Rayleonarde]

"Engine failure!" Ray called to the survivors. "I think we hit a bird or something." He staggered over to the group, looking around slowly. "Are we it?"

[cuzyeahboi]

She nodded and stumbled towards the ocean, stopping on the edge of the rolling waves she cut parts of the bottom of her shirt off into large patches of soaked cloth and stumbled back. "I'll go look, anything in specific I should know?"

[AJ Fawxe]

Micah watched her as she came back, stumbling a bit as her obscured vision seemed to make it difficult to walk with confidence. The ferret took the soaked rags and sighed. It was a tired sound that came from deep within him.


"It's in a hard case, with a steel shell. It will have a label marking it as property of Precision Surgical Equipment of America along with my name, Micah Freysen somewhere on it." Before the fennec could wander off he grabbed her arm.


"First, though, I need you to stand still and clench your eyes shut hard. I'm going to try to clean some of the congealed blood from your face, but if this saltwater gets in your eyes it's going to burn, okay?"

[cuzyeahboi]

She nodded and closed her eyes tight,

[Silvertongue]

After tearing up his shirt and doing a sloppy job binding his ribs, Ivan stumbled over to help. Addressing the Fennec he said, "You're right. We'll only make it if we stick together." He turned, taking in the rest of the groups various disheveled states "It's going to be hard enough as is." He coughed before inching nearer to the ferret, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

[AJ Fawxe]

The ferret carefully sooner around her eyes at first, but then started to get closer. "Absolutely no opening your eyes, period." The ferret continued and made as quick of work as he could. It was no wonder she had so much trouble seeing, but that shouldn't be a problem now.


Letting her go he let out a sigh of relief. "Okay, you should be about to see much better now. While you're in there, see if you see a first aid kit or a trauma kit. If the plane starts feeling unstable, though, just get out. Okay?"

[cuzyeahboi]

"Yep, " She opened her eyes to the bright day and flinched. It was so much brighter than the red film she had gotten accustomed to. "Oh wow it is bright, " She muttered as she walked towards the wreck, her legs sore and stinging from the salt in the cuts covering her legs.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sighed as he sat in the sand. "Anyone...anyone know where we landed?" He laid back, grunting as his back hit sand.

[Silvertongue]

Ivan eased back down to the ground. "Not a clue." Ivan looked around at the various wreckage among the sandy beach. "I hope its a friendly Island..." Ivan began to make a checklist of items they could use to survive...there wasn't much. "I'm Ivan by the way, might as well introduce myself as we'll probably be stuck together for a bit."

[AJ Fawxe]

Micah more or less collapsed into a seating position. The ferret was uncertain whether or not he could easily sit down normally, but reasoned it would be less painful to simply drop into a sitting position. Looking over to the others he sighed and shook his head.


"I have no idea where we are. To be honest, I don't know when we are. My name is Micah, though. I wish we could have met under better circumstances."

[cuzyeahboi]

She took a deep breath before plunging into the smokey heat of the wreckage. Stumbling through it she opened every over head and looked under every chair, eventually spotting the corner of something steel. It wasn't wreckage. Yet the seat it was under was disfigured and burning. She swore before reaching through the fire to get it. Baring her teeth she grabbed the torn handle and pulled it out. The fur on her elbow was singed but her skin wasn't too bad due to her species' adaptions to heat.

[Silvertongue]

Ivan nodded to Micah. "Same. Though, to be honest any other circumstance is better than this one." Ivan slowly tested how his ribs felt. They still hurt. He growled in pain but just tightened his makeshift bandage and toughed it out. He wasn't going to complain while they had bigger problems to worry about. After shifting his positions a few times, Ivan looked around. "I hope that small fox comes back soon. I think it's getting dark."

[cuzyeahboi]

On her way out of the creaking hull, she stumbled over something. A corpse, half burnt. But then she noticed what was on it's wrist, a quick-deploy fishtail paracord bracelet. She yanked it off the corpse and put it on, "Thanks bud," She stumbled out and towards their little group, holding an extremely hot steel case with first aid inside and wearing a paracord bracelet.

[Michen_S]

In the plane there also was a cheetah still present, pressed against one of the walls of the airplane on the floor. She was still unconscious from the hit, and seemed to be in serious condition. If someone else would see her, their first thought could well be that she was dead. If someone took a closer look though, they would clearly see she was still breathing.