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Maria Deluca ([info]maria_ontherun) wrote in [info]fate__rpg,
@ 2008-03-05 00:55:00

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Entry tags:harrison john, maria deluca, trisha jenner

Who: Maria Deluca Whitman, OPEN to the other Tailies
When: Wednesday, September 22, 2004. Afternoon, not long after the crash.
Where: Their crash site, which is the jungle and a bit of beach on the other side of the Island from the Survivors.
This got away from me a bit, and is very long. Sorry?


Maria had been talking with the girl sitting in front of her when the chaos had started. Michael had gotten up to pee or something, she couldn't quite remember. But Michael had been gone, so she'd started talking with the girl in front of her. Who seemed genuinely interesting at the time, and then the plane started freaking out. Which was fine, okay. It wasn't her first time on a plane, what with being on the run from the FBI and all, so turbulence was normal, and no one else was worried so why should she be.

That was until all hell broke loose, and everyone was panicked and people were being sucked out of the plane, and she barely had time to get the stupid face mask on, especially with worrying about Michael being gone still, before she blacked out. Her last thought as she slipped into the darkness was that she was sure she was really going to die before she'd get to see her mom ever again.


That sureness probably explained why she was so completely surprised when she came too, and instead of being dead she had a mouthful of kind of salty.. sand.

The blond tried to sit up then, to spit the nasty substance out. But putting weight on her left arm forced a pathetic cry from her mouth as she buckled over and ended up with more sand in her face. She stayed that way for a second, trying not to cry, before she unsteadily tried again, this time putting all her weight on her right arm.

She let out something between a sigh of relief and a cry of agony when she managed to get her face out of the sand far enough to start spitting it out.

The blonde didn't know how much longer she stayed in that position, haunched over and spitting. But finally she sat up on her knees, struggling to stand. She reasoned that if she was still alive, then someone else had to be too. That and she really, really wanted to get away from this spot, now. Once to her feet she found they both, thankfully, seemed to work alright. Though she was sore as hell and had to take each step carefully. Thinking about each one much like she was relearning to walk. Once she felt she had the whole walking thing down again, she started looking around. The panic hadn't quite settled yet, but she knew it would eventually so she took the opportunity to try and find others, to try and help, or figure out where she was, or something.

Anything but lay in the sand. Laying in the sand would be bad.

Realizing the panic was beginning to hit, she started walking a little faster toward someone laying in the sand. She was probably pushing her shaky legs harder then she should have, but they'd deal. She needed to get to the person, needed to see if they were alright. Mostly she needed to get her mind busy, or she could.. die of shock, or something. Something not good.

As she stepped closer to the person, she began talking, though mostly to herself. "Hello? Please, please be alive. I don't think I could deal with you being dead, okay, whoever you are. So, just be alive."

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-12 07:16 pm UTC (link)
Trish had fallen asleep on the plane; resting her head on David’s shoulder as he was sitting next to her though she didn’t know she’d done it but she had. Then she was woken by the sounds of screams. At first she was a bit incoherent thinking she was just dreaming; her dreams weren’t kind to her these days. But then realization kicked in, of what was happening and she fumbled for the oxygen mask seemed that was what you were suppose to do but before she could get it on she was whipped out of her seat, hit her head hard on something before losing consciousness. The only thing that had gone threw her head was; Don’t it fucking figure!

She moaned slightly, she heard a voice but she couldn't make out whom it was. Her head felt heavy, and as she breathed in she got a clump of sand in her mouth. Which caused her to start chocking, she rolled herself over trying to spit and cough it out once that was done she just laid there. Trisha wasn’t entirely sure where she was. The girl felt like she should know, but the more she tried the more her head ached. She didn’t right this second remember being on the plane or the crash. “Dar, that’d you.” She finally asked after a moment. She attempted to pull herself up, but then a sharp pain ran up her head and she cradled herself back to the ground. Why was she in sand? That made no sense!

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-13 12:57 am UTC (link)
Maria jumped when the person- no the girl moaned. Then let out a relieved huff of air and stepped closer. "Oh thank Buddha," she muttered (still using the phrase she and some of the others had picked up from Kyle).

When the other girl started spitting out sand she made a sympathetic face. Having just done that herself, she fully understood the ick that was a mouthful of sand.

"Hey, hey. You're alive still! That's good." That's, that's really good," she announced, kind of unnecessarily. She shook her head, nearly standing over the other girl. "No, sorry. Not Dar." She stepped back when the other girl went to sit up, only to step forward quickly when she sank back down. "Oh hey, hey, no sudden movements!" Never mind that Maria herself had made fairly sudden movements. "I'm not a doctor, so I uh, I don't know how to see if anythings broken, or if it's safe for you to move.. you know, so you'll have to kind of figure that out on your own." Tilting her head, "I can help bandage though, if anything is bleeding."

[OOC: Why must you mock me IJ? I try to post something so you decide it's time for maintenance work? Rude!]

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-13 05:50 am UTC (link)
Trisha heard the girl’s voice, making out the words this time though for some reason it sounded muffled. Still alive, was there a reason she shouldn’t be? She made a face, looking upward at Maria. “What’d happened? Heads a bit… fucked. Can’t say I know a thing. This a beach, yes?” The words were a bit drawn out like she had to think kind of hard to say them. Where was Darry? Was he with her? Had she drank too much at a frat party? Passed out? She could see that. She didn’t do it often, but she had… wait Doctor?? “What?” She said sort of really delayed at Maria’s mention of a doctor. “Bleeding, broken?” She was staring completely dumb founded. Needless to say she hadn’t what the situation was yet.

At that Trish more or less started looking herself over, confusion apparent but why would the girl have said that if it wasn’t important. She still couldn’t stand and wasn’t going to attempt it. But she tried her arms and legs moving them around a bit, they didn’t seem broke. Although closer examination she had a few cuts on her upper arms. She hadn’t checked her head, which she should have because now blood was dripping down the right side of her face and neck. Which she’d not noticed, but could be seen especially at Maria’s angel looking down at her.

[OOC: *Shakes head* Why IJ... why?]

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-15 06:48 am UTC (link)
Maria huffed out a slight laugh, though it lacked some serious amusement. "Do you remember being on a plane? Everyone got on in Australia?" Waiting all of about two seconds for a response. "Yeah, well, the plane crashed." Her hands fidgeted, wishing she had her cypress oil, but of course the damn airport security had taken it. Muttering to herself, "of course, had to be this time too. We were finally going to see the others." Shaking her head, she spoke up, "good time to have your head all messed up." Looking around a bit, "defiantly a beach, just.. don't know where exactly? There's a.. jungle though?" Sighing, "yeah, my arms all messed up."

The blonde frowned watching Trisha examine herself, she probably should have done that herself before she started trying to walk around and help others. But the thought was lost when she realized the other girl wasn't going to pay the bleeding head wound any attention. Not that she blamed her or anything, it was hard to wrap your head around everything in these kind of situations. "You're bleeding," she announced after a moment, not really sure how to go about dealing with it other then that. "I can, uh, take a look at it, if you want? Probably set you up with a makeshift bandage?"

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-19 03:10 am UTC (link)
Trish listened quietly inspecting the other girl. She perked her eye brows in thought at the mention of the plane, though whatever she was going to say was forgotten on the ‘your head’s bleeding’ bit. Trisha hadn’t noticed it is all. She nodded, reaching for it a bit; bring her hand back covered in bleed. Yep bleeding head, got that. “Please.” Was all she really said. Everything was a bit foggy, but she remembered. Remembered hitting her head hard, slamming it into something when she was ripped from her seat. Was somebody sitting next to her, couldn’t be Darry. Then all of a sudden like she’d only then remembered him. “Dav… Where’s Dav?” She glanced around the sand frantically. Now paying no attention to her head; she tried standing up so she could go look for him.

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-19 04:12 am UTC (link)
Maria sort of just kept nodding, like it was important. But that was what she did, panicked a bit, then got her act together when it was really necessary. At the please she knelt down, trying to offer a comforting sort of smile. She had her hand outstretched toward the wound to look it over, mostly just to make sure it was super packed with sand or anything, since she could stitch the other girl up or anything, and then Trisha was freaking out about someone named Dav. Not that Maria couldn't understand that. She felt like freaking out about Michael herself, but knew he was.. resourceful.

Leaning back a little, especially with Trisha tried to stand. "Hey, wait a second. Lets get your head looked at and then we can find Dav, okay?" Looking at her with slightly pleading eyes, "come on, okay. You can't run around bleeding all over," she reasoned.

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-19 04:46 am UTC (link)
Trisha didn’t want to really listen to reason, she’d become good at not listening to it. But at the same time, taking half a second to logically see the situation from a sane stand point, it would do no good. So with a long sigh, she settled back down in the sand. Trisha titled her head so the other girl could see it. And moved her hair out of the way the best she could. “Names Patricia, by the way… though most just call me Trisha.” Trisha or Trish. But Trish was mostly reserved for Darry, course he called her other names. Also called her names when the two were playing games and whatnot too but she hadn’t played any game resembling anything of theirs, since well, since that night. She wouldn’t loose David like she lost Darry. Maybe it was already too late. And with that thought she fidgeted in the sand some, but didn’t move.

The cut was really a gash along the base of her head up to the center on the right side. It was seeping blood, but not too badly. Although the reason was probably the piece of scrap metal lodged into the wound. It was doing a good job at keeping any blood from pouring out. It would be difficult to see how deep the thing was imbedded, it didn’t look too large-wide and fact was Trish didn’t even realize it was there. The girl’s head hurt something fierce but she couldn’t depict any certain pain from the rest. That is unless Maria started moving it, and then chances were she probably would.

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-19 05:36 am UTC (link)
[ooc: What is going on with my lack of n't's? I do not even understand.. lol OH! I posted with David. Woulda done it earlier, but I wanted to check with Lucy that it was okay to go to day 2.]

Maria smiled a little more real at the sigh. She could fully understand being annoyed with having to do something rational at a time like this. She really could. "I'm Maria. It's, uh, nice to meet you Trisha?" She smiled sheepishly. It wasn't that it wasn't actually nice to meet the other girl, really, but the situation could be better. A lot better.

She looked over the wound a little, frowning. "That's, um, not good. Not good at all." Still frowning, "well okay, not really bad or anything, I don't think. But defiantly not good. I mentioned I wasn't a doctor right?" She refrained from touching it, as she didn't know how deep it was or anything. Touching it could make things a whole lot worse a whole lot faster, and she figured it should be talked about first considering she was defiantly not a doctor. Though she did manage to rip a large strip off her shirt (which was so not as easy as the made it seem in movies) as she freaked out, gently wiping up some of the blood that had poured down Trisha's face.

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-19 06:11 am UTC (link)
[OOC: Lol. Yes checking is always good. So totally replying to him once we/ Trisha&Maria figure out what’s being done with Trisha’s head; since that’d clearly be under control before the end of the first day. His post made her smile… not the him hurt part, which got a frown… but the- Them both thinking it was a hang over/party that was the cause of waking up in weird places. HEEE. LOL]

“Hi ya, Maria.” She said with a tight lipped smile. Nice to meet her? Ya, Trisha supposed. Be better if the god damn plane hadn’t been ripped apart. What was with her luck and completely innocent traveling… turning in to crazy nightmares? Although looking at it in an odd way, Trisha wouldn’t have actually met her under any other circumstances. Since the girl wasn’t the type, especially as of late, to talk to complete strangers. So was something weird and ironic in that… had to be right? Her wandering thoughts were brought back at Maria’s words, which made her fidget again some more. “What’s not… good?” Trisha asked in a soft inquisitive tone.

[OOC: Ignore Trisha’s language, even those of her thoughts. Should already knew she has a wide selection of words. LOLNot that I need really tell you this. LOL. But figured it’d mention it. :P]

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-19 06:35 am UTC (link)
[Good plan! Lets get that figured out then, 'cause wanna play them. XD Ha, it seems like such a college kid thing to do, really.]

"Well, uh, there's a piece of metal in the cut on your head?" Maria said weakly. "I'm not sure how deep it is.. it's pretty thin though?" She tried to emphasize the thin part. "I don't know what would be the best plan here.. I wouldn't think it could be too deep? But with the luck we're having," hands flailing to make the whole hey, we were just in a plane crash point even clearer, "that could end badly?" Frowning, "I don't think it can just stay lodged in you though?" After a second, "I could run around and see if there's a doctor awake, maybe?" She doubted it, because again, hello bad luck, but it was worth a shot?

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-19 07:02 am UTC (link)
Trisha nodded understand everything she said and keeping the freaking to a minimal. Cause pieces of metal aren’t suppose to be in your head. She thought about it a second, doing that thing with her tongue. The sticking it out just slight, resting on her lip before speaking. She told Maria “Maybe best to see if a doctor is around. But, if that ain’t the case. Ahhh…” She didn’t know what to do. “Maybe … we could wrap it tightly. Then look around for something to actually close the thing with, and pull the thing out with??” She offered up, hopeful. Trisha wasn’t a doctor. But it was her head. And it sounded like a good plan. Hopefully they could find something before it got infected, and before the thing moved on its own.

“Oh, Maria… Thank you.” Trisha added. She was lucky to have a nice girl who was willing to help. She coulda woken up with somebody who didn’t give a flying leap. Or … she coulda not woken up at all. And her luck was really bad. Maybe she’d been the reason for the crash. Her god awful luck crashed the plane. Hey… It wasn’t the craziest thought she’d ever had.

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-20 04:20 am UTC (link)
Maria smiled a wobbly sort of smile. "Right, I'll see if I can find a doctor.. or someone who's at least watched a bunch of ER or something." Standing up, "I'll be right back! And if I don't find someone else, I'll keep an eye out for things to uh, close and pull with." She was really hopeful for the finding someone else bit, but if they didn't, then she'd do what she could and what Trisha wanted. Was her head after all, so it was most defiantly her call.

Maria turned back around, only a few steps away at this point, and smiled an actual wide, happy sort of smile. "You're welcome." And just like that she was turned around and off looking to see if anyone else was awake, and if they were, did they come attached with medical skills.

[ooc: Do we want to throw up an OOC post asking another tailie to join this thread? I don't think we have any tailies with med skills yet, but I'm not 100%. I'm alright either way, I would love to get to the D/T thread, but I am having fun with this one.]

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-20 04:49 am UTC (link)
[OOC: Yeppers. I think totally should drop a post asking for others. But if others don’t show up that’s fine too. Same… having fun with this one, but can’t wait for D/T one though too. LOL]

Trisha nodded slightly; guessing she’d just wait where she was. She fiddles some with her hair, reaching up towards the wound. She flinched slightly as she felt the piece of metal in her head. Then sighing she let it be, boy it was actually better David wasn’t here, she figured he’d freak out something over this. Not that Trisha was internally doing that but, she was almost positive he wouldn’t be the quite sort about it. He was a bit like Darry in that manner.

Wrong, Trish. The girl squirmed slightly, the voice was familiar. Too familiar. She turned around looking around in the area. She didn’t see anybody. But it was defiantly him. “Ohh, great. Hearing voices … again. Just lovely. This couldn’t possibly get worse.” She spoke out loud to herself. Plane coulda exploded instead of breaking apart… would have been a mighty mess. She rolled her eyes some. “Always a brat… ain’t ya.” She rested her head in her hands waiting for Maria to return.

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[info]marycallsmejoe
2008-03-20 06:14 am UTC (link)
[*leaps in with a dramatic flare and much waving of arms* Here I come to save the daaaaaay. Or something. XD]


Bright light penetrated the young man's eyelids, making his head hurt. He lifted a hand to shield his eyes as he opened them, then frowned when he noticed their were trees overhead. Trees? What the hell? And why did his head hurt so much?

With a groan, Harrison shifted so that the sunlight wasn't blinding him. He took a few breaths, waiting for his heart to slow to a normal beat again. He tried to remember what had happened, but it was mostly a blur. He'd been... knocked out? Hit in the head by something? Yeah, that must've been it.

Then the realization hit him. The plane had crashed. No. More than that. The fucking plane had fucking fallen apart.

Harrison sat up quickly, and instantly regretted it. His entire body ached, and there was a deep gash in his left arm. Now that he noticed it, the wound throbbed something awful.

Taking a shaky breath, Harrison fixed his gaze outward at the jungle - for that was what it clearly was. Where was he? There was some scattered debre here and there, some luggage, and... a few bodies that were obviously not going to move of their own accord again.

The young man groaned as he stretched his aching muscles, all the while trying to rack his brain for what he should do.

[wow, i rambled >_>]

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-20 06:28 am UTC (link)
[*snorts* I love when you dazzle us with your flare!]

Maria hadn't really noticed anyone else moving around much in the sane, so she'd headed toward the trees. Which was a bit shakier terrain then her legs liked, but they'd just have to deal.

Stepping past the tree lines she stumbled over something Looking down, she let out a shocked gasp, "oh, oh! That's a person," with a sort of flail she jumped away.

Shaking a little she tried to forget it and walk further into the trees, "hello? Is anyone else.. alive?"

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[info]marycallsmejoe
2008-03-20 06:49 am UTC (link)
[hee. i have much flare to share. *shares flare*]

He hadn't really registered the sound of footsteps until they were almost on top of him, but the girlish sort of squeal definitely got his attention. Eyes still squinted against the dull throb in his head, Harrison looked outward to see a girl wandering around.

"I am," he replied groggily to her question. "At least I think I am."

Shifting his feet beneath him, Harrison rose, then quickly braced himself as a sudden wave of dizziness attacked him. He closed his eyes until his equilibrium settled, then opened them again to look at the girl.

"Please tell me we aren't the only survivors," the young man said, his tone pleading.

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-20 09:14 am UTC (link)
[Yay! You're so generous! Also, obviously, Maria didn't notice people moving in the sand not the sane. Although, not many here are too sane either. XD]

Upon hearing Harrison reply, she jumped again and spun clumsily in his direction. Looking a little sheepish when she managed, "defiantly alive still."

She moved forward when it looked like he might fall, but stopped once he had himself all righted. Offering a little smile when he looked at her.

"We're not," she offered. "Trisha's defiantly alive still.." Quieter, "and I'm sure some of the others are too.. they just weren't moving around yet." Then louder again, like she actually wanted him to hear, "you wouldn't by any chance be a doctor, would you? Or a fan of ER maybe?" She looked really hopeful.

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[info]marycallsmejoe
2008-03-20 09:45 pm UTC (link)
[*grins* I'm so smart that I knew what you meant. Though you're right, not many of us are sane. XDDD]


He tried to force a small smile in return, but all he managed was a brief twitching of his lips. Upon hearing her next question, Harrison's expression fell. "No, I'm not a doctor. I spent some time in a hospital, though. And I've seen some medical shows. Not sure how much help I'll be, but I'll gladly try." He motioned to himself with his uninjured arm. "I'm Harrison, by the way. I think I was sitting a few rows behind you..." It didn't even occur to him to introduce himself by his alias instead. Didn't matter much anyway.

He took a few steps toward her. "I assume Trisha's the girl who needs the help? What--How is she? I mean..." Not knowing how to finish his thought, Harrison merely gestured uselessly. He certainly hoped there was a doctor still alive among them. Hopefully it wouldn't be too long before the rescue party arrived.

"I really hope there's a beach nearby." He added, looking at her expectantly.

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-23 05:49 am UTC (link)
Under normal circumstances she probably would have been curious as to why he'd spent time in the hospital, though she might not have asked. Being on the run and all it was best not to make yourself noticed. Now though, well being noticed was important. "Yeah? Don't worry, you can't be any less help then I am," she shrugged her shoulders a little, "and thanks." She grinned a little, if it wasn't for both of them having injured arms, and the chaos you could just hear in the background, it was almost normal. "I'm Maria." She had no idea if he was sitting behind her, so she just nodded.

"Yeah, Trisha needs some help." She was nodding again. She got what he meant, so answered, "it's not bad. She's just.. there's a cut, and there's some metal in it.. but we thought we should see if anyone was a doctor," under her breath, "or could sew at least.."

"Isn't there always a beach?" She asked, kind of amused. Though it was true, in ever movie/tv show you saw if a plane or boat crashed, there's a nice beach to land on. Shaking her head, "come on, the beach, and Trisha, are this way." She started heading back the direction she'd come from, then stopped when she realize she didn't have anything beside Harrison to help Trisha. So she turned back around and walked toward him, kneeling down at the luggage and unzipping it. She didn't like having to go through other peoples things, but sometimes you just had to.

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[info]marycallsmejoe
2008-03-24 01:56 am UTC (link)
Brown eyes widened at the mention of metal being stuck in someone's flesh, but he swallowed and tried not to freak out. Freak-outs could wait until later.

Nodding, the young man followed after Maria, however he had to stop quickly to avoid colliding with the girl when she suddenly stopped and turned back around. Harrison frowned in confusion and let his gaze follow her. When he saw that she was going through someone's bag - most likely not her own - it made Harrison wonder for the first time where his bag had gotten to.

Instead of asking Maria what she was doing, he took the time to glance around the jungle for any sign of his backpack. Spotting the bag suspended in a tree overhead, the man felt a spark of relief and gladness course through him. He glanced at Maria, then headed over to retrieve his bag, which, with a bit of tugging, he freed from the branches. It didn't seem to be torn or ripped, so he didn't bother checking inside.

Slinging the pack over his shoulder, Harrison turned back to Maria. "Find what you were looking for?" He asked. "We should probably get back to your friend before... uhh... Gotta try and get that... metal out." He bobbed his head, once again trying to reassure himself and avoid freaking out.

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-24 05:10 am UTC (link)
Maria felt strange digging around in someone elses things, but they needed anything that would be useful. She wasn't lucky enough to find a sewing kit or anything, but she did come across a small bottle of aspirin. Which was better then nothing. All that was in the bag besides that was a small make-up bag (which had no tweezers, and so she had no use for it on the island) and clothes. So she zipped it back up and stood.

She held up the little bottle, shaking it. "Well, I found these anyways." She grinned a little at seeing him wearing a backpack, "find your stuff?" She didn't mention out loud that she hoped she found hers too. She really didn't want anyone else going through her things.. she did have all of her identification in it.

She gave him a slightly funny look, then nodded. "Yeah, she's probably freaking out by now. I told her I'd be back as quick as I could." She head back in the direction she came from, "the blood made it look worse then it really was, okay." She said in a warning heading back toward Trisha.

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-24 10:27 pm UTC (link)
Trisha had stayed sitting where Maria left her. Although her had started to drift off and so she’d been pestered to stand to her feet until the other girl came back. She didn’t want to, but things could be very convincing. Sometimes Trisha wondered if it was just her broken brain making sense of things, or if it actually was him. It took her several tries to get to her feet, and she fell a few times. But eventual got up, she felt really dizzy but that was understandable. And the point was to keep her from going to sleep and giving her something to do, because she probably had a concussion too.

Once she was standing she took a better look at the wreckage that had fallen around her. Bodies, bits of the plane, and every so often scattered luggage; some of which seemed destroyed. She didn’t bend over checking, but she glanced at the people making sure done of them where David. And when Maria and Harrison were within sight she was standing over a body. It was in a particular bloody mess. Arm had seemed to be ripped off at some point in the crashing to the island. And she just stared at it, unmoved by the blood or exposed bone. It wasn’t David so really at this point, was all that mattered to her.

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[info]marycallsmejoe
2008-03-27 08:26 am UTC (link)
When the beach finally came into view, Harrison was almost tempted to fall to the ground and kiss the sand. People would've probably thought he'd lost his mind, if he did. Then again, and as a sad revelation, there really weren't that many people around to question his sanity.

Sobered by that thought, Harrison continued to follow Maria. He could see a woman standing some yards away, peering down at... a mangled body. Harrison gulped and forced himself to look at the woman. If that was Trisha, the girl with the metal in her head, it seemed strange that she was standing. Maybe - no, hopefully - she wasn't as hurt as Maria's description had colored for him. He could only hope.

"Is that Trisha?" He asked Maria, gripping the straps of his backpack a little too tightly.

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-27 08:45 am UTC (link)
Maria was defiantly relieved to be back on the beach. Which was odd, since the jungle had been more peaceful. But the beach seemed more like where rescue boats would show up.

Maria looked over to where Trisha was standing and nodded. She was trying really, really hard not to notice the body and freak out about it. There were just somethings a girl couldn't deal with. "Yeah, that's her.."

"Trisha," she called out as they approached. "Why're you standing up?" She asked curiously, and a little concerned. Then nodding her head in Harrison's direction, "I didn't find a doctor, but this is Harrison, and I've got some aspirin."

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-03-27 10:47 pm UTC (link)
Trisha spotted Maria and the young man with her. With a very slight nod, she headed towards the two. She walked over, wobbling a bit. She shouldn’t have been standing she was very likely to fall and hurt herself more. But she out weighed it to being less concerning than falling asleep and not waking up, or not waking up for a long while; especially with the lack of doctors.

“Darry thought…. Ahhhh, I mean I thought it’d be best. Was drifting off, and not very good thing to do? I thought… so… yeah. Standing gives me something to do? That isn’t slipping into a concussion-al coma” She offered over as her reason for standing. “Plus, you said it wasn’t very bad, so.” She shrugged a bit. She waved slightly to Harrison. “Hello Harrison.” Then she added. “Aspirin would be so fucking lovely.” She lowered herself down on a boulder in the sand, sighing some. Her head was still seeping blood and as she sat she felt a bit dizzier. Like she did it too quickly, despite the fact she’d be careful about it.

[OOC: If the beach is Boulder-less and just all sand. I cans rewrite. Again not sure what the beach looks like, besides it’s a beach that is now scattered with plane and people. LOL]

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[info]marycallsmejoe
2008-03-28 04:19 am UTC (link)
He noticed that she mentioned someone named 'Darry', but chose to ignore it. It wasn't really his business, anyway. He simply offered a half-hearted smile in response to her greeting.

Shrugging off his backpack, the young man let it fall to the ground behind him. He pursed his lips together, wondering what an actual doctor would do in this kind of situation. Exhaling, he knelt beside Trisha and grimaced as he looked at the wound on her head. He could clearly see the bit of metal sticking out - and for a moment he had to close his eyes and try not to vomit all over the girl.

When his queasiness had subsided, Harrison opened his eyes again, looking at Trisha's face. "Like Maria said, I'm definitely not a doctor. If there was one on the plane, I honestly doubt he would've been sitting in the tail section."

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-03-28 05:43 am UTC (link)
Maria tilted her head, but nodded at Trisha's explanation. "Oh, makes sense.." She popped the aspirin bottle open, pouring three, then four pills into her hand. Walking over to the boulder to pass them to her, "I didn't stumble on any water, so you'll have to take them dry."

With nothing better to do, she watched Harrison as he looked over Trisha.

The blonde hadn't really thought about that, but it made sense. Doctors made good money, so why would they be riding in the tail section.. unless they were cheap. She knew a few people like that, no matter how much they had they wouldn't waste any of it.

"Between the three of us, I'm sure we can figure something out." She tried for an optimistic tone, but knew it came out more unsure then anything.

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-04-07 01:22 am UTC (link)
Trisha nodded, more with a acknowledging of her eyes than an actual nodding of her head. For the apparent reason, she felt so motion sick already that she might get sick so adding to that was really good. She took the pills, and swallowed them down. It wasn’t that bad, she’d done it before.

Ahh, that did make sense. So maybe later a doctor could be found. Had to be those from the front of the plane somewhere, right? Unless that part burned instead of being torn apart… you know?! Trisha glared at the ground. Right cause that’s what she wanted to hear. “I’m sure we can.” She sighed not so sure of that. Still need something to pull out the metal first, then something to close the wound. Then she added to Harrison, “Well any help is greatly appreciated, Harrison… is it?” “Need something to pull out the whatever it is, and to close and wrap it with?” She offered up as a sort of suggestion to the first thing to be done.

[OCC: Sorry for my delay in replying, hadn’t realized it was my turn.]

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[info]marycallsmejoe
2008-04-10 07:37 am UTC (link)
[hoowaaaah. didn't realize it was my turn either. XD]


Harrison swallowed. Truthfully, he hadn't really thought about how the hell he was going to get that bit of metal out of her head. He supposed it would've been close enough to the surface that he could just... pluck it out. But of course it wouldn't be that damn easy.

"Yeah, I guess so..." He said. "I mean, if you have anything, that is."

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-04-12 06:06 pm UTC (link)
Maria shook her head, really, really hating this all of a sudden. Not either of them, but the situation itself. The entire situation. Who actually gets in a plane crash and lands on a deserted island anyways. I mean, really, how does that happen? It was complete crap.

Harrison's question brought her back to the moment, and she shook her head once more. "I didn't find anything in that bag.. but I can try searching some more? Maybe find some tweezers or a sewing kit, or something?" After all, some body on their side of the plane had to of been one of those people, hadn't they?

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[info]shouldatakenme
2008-04-13 04:14 am UTC (link)
Trisha sighed, this really was a fucked up situation. NOT as fucked up as some mind you. But it has its own WTF, how is this happening aspect. Although she’d rather deal with how to pull this stupid shit metal out, than with a creature that eats bits of humans, by far. “Ahh…” She was trying to be smart, and trying to keep herself together. But it really was getting to her. “I don’t know.” She whined, tears starting to well up in her eyes. “I guess you can try lookin’?” She said in a defeated sort of way, having no hope really that she’d find one. “Or, you could always just yank it out with your hand!” She said looking at Harrison, in a very sarcastic pissy tone. Not that it was toward him, but rather the whole bit. She followed it with a shrug, and a sad weary smile. Hoping it’d express the fact it wasn’t at him at all.

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[info]marycallsmejoe
2008-04-14 02:48 am UTC (link)
Harrison shrugged, the motion aimed toward both girls. "That's really up to you, Trisha. If... If you want me to..." He swallowed, "just yank it out... I guess I can do that. I hope I can do that." The sarcastic tone in her voice, though unwelcome, was completely understandable. After all, if it had been his head the metal was in, he was sure he'd probably be in a pissy mood, too.

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[info]maria_ontherun
2008-04-23 04:55 am UTC (link)
Maria stood and headed toward Trisha. Wrapping her arm around the other girls shoulder in a hug, whether it was overly welcome or not. "This is going to be okay. Okay? Seriously, it's going to be fine." And if she'd didn't entirely believe that herself, oh well, it didn't betray in her voice. Because Maria, Maria could be surprisingly steady in a crisis.

"I could pull it out?" She offered. "I've got finger nails and small fingers, so I could probably get a better grip?" She knew she could pull the shrapnel out, that wasn't really a problem. "I'm not sure what we do once it's out though."

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