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Realistic or Modern Flight 2466: Plane Crash

Layla eventually found it in her to pull her attention from the shoreline and to the commotion near her. It made her happy to see that there actually were some people who survive the wreck. But that didn't make up for the many possibly dead on the plane or in the water. The girl slowly moved over to one of the bodies on the sand and knelt next to them wincing. She took her eyes off the body and her eyes went down to her side. She could see that some of her shirt was ripped exposing skin and notice a bruise around where her ribs were. She quite honestly she didn't want to think about her ingrury. The pain she felt in her side or otherwise could wait until she knew if more people where alive.


Layla turned her attention back to the body, checking the pulse and then coming back empty handed. The girl was visibly upset as she sighed dejectedly. "Are all of these bodies dead? I mean some could just be unconscious right?"
 
May was once more surprised by Yarrow's exploitation of kindness, she grinned in amusement at his statement before settling back down upon the ground. She had yet to meet the others who had boarded on with her and she hoped that most of them had survived the crash..May recalled the crying she had heard upon awaking and shivered, feeling sickened by the thought. "A pleasure to make your acquaintance Yarrow, I am May and don't worry, I would think you're too fabulous to do such a thing."


@Zatanna
 
Luke stopped when the girl began to help him. She explained that I was hurt and that salt water wasn't going to help much. I let her work me, she would swipe her hair from her face every time she took a breath. She told me that I needed to take it out, but it fucking hurt like hell when she took it out. Luke bit my lip to suppress the pain. She made the best makeshift bandage he ever saw and was impressed.


When another survivor came over, she was gorgeous, no doubt and began to be my nurse #2. She rubbed my back soothingly and had a calm and confident voice, something was different from her and all the others.


"I'm Luke." Luke announced to the group of people, eager to get to know all of them. He might as well, he was beginning to get hungry but couldn't really do anything about it until things start to settle down.


Which probably wouldn't occur for quite some time, like "Hello? Plane crash here!"





My black and now ripped skinny jeans were starting to dry by the intense heat of the sun.


Maybe we should get out of the sun, it could cause some serious damage.
 
Avery looked up as a girl with dark hair ran over to them, squinting a little as the sunlight blinded her. She smiled at her and shook her head, her soft blonde hair framing the edges of her face. "As long as he keeps the wound covered, he should be fine. But he does need to wash it soon to prevent infection," she replied, her hazel eyes observing the girl in front of her. "I'm Avery," she added with a smile to both of them when the guy introduced himself. "Does anyone have any idea how does happened?" she asked them as she glanced over at the guy with the wound in his arm.
 
"Well, as far as I know the plane had an engine failure." Luke tried to explain from his point of view.


" I was walking to my seat when the plane started to decline, I got fucked up when the emergency exit got ripped off, did anyone see it happen?" Luke asked curiously to the group.


Luke's shoulders were starting to burn like he thought.


Fucking sun.
 
"Im not that fabulous." he laughed at himself.


"Im not the cool gay. Like the fabulous one Im the mellow quiet one. I just kinda chill." he smiles at her.


"Can I just say you're beautiful. I want your skin tone so bad." he groans.


"So where do you want to go? I dont know how to help you..." He sighed a little disappointed.


He looked up to see his sister with a guy.


"You see that bitchy looking brunette over there? Thats my sister." he said seeing the guy who had a bandage.


"Maybe they can help you. Come on." he said lifting her back up and going over to them and setting her down.


"Mrs? Can you help her?" he said kindly tapping Avery's shoulder.





"Aw Luke. Im gonna call you Lukey Pookey." she purred touching his shoulder.


"Oh! You're really hot... Lets go to the shade. " she said smiling standing up and offering the male her hand.






@Annabella
 
Tony managed to get out of the plane, wobbling about a little. He eventually plonked down in the sand, and stayed there, blinking about. At least he wasn't the only survivor. He glanced at his shoulder again, not even willing to touch the metal that was impaled through his shoulder. It made him feel ill just to look at it, he wasn't about to touch it and cause himself more pain
 
Claire woke up gasping for air but coughing up water instead. She quickly got up on all fours and let the episode take its course as she coughed all of the water up and began to breathe again. This left her tired out, and she had to sit there in the sand for a few moments before she stood up. She looked around and realized that the remnants of a plane crash were in front of her, although she didn't understand why. She looked down and realized that she was standing on sand. "Where am I?" It took her a few moments, but eventually she noticed that she was barefoot, "and where are my shoes?"


She figured her shoes were the least of her worries, so she looked up once again and began surveying the area. She noticed a few other people talking amongst themselves, and another few people dead on the ground, and the sight made her double over and puke. She walked over to the ocean when she was finished and used the water to wipe off her hands and mouth, then stood up and stared out into the cloudy distance. She tried to think, but her thoughts were empty. She couldn't remember the crash and she couldn't remember how she got here, or even if she was on the plane. All she knew was that she was here.
 
May watched the conversation unfold between the guy who was apparently named Luke and Yarrow's sister, she tilted her head in curiosity and practically giggled at the sight that her and Yarrow must've made. Carrying someone around constantly was not a great method of transportation and May would have to make a makeshift cane or walking stick of some sort in order to traverse around the island. She sighed once more before smiling at the two. "A pleasure to meet you Luke and you must be Yarrow's sister! I apologize for not introducing myself earlier but I've been injured as you can see."


@Xx Cosmic Storm xX


@Zatanna
 
Avery chuckled softly and rolled her eyes teasingly as she saw the dark haired girl flirting with the blonde guy. She looked up as another male who looked very similar to the flirty female tapped her shoulder. Her hazel eyes gazed over at the female he was carrying, noticing the injury in her leg. She smiled at them and examined the wound. "I can try, but I only know basic first aid, although it seems as if someone has already taken care of her," Avery noted, pointing to the makeshift bandage cloth around her leg. "I don't know what else I can do, but you should clean it as soon as you find fresh water," she told the girl. "And I'm Avery, by the way," she added with a friendly smile when the girl introduced herself. Her attention redirected over to a couple more people who had just started to wake up and she was relieved that there were more survivors.


@Annabella @Zatanna @Xx Cosmic Storm xX
 
"Yeah, who hasn't been injured." Luke failed to make light of the situation, but at least he tried.


The medic introduced herself as Avery when-


"Holy shit." Luke ran pass the group, where the plane was, to a guy barely even able to stand. A fucking metal rod was sticking through his arm, blood was covering his whole shoulder and arm.


"Jesus, bro." Luke grabbed the guy by his good arm, and began to walk him over to a shady area. He looked fucking mauled.


Luke got up, "One sec, let me go get you some help." Luke took off down the beach to the group and pointed over to where he laid the guy down to rest, which looked like he was under a coconut tree.


"This guy, he's hurt bad. Avery c'mon" Luke grabbed her hand gently, careful and delicately, to make sure he didn't hurt her soft hands. He led her over to


'Metal Rod.'
 
May inwardly cheered as she looked towards a few stragglers closer to the wreckage site. She was relieved that some people had managed to survive however that didn't fix their situation entirely, she shifted slightly before looking back at Avery once more. "If you would be able to help me I would appreciate that but the problem we need to address is how we are going to scavenge for the night as the afternoon seems to be waning." May had an extensive knowledge on being resourceful and it would be tedious to collect anything in the evening due to the lack of light.


@Semblance
 
Tony blinked as someone took hold of his good arm and dragged him along to a tree. He didn't fight the person, didn't have enough strength to, wobbling about on his feet. He simply stared at the other, frowning. When had he appeared? He shook his head as he was placed back down, and simply sat there, gazing blankly around, completely confused
 
Layla got up from the body. There wasn't much time for her or anyone to be dwelling over the dead, as sad as that was. The girl went to move toward the other survivors till someone caught her eye. It was a girl, probably a bit older, shoeless, and standing there with a dazed look on her face. Layla decided it would be better to check on her rather than checking on corpses. "Um...A-are you ok?"


@Zerataku
 
"Yes. Im Chanel. Yarrows sister. Its okay love." she said smiling as Avery, the pretty blonde helped Yarrows friend.





Suddenly Luke got up and ran away completely and utterly ignoring her, then grabbed Averys hand. She was outraged, but kept it cool. On the inside she was practically fuming, she was on fire but on the outside cool as ice.





She saw who Luke dragged Avery too. He was cute, he looked young though.





"Oh no!" she said seeing the metal rod in him. Her and Yarrow were lucky for having no injuries.





She narrowed her eyes, she would have to try harder for some attention.





"I really wish I knew more about helping people." She sighed.





She touched Tonys back.





"Hey lovely. Are you okay? Can you tell me your name, how old you are, and if Tyra Banks is still alive?" she asked. He looked very dazed. She was gonna do what she saw on this hosptial show.
 
Gwen kept crawling away from the plane just in case. She glanced back at the flames in it then look around again. "Fuck my life" she muttered as she stood up slowly. She kept cursing to herself but then her eyes fell upon a lifeless body not too far away from her. She groaned and started to stumble towards where most of the other survivors were. This is what happens when you try to conquer your damn fears she thought to herself with a sigh. She sat underneath a tree and her hands instinctively went to her pockets, looking for something. She felt like she needed a smoke badly right now but she couldn't find her pack. "Damn it" she groaned a bit loudly. She looked over her body instead to make sure she didn't have any serious injuries. She had small cuts and bruises here and there but she was mostly good except for the fact that her ankle was killing her right now.
 
Avery looked up as Luke took her hand and led her over to a new guy with a metal rod in his shoulder. She watched as the dark haired girl who she now knew as Chanel went up to him and began flooding him with questions. "Hey, let's give him some space," she told her softly, crouching down to examine the shoulder of the new guy who was now sitting against a tree. "I'm sorry, but this is going to hurt," she told him, tearing off a piece of his shirt for the second time that day.


Without warning, Avery pulled the metal rod out from his flesh and threw it onto the ground next to her. A large squirt of blood followed but she quickly used the cloth to cover the wound, tying it into a makeshift bandage, just like what she had done with Luke earlier. "Make sure you keep the wound covered and wash it with fresh water as soon as we find some," she told him with a smile. "You'll be alright, don't worry," she added in a comforting tone, her hazel eyes meeting his.


@WolfOfProphecys @Zatanna @Xx Cosmic Storm xX
 
Claire turned to the girl who had just spoken to her, asking her if she was okay. She pondered on the question for a second. Was she alright? She was in a place that she had no knowledge of and wasn't even sure how she got here, but for the most part she was absolutely unscathed except for a few cuts on her arms, some missing shoes, and a nauseous feeling in her stomach. She was better off than most of the people here.


"I don't know. I don't remember anything."



@CreativelyPerfect
 
Luke was worried for Tony, he looked in deeper shit than himself.


Chanel was apparently interested in everyone that made his ego lower slightly. Luke had surprisingly never had a girlfriend in his life. He thought she was different.


He shook it off, "Avery,"Luke cleared his throat," How is he? Is there anything I could do?" Luke asked nervously, this much blood was making him sick. He thought of washing it with the salt water but remembered what every Avery said.
 
Logan noticed Layla and Claire among the dead bodies that were laying listless in the sand. It broke his heart to see that some people didn't make it, yet he knew there was nothing he could do to change what happened. He redirected his attention to the ones who were alive and roaming around with the same confusion he had. The male wasn't too good at conversation, but this was a dire situation. He hesitantly approached the two females, finding it hard to make any eye contact. His mind was scrambled and searching for a decent way to start talking to strangers in a bad time like this one.


"Um...does anyone know what happened?" Logan asked meekly, his voice barely audible, and his glance at the ground below his bare feet.


@Zerataku @CreativelyPerfect
 
Chanel almost lit Avery on fire when she said to give him some space.





"He looks dazed. He could have a concussion or something. We need to make sure he's okay." she growled.





"Im not Avery but, you need to rest too. You're still hurt." she said looing at him, concerned.





"Since he needs space maybe we should leave him and Avery alone." she said softly.





She almost barfed as Avery played the sexy beach nurse or some shit.





She grabbed Lukes hand.





"You're really tense... Can I massage you?" she said softly.
 
Luke suddenly had an awesome idea. Luke did a handsome laugh before grinning like an idiot, showing off his pearly white teeth.


Luke stood underneath the tree that was shielding them from the sun. He took his shoes of and began to climb the tree, until they couldn't see him anymore.
 
Tony stared at Chanel in confusion, "T-Tony...." He mumbled, not registering the other questions, "S-Sounds right..." He huffed, frowning. His attention was drawn by another girl, who warned him of something. He blinked at her, tilting his head a little as she moved. Realisation shone briefly in his eyes as she grabbed the metal, and a agonised cry escaped his lips, the boy struggling a little. He whimpered, "Was mean" he grumbled, closing his eyes
 
May glanced at Luke as he removed his shoes, watching incredulously as he climbed a coconut tree with defined ease and laughing loudly at the sight. The man was a certified spider monkey and it had certainly made her feel somewhat better to see the sight, she glanced over at Chanel who seemed to be fawning over a boy with.. a metal rod present in his arm, she felt a sudden wave of nausea overcome her and turned away. The wreck had done that and it was only a matter of time before they had to find some way of disposing the bodies. She refocused her attention on Luke who seemed to have disappeared.
 
Claire turned once again as someone else addressed her and the girl she was standing with. She immediately noticed the bright, flowery outfit that the boy was wearing and smiled. Something about the flowers made her happy. He spoke low, but Claire didn't mind a bit. She tried to make eye contact with him, but he was obviously avoiding it, and she would respect that.


"Do you not remember anything, too?"
She asked sweetly.


@emdillon
 

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