Jul. 11th, 2010

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[Having collected his medical supplies into one bag, Black Jack runs out of his tent, which gets blown away shortly after. With the blackberry safely in his hoodie pocket, and struggling to hear or see anything through the cascades of rain, the wind is so strong that it feels like for every step he takes, he's blown  back two more. Squinting through the storm, the 'entrance' to the jungle looks next to impossible to enter. However, he still tries. Throwing his bag over the first fallen trunk, he climbs over it with apparent ease (despite the circumstances) and gets back to his feet. However, as he continues on his way to the onsen, he see's something strange. Off to the left, although his vision is blurred, there's something on the path. Something with bright orange-red hair. His eyes widen as he realises who it is. He runs to their side]

Ed! Edward!!
 

[She's most likely unconcious, but he could hardly hear himself shouting her name, let alone her hearing it. A thunder clap above, urges him to unzip his hoodie and wrap her up. Before he picks her up, he notices her blackberry, barely visible under the mud, and shoves it into his pocket, before picking her up delicately, as if he was carrying a glass feather. Gathering up his bag, he continues towards the Onsen as fast as he can, trying to avoid any obstacles in the pathway. However, as he stops to think how to get around a particularly large, broken tree, something smashes into the back of his head. It was forceful enough to knock him  over, but remembering the young girl in his care, he catches himself, falling on one knee. Perhaps it was a branch, or something like a coconut, but whatever it was it caused a thick trail of blood to seep down the back of his neck. His vision blurring internally, he blinks hard, trying to ignore the pain. He manages to get back up, and finish the rest of the journey

Finally, as he enters the onsen, he places Edward down lightly, and looks to appeal to anyone who may be nearby
]
 

She..I found her, she most likely-



[His sentence trails as he himself blacks out]


[identity profile] spoiledking.livejournal.com
[Henry had been sleeping for his entire stay there. He did not like being seen in these shorts that were made of something that made water just slide off of it. He'd taken to his tent, not letting anyone see him. He was particularly mopey like that.]

[However a storm was currently making its way towards them. That meant Henry had to leave. Grumbling about doing servants work, he picked up a blanket and some food and for once, left the safety of his tent.]

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