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{17th Collar} I've got a long way to go....[In Person]

[Tom managed to get out of the wreckage with a lot of cuts and a broken arm. Still, that didn't stop him from grabbing his gun to take a look around. He's not sure if this is hostile territory or not. He takes a risk and calls out. The alien night sky didn't help his metal capacities.]

Is there anyone out there?!

[He moves toward a campsite....]

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Hello?

[Hearing the clarity of someone else, he makes his way toward the direction the voice came from. Tom disarms the gun when he finally sees Oz. He recognized him from the murders and his eyes widened.]

Hey, sorry to barge in on you like this...I'm Tom. Tom Hanson. Man, I hate this place.

[He groaned as he put his gun away and slowly knelt down in front of Oz.]

Looks like you got pretty banged up too.

I'm Oz Vessalius.

Just a few scrapes, nothing can can't be sorted easily.

[He wasn't so lucky. His arm was broken and he needed to have it set before it started to become gangrenous.]

How's your grip?

[He never thought that in a million years that he would have to ask a kid to help him with this.]

Another question I need to ask is how's your stomach? I'm going to ask you to do something that's pretty icky and I need your help.

I have a pretty firm grip, why?

I think my stomach's fine.

Good, I'll need you to set my arm. I'll walk you through it.

[He settles himself in a good, strong seated position and steels his mind for the pain he's about to go through. Without the use of locals, this was really going to hurt. It coarsely reminded him of the time he was shot, not once but twice. His first gunshot was embarrassing.]

Grab here and here.

[He indicates this by pointing to the spot just above his wrist and the other slightly below the elbow.]

I'll need you to pull and twist.

Right.

[Tom didn't want to freak the kid out by screaming out in pain but instead he gripped the closest thing to him and his face tightened in pain. He lets out his breath slowly and calms down.]

One more. You need to get it to pop. Don't be afraid, okay?

[His voice, despite the pain, was still soft and patient.]

Think I got it that time.

[His head leans back and his face instantly shows the pain but he never cries out. Yep, he got it.

After a few moments, Tom calms down from the burning pain and looks at Oz with a nod.]

You got it this time.

That's good.

Don't you need anything else?

No, thanks for asking though.

[Now it was time to make the splint and sling...then he realizes that he'll need help with that too.]

Do you know how to make a splint?

[He removes his belt to make the sling.]

Splint?

Um...oh boy.

[He's not used to explaining these things so he'll do the best he can.]

Okay, just take this and break it in half.

[He hands over a small branch he found while he was looking around. He knew that he would need it so he grabbed it.]

Then you take one and put it on side of my arm with the other on the other side. The trick is...crap, I'll need something to tie both ends with. Uh...did you happen to grab any material on your way out? I have zip ties but that could be a problem later.

Ummmm, no I grabbed a couple food supplies and an umbrella.

Okay, I think I'll be okay for now until I can find something to use. Thanks for setting it though.

[At least with the sling it at least reminded him that his arm shouldn't be used.]

You're welcome.

Shouldn't we find a safer place next?

We should but you know, I'm used to pitching a tent or having a sleeping bag than roughing it out like this.

[He's feeling pretty stupid for not paying attention when his dad took him camping.]

I don't even know what you're on about.

[Dende was making his healing runs when he senses a familiar life energy, glad to know his friend is okay he makes a quick decent to the ground, hopping a little to compensate for the forceful touchdown]

Mr. Tom! Mr. Tom!

[Dende happily bounds up to him, looking a little worse for where and missing a good chunk from his right ear... but it will take MORE THEN THAT to take the happy out of Dende]

[Tom was certainly relieved to see Dende and a smile comes to him.]

There you are! You made it out okay. Gosh, I'm really sorry that I didn't have the chance to check up on you. I kinda bashed my arm up pretty good.

[Actually, his body hit an open door from being jostled around and it snapped his arm in two.]

I'm okay! I've been flying around looking for people who got hurt! Here! I'll heal you up good as new!

[But FIRST! Dende reaches into his pocket and pulls out some jolly ranchers he had materialized earlier and hands them to Tom]

Here! This will make your tummy happy while you wait.

[And he holds his hands out in front of Tom and a faint light emits from them. The injures should be fading away as though they were never there]

[Tom had to laugh. This was the first time that he was offered his own idea before and it did make him smile as he takes out the ones that he could eat.]

Thanks.

[Pulling the wrapper with his teeth, he unwraps it with his good hand and pops the hard candy into his mouth.]

You little green healing machine. Aren't you ever tired?

A little bit! It's a lot of work! But I can keep going for a while longer!

[The little light fades out and Dende pats Tom's arm]

How does it feel? All better right?

[Flexing his fingers, he smiles and pats Dende on the head.]

Thanks. That's really good. All better.

[Dende giggles happily and takes Tom's hand in his and starts hopping up and down happily]

I'm so glad! You're all better~ You're all better~

[He smiles the same and picks up Dende with a big hug.]

Yep! Thanks to you. Okay. So what's next? Need any help finding people?

[Oh big hugs! Dende loves those! How did you know Tom?! Dende giggles and give Tom the biggest hug back his little arms can manage, then he pulls back and makes a serious thinking face!]

Hmmm.... I think I'll take a break! You're arm was in bad shape, and I've been flying for a while. I'm a little tired!

Okay. Well, we can rest and count the stars...maybe make shapes out of them. How does that sound?

[It was one of his favorite things to do when he was a kid while he was camping with his father.]

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and la la la LATER IN THE WEEK LALALA

Woohoo!! Mission accomplished!!

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