OOC: and when my character dies im gonna make it all sad too, after he dies im going to add something about his last thoughts and such.... gonna make you feel bad
"Damn it, ill go track 'em.... their taking too long... Emperor knows what might have happened..." " you think you'll be alright staying here watching him?" *pointing at Shinn*
"Yup." Graham said casual, putting his book away and readying his Las Rifle, being aware of everything.
"all right then" *flips up hood* "Good luck mate...." *enters into the underbrush, seemingly disappearing in front of Graham's eyes* *pulls shotgun out of pack and puts in on the shoulder sling hanging over his left shoulder under his cloak, still non-visible if looking at him but now easier to reach* - that damned noise from the beach.... started up again.... shit.... *spots Henrik and Sergei* *almost in a whisper* "its me, dont worry" *Sergei shocked by the voice coming out of nowhere almost dropped Henrik* *stands up* "so i guess thats what was holding you up? we need to get back, nights coming and i heard that damned noise again... here, let me help" *grabs Henrik's other arm and the trio continue on toward camp*
Henrik watched the world bounce in front of him. It was nearly soothing.. So calm even - and he would have fallen asleep if not for the unbearable pain coming from his left leg. With one able leg he paved his way back toward the camp - determined not to die of blood loss on the way. It was nearly unbearable, impossible even, with just one leg - but at least he had two pairs of working legs to help him in that task. Sergei and Jeremiah held him steady so that he did not fall or run off. "You know, guys," Henrik said and placed his arms on the shoulders of the two men, "We make one hell of a team." He gave a slight chuckle and continued, "I mean think about it - You do all the manual work while I use my scientistic brain to supervise. Right?" He was laughing to himself now.
Graham stood up after some time, the sun heading to go down slowly. He prepared the fireplace to burn, scratching his head how to make a fire. But eventually remembering the basic training of survival and starting to rub some dry twigs against each other.
"Aye, there's the camp... " "Hey mate... Help us out here will you?" *sets Henrik down against the rock Graham was on, near the camp fire* "Damn... Only 3 tents left and we need to make a bandage... Everyone all right with cutting part of one of em off for a bandage for his leg?"
"Yeesh go aheaad!" Henrik murmured,"Ish naht like I'm losing any blood over here." Emperor protect me, he whispered, this is really starting to hurt.
"We could just take the shirt of Shinn here.... He seems not waking up anytime soon." Graham said with a shrug, still working to get the fire on.
"That'll work I guess" *pulls Shinn's shirt off and rips the arms off and wraps one of them around Henrik's leg* Now we have a few more for when we have to replace it... Sergei help him into one of the tents, I'll move Shinn into another to stop him from getting too cold without his shirt"
