Henrik cursed to himself and looked at both men with a serious eye. "You two are bickering about who should carry a near dead person.. And on top of that you are fighting who's the rightful leader of us." He took a deep breath and continued, "I'll bloody carry as far as I must if that's what you want, but remember this, boys, I'm disappointed in you." He walked to Shinn and looked at his wounds, "Sergei, you might wanna patch him up and check his conditions fully before I start doing anything." OOC: By the way, we need to twist Shinn's condition so that it does not affect Balthazar's early choices.. Nothing's worse than your character dying because he had a broken lung and you did not know about it
"Disappointed in me for not allowing you to be forced to labor? I do not even discuss leadership just yet, I just fight the point that we should appoint each other to duties before even asking each other or making a general group decision at all!" Graham proclaimed, taking a step forward. "Anyway, where do we move to? I would volunteer for taking the lead since I got a rifle."
"i never said i wanted to be leader, just suggesting an idea, i never said he had to do it first" *looks at Graham* "now did i mate?" edgy bastard *picks up a metal fragment which was thrown from the crash and puts in his his pocket, then walks back over to the group* "you want to be on point, alright, let me know if you want to switch at any point" OOC: yeah, lets just say he got knocked unconscious by the crash
Henrik picked Shinn's unconscious body up and placed him on his wide shoulders. "Throne on Terra, have you gained weight.." He huffed and adjusted Shinn's position. Graham wants the point - he seems paranoid slightly, would make a good point man. "Alright, lead on and let's find a place of relative safety." OOC: I'll be heading to bed soon, so go ahead and make me do things
"ill carry his pack so you dont have as much weight" *unhooks Shinn's pack and straps it to his chest* "what the bloody hell's in this thing?"
"into the jungle i suppose, towards the mountain maybe? im fine with anything as long as we get some shelter" *Valkyrie explodes in the background* *drops to the ground* "FETH!"
The shock wave knocked sergei down too, but they were far enough away that the jet fuel didn't immolate them. (I hope...) "As I had thought, now that the ship has exploded I suggest we look for anything that might be useful, even if it is just scrap." At that he started towards the craft, hoping to find any sort of medical equipment sturdy enough to survive the blast.
"Agreed, but we shall have a basecamp ready before nightfall... For night is when usually the hunters start falling over their prey." Graham O'neill loaded his Las Rifle through after standing up, being luckily only slightly injured. He went from survivor to survivor, helping them up.
*takes outstretched Graham's hand* "Thanks mate" *also sets off for the wreaked craft looking to see if any MRE's or other supplies may have survived*
