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Mar 02, 2011 12:32AM

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"I'm okay, Skye. Just over did it a bit." Jordan said, trying her best to cover up her sickly tone of voice. "Just don't worry about me, they need you more than I do." She tried to give Skye a reassuring smile, ending up with nothing more than weak smirk.
"Are you sure?" Skye asked, unzipping the bag and taking out some lotions and inspecting them. She picked one out that looked suitable for Lithos' injury, and took it over to Lithos.

"OK," Skye nodded. "Try not to exert yourself though." She squinted at the label on the bottle. She wasn't too sure it would work, but it was probably better than anything. She walked over to the patients: Lithos and Spencer. "Spencer, I don't really know what to do with your nose. Lithos, I hope this works."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Skye asked, carefully unwrapping the bandage she'd just put on Lithos' back. She slathered some of the lotion on between Lithos' wings, hoping it would do something, and rewrapped the bandage. "I'm sure Spencer still has enough muscles he keeps talking about to carry you, if that's what you want."

Skye shuddered. Spencer really could be a pain at times. "Your nose has stopped. Sure that makes sense."


"Too much information!" Skye said in disgust, replacing the lotion back into the bag.
((Gawsh... where do you get this stuff from RCRC??))
((Gawsh... where do you get this stuff from RCRC??))

"Jordan," Skye said, rolling her eyes. "You've already proved yourself ten times over. You don't need to push yourself. We'll carry the bag, and we'll help Lithos. Now let's just get out of here before the Erasers - wait. What about the little kid?"

Jordan didn't say anything. She was thinking about how familur this place was to her, and almost by instinct, Jordan walked to the far side of the clearing and found something she had thought had been a mere dream, a halluniation, when she had seen the picture all those months ago. Bu the proof was indisputable. Standing before her was a carving in a trunk of a huge tree that said: 'Moving out.33° 27′ 0″ N, 112° 4′ 0″ W.' At the end of the message the initial 'J' was carved in with another unreadable intial crossed out several times.

"Oh, they pass the time," Skye said. "But seriously. Do we want to go to some deserted area where it could be hard to find us, or somewhere with lots of people where we could hide amongst the crowds and stuff?"
"Meh, you choose," Skye said, raising an eyebrow. She wondered if Spencer was actually planning on berry-picking. She had only been joking.


