Vic Blaze | Male | 19 | Bisexual | Location Unknown | Mentions Kennedy , Alexandra , Caine

He had followed the man holding the girl until he went into the bushes with her. He sat on the sand waiting for the man to say if he was allowed to follow. Vic was a bit of a follower, not a leader, but he can't stand bossy people. Vic thought of what they had been though. It's only been like around an hour on the island.What if there's more people? What if the people im currently with are planning to kill me? He quickly turned as if he felt someone behind him. He was getting paranoid, something told him that he shouldn't trust the man. It must be how he looks at everyone with cold eyes, its not like Vic didn't notice. Vic is a very good observer, you can basically say he sees and knows all (well almost all). He tends to stare at people because he wants to watch what they do and what they do next. He heard commotion in the foliage behind him. He didn't know if he should go check on them or stay put. Then he heard a feminine voice almost yelling, but in a different language. He decided to go check it out. He pushed the leaves of the palm trees out of the way until he saw a woman pushing the man away from the girl." Hey, what's going on?" he said with a hint of curiosity in his voice. He wanted to know why they were yelling as he stood there waiting for someone to respond.

Jaxton Reed || Twenty-one || Male - Bisexual || Mentions: Tobias, Alexander, Tristan

Jaxton noticed Tobias back off a bit, and he respected that; he didn't even understand how he could stand this right now. He stubbornly pulled on the corpse, wondering what his life was like.. His family.. He shook the depressing thoughts away, and in came some which were worse. Through all the adrenaline and fear he had forgotten why he was even here in the first place. His sister was dead, and now he might as well be too. Jax didn't bother to hold back the few tears the streamed down his cheeks. He was shaken from his thoughts when the body suddenly became lighter and he looked up to see someone helping. His momentary gratitude was quickly diminished once he opened his mouth.
"You don't think I know that?" He snapped back after he had finished, not really knowing why his tone was so rude. "These families deserve more than for their sons and daughters to float away." He muttered, knowing how stupid he sounded. "These people deserve more than to just be forgotten." He continued dragging the body defiantly. "As for people who are alive, that's why I originally came out here. I'm checking each body to see if there's any hope. If not, I'll put them out of their misery. If there is, I'll help them. But as for the dead bodies, the least I can do is drag them away from the tide and.." He gently placed the body down, realizing how hopeless this would all be. "Whatever," he muttered before walking off towards the next closest body. Perhaps he'd let the ocean claim it's victims, but they could still make a gravesite for them. A memorial. Yeah, that's what he'd do. He spent the next fifteen minutes moving from body to body, most of them dead. One person was alive, but he knew she wouldn't make it. Her face was too torn up to recognize, and all she could say to him was a small plea for him to end her life. He didn't believe he'd be able to, but the pain she was so clearly in finally made him cave. There was no way to save her. He clenched his jaw as he grabbed her slender neck, jerking it to the right so break it quickly and cleanly, hoping for the quickest death possible. The snapping sound made him wince, the feeling of the rest of her life ebbing from her body enough to make him cry. He knelt beside the body for a while.. not really being able to keep track of time. Eventually, he shifted himself and returned to his emotionless facade, moving on to the other bodies.

((mentioning tristan))
As he was walking, he noticed someone going the other direction - towards where Athena had stayed. "Hello?" He called out, wondering what kind of state they were in. He tried to make it quick, knowing there would be some people in the sand who might be dying as they spoke. "I've been trying to form a group of us survivors so we can all get things under control," he tried to sound calmer than he felt after witnessing all he had in the past hour. "If you head towards those figures," he pointed towards Athena, "then that would be fantastic." He smiled grimly before returning to the sea of bodies.

Jaxton Reed || Twenty-one || Male - Bisexual || Mentions: Tristan, Taavetti

He hadn't gone very far when a sudden blur crossed his peripheral. Why was he running..? Then he saw the small bout of flailing and then.. nothing. Someone was drowning. He was too far away to help, he'd have to leave it to the man he had just talked to. He had started running and was nearly there once they were out of the water, hearing his call for help. "I do!" He yelled back, racing to get there now. He was training as a police officer, of course they had to take first aid training also. He was there seconds later, examining the situation. He was completely unconscious, but he was alive. Not only alive, but they could help him. He had spent all day grieving the dead, but now he had a chance to help the living. He got to work. He positioned the male into a recovery position, hoping he wouldn't need to use CPR. He checked his pulse, but there was none. He'd have to do CPR now. He placed the heel of his hand in the center of his chest, pressing down about two inches. He repeated this, doing a total of 30 chest compressions before pausing to see if he was breathing. Nothing. He continued again, repeating the steps. After about 20 more the male began coughing up water and he immediately positioned him so he wouldn't choke.

Vic Blaze | Male | 19 | Bisexual | Location Unknown | Mentions Kennedy, Caine , Alexandra

The man was yelling and cussing. Vic didn't cuss, only because he was taught that it wasn't good and it was inproper grammer. For some reason he felt the man was lying, not about the whole explanation, but something. He didn't need to yell, that doesn't make anything better, that's how Vic can tell he was hiding something." Ok, maybe we should all calm down and stop shouting. You don't know what's on this island, and you might attract them over to us with you guys yelling." he said in a calm voice. He sat next to the girl and gave her his shirt." I was originally gonna give this to you, but I didn't get the chance." he said as he placed it on her head. She still seemed to have a fever he thought as he hand brushed against her forehead when he placed the shirt on her head. Then he got up and gave the man the strip he made him tear." This is what you wanted, here you go." he said as he handed it to him and he walked back to were he sat.