Jaxton Reed || Twenty-one || Male - Bisexual || Mentions: Group peeps, Tobias and Katherine.

After Jaxton knew the man was good and well he decided he'd continue looking. The sun would be setting very soon, and quickly by the looks of things. "I'd gather wood right now before it gets dark." He directed to the group. "Shelter shouldn't be that big of an issue, there's no clouds tonight and with a fire to keep us warm we could all sleep on the beach, easy." He stood up, brushing the sand from his clothes. He never really enjoyed beaches. He shook the thought from his head, who was he to even think about complaining? The fact that he was here on this beach, it meant he was alive.. When so many other's weren't so lucky. He nodded to himself, he'd use this train of thought to push himself to survive.. In honor of all those who didn't. "We can make this our meeting spot, and if I'm not back before dark then I'll be able to find you by the fire."

Just then he heard his name being called and looked up in the direction of the voice. "Athena," he was glad to see her, knowing she'd make sure these things got done. "I was just suggesting things we do before dark. The main priority would be to collect firewood before dark.. We don't know much about the forrest just yet, so we wouldn't want to be in there after dark." He finished explaining to her everything he had said before. "Tomorrow we can search for food and water. Water shouldn't be much of a problem, considering how tropical this island is. Probably fresh water pools made from collected rain, all we need is a way to purify it. Food might be different, I don't know what lives here. Most likely birds." He took a few steps away. "I'd be helping you all with this but I need to check for more survivors.. just a gut feeling. I'll be back before or soon after dark!" He called the last bit over his shoulder as he began turning away.

As he began his search down the beach, his newfound hope began to diminish as he hadn't found a single live body. They had an half hour.. hour max of daylight left. As he stood up from checking the pulse of another corpse, he saw a figure wondering through the bodies on the beach. "Hello?" He called, wondering who it was. He ran closer, wondering what he was looking at. Maybe he'd found someone. Hope began to fill him again, giving him more energy. Once he drew closer he realized it was the guy who he had run into earlier. He decided not to talk to him, instead looking through the bodies laying scattered across the sand.

"Hello!" He called towards the motionless bodies. "Can any of you hear me? Are any of you alive? Can you move or speak?" He began checking the bodies.

Athena Violet | Female | Bisexual+Heteroromantic | 20 years old
Location: The Beach | Mentions: Linnea, Jaxton, The 'T' Squad

A chuckle was heard, rosing a smile on the girl's lips. "Well, when i am not stranded in islands, i'm a dancer back at home. It's my way to escape from reality.". Athena was not sure if use past tenses would be correct, or negative; Her future was uncertain, and so was each survivor's. A vague memory of her family, her brother in fact, crossed through her mind, though it was soon thrown to the back of her mind in order to not have another breakdown. It was not the moment. "How about you?", she'd question. At the mention of them being the only girls, her eyes traveled from the sand to her surroundings, scanning the land. So far as she could see, they were. She found unnecessary to say something about it, probably a joke, as she began to laugh. It was now obvious that Linnea was in a more critical need of food and rest, though the night would only provide obstacles to search for anything that can provide her some energy. She joined her in the jovial moment, a laugh escaping from her lips however.

Although Athena payed complete attention to Jaxton's words when they neared the small group, her eyes were focused on the two other males, who seemed to be extremely calm in a crisis situation. She wondered two things; How did they managed such a thing when they could die in an isolated island, and if they even cared about it. "Sounds like a plan. I will try to get on a camp fire, perhaps a place to shelter if time is generous.", Athena nodded in agreement, directing her gaze back to him while her mind spinned around possible and quick creations. The male seemed to be the type to always have a plan, and so far all of them seemed reasonable. He had a gentle and noble heart, and she could sense it only with his will to help other survivors.

"Well, hi. I'm Athena, and this is Linnea. We were wondering if you'd mind helping us to get some things done before dark. I hate to say it, but we may be spending a night in this... Place.", she'd say in all honesty.

OOC: Yass, The 'T' Squad. <3 Am i the only one who is already shipping Taavetti and Tristan? Yes? Okay.

Jaxton Reed || Twenty-one || Male - Bisexual || Mentions: Katherine

His icy gaze was scanning the bodies for movement after he called out. He hadn't seen any movement and his heart dropped a little more each passing second. He was about to turn back and continue his search when he heart a voice call out faintly. At first Jax thought he was hearing things, but then he heard it again a few moments later. He turned around quickly, checking the bodies in the direction of the voice. He had checked to bodies before he finally pressed his fingers into a warm neck, a pulse confirming his thoughts. She was alive! "Hello?" He spoke frantically. "Are you injured? Can you move?" He stopped himself from asking an overwhelming amount of questions and instead began to examine her for visible injuries. It didn't take him long to find some. Two deep slashes were made through her skin, one on her thigh the other on her arm. Immediately he took off his shirt, instinctively reaching into his pocket for his knife. His knife. it was still in his pocket? How'd even get onto a plane with a knife. (oops lmao) He couldn't believe it was still in his pocket.. He chuckled a bit to himself before cutting off pieces of his clothing. He secured it tightly around her thing first, that one seeming it would be a bigger problem. He then did the same for her arm, making sure the newly made bandages were tight enough to slow the flow of blood. He then checked her face again for signs of consciousness.