Jack
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Post by Jack on Apr 14, 2007 21:16:11 GMT -5
KYLE
Kyle grunted in pain as Etana applied pressure to his wound.
"You don't listen very well, do you?"
He smiled, followed by a faint laugh, "It occurred to me too," he joked. He tried his hardest to ignore the pain, and it would have been so bad if he hadn't carried the fruit back, which caused the wound to Rip open. Kyle looked down at the cut and back at Etana, "So..." he said with small smile, "How bad do you think it is?"
"Hey, Kyle! Etana!"
Kyle lifted his head to see what was going up. He put his head back down and took a quick breath. He placed his hand on the shirt covering his stomach, and sat up. He flexed his muscles and bit his lip as he did so.
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Willo
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Post by Willo on Apr 14, 2007 22:25:21 GMT -5
Brooks got up from his silence and picked up his spear. He walked to the ground of people that was gathering around, and sharpened his stick with the rock he had been using.
"Who is the new guy," he said, chewing on a bit of fruit he still had left.
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 14, 2007 22:46:59 GMT -5
ETANA
"So...how bad do you think it is?"
"I'm a diplomat, Kyle. Not a doctor," she said plainly. "You'll have to wait for Fox to take a closer look at it. But she seemed to think you'd live to gather papayas another day." She smiled encouragingly.
"Hey, Kyle! Etana!"
"Who is the new guy,"
She turned her head at the sound of Compeyson's voice to see him approaching, accompanied by an unfamiliar face. And then Brooks walked up, brandishing a crude spear. Eko already had the blood of whomever was terrorizing them on his hands, their de facto leader Kyle was seriously injured, and it made her nervous.
"Good question," she remarked, looking up at the tall stranger, neutral in her tone and posture.
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 15, 2007 0:17:59 GMT -5
As he approached the shelters and the small throng of people gathering to witness his arrival, Paul made a quick head count. There were a fair number of Survivors here, and many seem to be in a good state of health- all things considered.
"Mein Gott! I thought maybe I was the only one left." Paul exclaimed in surprise.
He saw a woman who appeared to be caring for an injured man. A bandage covered the wound, but from the look of the man's complexion, the cut was deep and he had been losing quite a bit of blood before the injury.
"Is he all right?" Paul murmured the question, indicating the wounded man. He took a few quick steps forward. But this was a mistake. The sudden movement made his head spin. He became disoriented. The cut on Paul's head...
Schiesse. I knew it! Concussion.
He lost his footing and fell face first into the sand.
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Willo
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Post by Willo on Apr 15, 2007 4:36:55 GMT -5
BROOKS Aaron watched as he fell face first into the sand. He frowned as he looked at the newcomer.
"I don't remember him on the plane," he said, putting down the rock and leaning on his spear, ready to strike should he make any sudden moves. "Does anyone remember a Russian guy?"
Aaron glanced at the man, a a feeling of dread filled the skrink's stomach. He could tell when people were lying, or holding something back. But almost everyone else around him was holding something back, so he couldn't make any judgement of this man.... he would have to get him alone to do that.
"Let's get him somewhere where he's going to be out of harms way," Aaron said, fauxing concern. "But, lets not let him be by himself just yet."
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 15, 2007 8:13:48 GMT -5
ETANA
And seconds later, they had another injured man on their hands. And no sign of Fox or medical supplies. She was starting to feel overwhelmed. Well, slightly more than she already did.
"Does anyone remember a Russian guy?"
"His accent was German," Etana corrected, all the recent travel having trained her ear. "And no, I don't remember him from the plane. But to be perfectly honest, I don't remember you, or Kyle, or Compeyson. It's hardly grounds for suspicion."
She looked back to Compeyson. "Where did you find him? Was he out in the jungle like Bernard?" she asked.
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Compey
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Post by Compey on Apr 15, 2007 8:17:07 GMT -5
"Where did you find him? Was he out in the jungle like Bernard?"
"He just roared out of the jungle, waving his arms like mad-man, panicking." he replied quickly, his eyes darting from Etana to Brooks to the German in the sand. "D'you think he's one of them?"
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 15, 2007 15:55:39 GMT -5
Paul groaned, slipping between various levels of consciousness. He was trying to stay awake and focused, but it was difficult. It was as if his vision was narrowing to a smaller and smaller point of light, while the dark at the periphery of his vision was expanding each time he tried to maintain concentration and listen to the voices around him. They were talking. About him. But the words didn't make any sense. He rolled himself over into the recovery position, in case his body reacted and he vomited. No point in choking to death while the Survivors tried to figure out what to do with him. Apparently they hadn't yet developed a formal hierarchy or decision-making process yet. That was understandable. He propped himself up on an elbow and looked at their faces. They were concerned, nervous, afraid. Disappointed. Yes, disappointed. There was Staff Sergeant Martin staring at him with those disappointed eyes- like on that night Paul had retired his Commission. Wait. That's not possible. He placed his hands on his head, trying to will himself to focus and stay awake. That didn't stop the memory from returning to him, as it usually did when he sometimes got drunk. **Flashback #2**: abclost.proboards40.com/index.cgi?board=rpgbios&action=display&thread=1176542700&page=1
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Willo
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Post by Willo on Apr 15, 2007 16:32:31 GMT -5
BROOKS He looked down at the fellow. "Maybe when he gets done vomiting and such, we should ask him," he looked around the group. "Find out where he was on the plane... ask him some questions that would be difficult to answer."
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Jack
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Post by Jack on Apr 15, 2007 16:58:35 GMT -5
KYLE
...she seemed to think you'd live to gather papayas another day."
"Looking forward to it," Kyle smiled. Kyle knew his pleasant remarks weren't fooling anyone, he was in a lot of pain, and he made that very clear.
"Who is the new guy,"
As Kyle started to sit up, he noticed everyone was starting to gather around. Kyle looked around for this knew. His eyes glared at everyone as his head turned. As soon as he caught sight of the 'new guy,' Kyle knew exactly who they were talking about. Kyle could honestly say he had never seen this man in his life, and above all things, this worried him.
"And no, I don't remember him from the plane. But to be perfectly honest, I don't remember you, or Kyle, or Compeyson. It's hardly grounds for suspicion."
Kyle could breath easy now. Etana made a good point, no one knew anybody, it was a plane filled with hundreds of people, the odds of not seeing one of them were pretty good considering the fact that Kyle slept most of the flight.
"D'you think he's one of them?"
Kyle took a deep breath, "I sure as hell hope not."
"Find out where he was on the plane... ask him some questions that would be difficult to answer."
Kyle looked up at Aaron, he then turned and looked at Compeyson, "Give it to me," Kyle snapped, "The gun, pass it to me," he said in a more mannered tone.
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Jack
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Post by Jack on Apr 15, 2007 17:11:46 GMT -5
GOODWIN
He appeared from the darkness, and stood behind everyone. He was well aware that none of them had notice him yet, "What's going on?" he asked in a very monotoned voice. He glanced down at Paul and then back at the group. Goodwin has absolutely no expression on his face. His eyes were open wide, and his mouth was straight. He stood perfectly still behind the group with his hands at his sides. He looked down at Paul again and winced.
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 15, 2007 19:47:40 GMT -5
The vomiting had been... therapeutic. Now that he had emptied his belly on the sand, is vision had somewhat cleared. But that hadn't stopped the throbbing in his head. He supposed the adrenaline rush and the fear he felt exacerbated the effects of his head wound.
He sat up and looked over the crowd before him. They were debating what to make of this newcomer. He made note of the many social implications of their arrangement- the cultural geography of the non-inclusiveness and 'otherness' they had applied to him, and other things. But the main thing he made note of was the presence of weapons. And the suggestions that violence had already been employed. He had to be very careful how to proceed, or his blood might coat the hands of the tall African man as well.
"Ugh. I think I have a concussion. Do you have anything I could use as a bandage?" He indicated the cut on his forehead. "To stop the bleeding?"
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 15, 2007 20:08:47 GMT -5
ETANA
"Give it to me...The gun, pass it to me."
"I really don't think that's a good idea," she interjected. "You've lost a lot of blood, Kyle. You need to rest right now."
"What's going on?"
She looked up at Goodwin and answered, "Kyle's been hurt and...it seems we have a new arrival." She nodded to the man still struggling to recover from unconsciousness.
"Ugh. I think I have a concussion. Do you have anything I could use as a bandage?...To stop the bleeding?"
"As you might have noticed, we're rather lacking in medical supplies. I'm sorry," she said flatly. It was a simple statement of fact, not meant to show her sympathy with the 'strange' newcomer or her agreement with Aaron and Kyle's seeming suspicion.
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 15, 2007 20:21:20 GMT -5
"As you might have noticed, we're rather lacking in medical supplies. I'm sorry."
Paul sighed in feigned disgust and then removed his dress shirt and began tearing off a sleeve. It would have to make do. So long as there was some pressure applied. He had a T-shirt on underneath anyway.
"Don't go into the jungle alone." He warned. "There's a wild boar or something out there. It chased me and I tripped and fell."
He indicated his forehead again, this time with emphasis to show his indignation at the lack of help he was receiving. "That's how I got this, ja?"
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Willo
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Post by Willo on Apr 15, 2007 21:02:58 GMT -5
BROOKS "Really? Cause I spent a night out there." He walked near Paul and stuck the spike next to his legs. He knelt down next to the man. "Did you happen to see something else out there? I did."
He stood over the man, and began to read the mans face and expression, looking for clues as to this man's secrets.
"You know what I saw?"
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Apr 15, 2007 22:49:48 GMT -5
"Really? 'Cause I spent a night out there. Did you happen to see something else out there? I did."
The other man's aggressiveness was a cause for concern. What's happened here while I was waiting in the jungle? Paul refused to believe that anyone would adopt such a violent behaviour without being exposed to some form of extreme stimulus. There was only one explanation for it. The List has already been made.
Paul stopped tearing at his shirt, glanced at the stick and then fixed his gaze on the Survivor which confronted him. He made sure to look into the other man's eyes. It would help convey the sincerity of his fear. "Just a boar."
"You know what I saw?"
Paul honestly didn't know. But he had a suspicion. "No. What? The boogeyman? Look, we've all been through a lot. Why don't we all just calm down a little. Ok? While we're asking questions..." Paul gestured with his chin at the tall African man who stood silently and slightly away from the main crowd. "Why does he have blood on his hands?"
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Willo
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Post by Willo on Apr 15, 2007 23:08:09 GMT -5
BROOKS He glanced back at the group, got back over and pulled the survivors aside. He spoke in a low voice, glancing back at the injured man. "I know how the body reacts, how the mind reacts when it lies, but... if he is who we think he is, he might have some training on how to lie," Brooks said, moving his hands about the whole time. "The simplest thing we can try is ask him a question that requires him to use his visual memory. If I can get him to look at me when we ask him, I can see his eye movements." "It's the simplest thing to do. I don't want to harm an innocent man, but I'm not willing to put our lives in jeopardy, either." He looked at the other survivors, hoping to gain some favor. He began to drift off into thought. FLASHBACK
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Post by Paul on Apr 15, 2007 23:41:48 GMT -5
Paul watched anxiously as the man with the stick turned and began to confer with his fellows. It was increasingly seeming like this fellow, who acted with the most paranoia of all the survivors, was the leader of the group. Typical. And disappointing. It seemed that this confirmed many conjectures about human behaviour. The leader, in a new and primitive culture, tended to be the best armed member of the society. They also tended to be male.
But The Island was, obviously, not a closed system- hence the presence of The Survivors. At present, Paul knew nothing about the backgrounds of these people. It was entirely possible that the man with the stick was the leader not because of his possessing a sharpened stick nor because of his masculine desire to dominate and control his fellows. Perhaps he had been a politician of some sort during his former life? Or, more likely, a police officer? No way of knowing until I get an opportunity to speak privately with Goodwin. He may have something from Mikhail.
He didn't believe in a God. It was a system of control perpetuated by a certain group of people. Paul would endeavour to emulate that group of people, but somehow he had a feeling he no had no such monopoly on the truth here. A new variable had presented itself. The Survivors were... aware. He would have to improvise.
He just hoped- nay, prayed, despite his lack of faith- that Goodwin would step up to undertake the further questioning. Otherwise, Paul had a feeling he might not be able to experiment further. Or live through the night. He could easily disarm the man with the sharpened stick. But what other weapons were being kept hidden amongst the crowd?
Suddenly this wasn't quite so much fun anymore...
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 16, 2007 11:01:59 GMT -5
ETANA
"Why does he have blood on his hands?"
"Just a boar," she replied matter-of-factly when he asked about Eko. Then she walked over to join Aaron and the others in their makeshift conference.
"The simplest thing we can try is ask him a question that requires him to use his visual memory...I don't want to harm an innocent man, but I'm not willing to put our lives in jeopardy, either."
"He seems to be in bad shape, though," Etana observed. "Injured, exhausted, probably starving and dehydrated from being out in the jungle. If you're so keen to interrogate him, I think it can wait till morning.
"And not just you, Aaron," she added. "You want to put him to trial, there should be some sort of jury. Goodwin, Fox, Compeyson, and Kyle, if he's up to it."
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Post by Compey on Apr 16, 2007 11:07:06 GMT -5
"And not just you, Aaron,"
"Yeah, who appointed your our king?" he asked, taking a step forwards into the group.
"You want to put him to trial, there should be some sort of jury. Goodwin, Fox, Compeyson, and Kyle, if he's up to it."
"Woah, wait?" he asked, taking a step backwards. He was used to dodging jury duty. "Uh...all right, I guess I could be a jury member..."
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