COMBINED CAMP: DAY THREE

[sparednothing]

[The morning ends the heavy storm, bright sunshine beaming down on the makeshift camp. Some of you may be injured from last nights incidents, but at least this is some downtime for you to recuperate. Tembo and Harding are arguing heatedly some distance from the camp, but otherwise the jungle is silent.

The camp is being visited, however. A pack of compsognathus have made their way into camp. They're little guys only ten inches high, easily the smallest residents on the island. They're currently scurrying around the camp, looking for any food to scavenge, seemingly not concerned with the people milling around]

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[dontpatr0nizeme]

[Damn it, he's just feeling so groggy...] Didn't mention it'd be this bad being attacked by the fucking things.

[encryptedlock]

I was mostly distracted by being a girl at the time. But in the end we got to roast a couple of them over the fire and chow down. Tasted kind of like chicken.

[It's all right, Wash, he'll get you out of this. No damn dinosaurs are getting his friends today.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

You? A girl? [Part of him thinks he should remember it. But he's so sleepy.]

Better that way. I don't like being eaten.

[encryptedlock]

Uh-huh. Looked kinda like this girl, Faith, that used to be here. Kind of awkward since she was someone's girlfriend.

[York grins and keeps tying off bandages.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

... Kind of? [Really, York, even drowsy, he thinks that's a huge understatement.

There's a hiss of pain as York works.]

[encryptedlock]

Well. I mean, I didn't act like her. Or dress like her. But that didn't really stop this guy Reno from thinking I was her, at least at first.

[Better a little pain than unconsciousness.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Guess it would be obvious with that.

Tired.

[encryptedlock]

[York pours a little more water over one of the bleeding wounds to try and wash some of the venom out.]

No being tired. Here, try and recite something to stay awake. Like the pledge of Allegiance or something.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Fine.

[Wash thinks it over, then he picks something the would be longer enough to keep him going a while. All the stupid protocol he believed in when he was younger.]

[encryptedlock]

[Excellent idea, Wash. Though some of them make York snort, and at least once he laughs out loud.]

Like any of us actually went to sleep at 2230.

[dontpatr0nizeme]

[Well, it's long, complicated and takes concentration. Wash pauses in his recital to glare at York.] I tried to follow them, York. Though they meant something once...

[encryptedlock]

I know, I know. Yeah, I remember when you were Mr Goody Two-Shoes, always following the rules.

[Wash has come a long way, in York's estimation, since then.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Then, I got Epsilon. Epsilon showed me the truth. [There's anger mixed into that tired mumbling. Then he forces himself to continue reciting.]

[encryptedlock]

[A truth that York's not sure he ever learned or not, back home. Since it all seems to have to do with his loss, all he really knows is what he learned here. Was it enough to have made him leave Carolina and the Project, in the end? Apparently. But whether or not she'd forgive him for it was another story.]

Doing good so far.

[And hopefully one of the medics will be along shortly.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

[Slurring a little at this point] Fucking dinosaurs. Tired...

[encryptedlock]

[York looks around cautiously, but--they're well within the group of people now, and there's medical help on the way.

And Spartans to carry him, if worst comes to worst.]

It's all right, I gotcha. If you need to take a nap, I'll wake you up as soon as we get that stuff out of your system. Okay?

[dontpatr0nizeme]

[blinking sleepily] Need to sleep York.

Sorry.

[encryptedlock]

'Sallright.

[He'll keep careful watch over Wash and carry him anywhere, if he needs to.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

[Wash is dozing off new. At least he knows he can trust York to keep him safe.]