Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170528192558/@comment-28718853-20170604212513

The tan man studied the wounded man for a moment before responding, "I don't know how either man, I don't even know how we got in this mess."

Despite his injured waist, he helped the other man stand. He tried to think of something, anything to perhaps calm him down. What came out was, "You and me, we're just survivors, survivors of a serious hell storm, a part of my waist is screwed up, but I'll try to act as your leverage, now I think I heard yelling this way, so there's more people alive, and the more of us that stick together, the better our chances of survival."

He battled the stinging pain of the right side of his waist as he helped his fellow survivor over to where the source of the yelling was.