The Crash Site

[blindandlost]

It doesn't matter who you are. It doesn't matter how you were travelling. All that matters is the Island, and the Island wants you. All are drawn to the same stretch of shoreline; your plane suddenly loses power and drops from the sky to crash into the sand. Your boat runs aground. Your helicopter plows a deep furrow until the blades tangle and catch in the thick growth of the jungle.

However it happened, now you're here. You belong to the Island. There might be something salvageable in the debris, but no matter what you find, no matter who is with you, one thing is certain:

You are lost.

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[missfunction]

Call her name and she shall appear!

The bright sun was suddenly blocked from the clear blue sky, a long shadow crossing over Paige’s small frame as a long pair of black-and-red striped stockings stepped into view. But then with a whirr of delicate machinery and a barely noticeable creak of hinges, Rabbit was kneeling there in front of her Walter Girl, a gloved hand reaching out to gently touch the woman’s pale cheek and brush away blue hair as the ‘bot’s mouth twisted into a deep frown.

That blood…. Worry curved around the woman’s copper faceplates.

“I g-g-got ya, Paige. D-don’t move for a sec, just rest.” And then with a shifting of gears, the copper automaton was looming again, huffing out steam, squaring her shoulders, and digging her stylish heels into the sand before hefting that heated metal up, teeth gritting. “—Okay g-gg-go!”

Scoot it, babe!

[tomorrowsyesterday]

Like a clockwork Superwoman!

"Totally leaving a bad review on their site after this is all over with..." She mumbled in complaint before finally giving a small sound of assent. She wasn't sure how far she'd get with as dizzy as she was feeling, but as far as she could see they weren't in any immediate danger right where they were. So when she heard that creak of metal, felt the piece pinning her lift, she managed to drag herself out from under it before slumping again, ducking her head against the new wash of vertigo that was greying her vision out.

"Zero out of five stars, would not fly again." Stupid jokes would make her head feel better, right?

[missfunction]

Paige would find herself immediately swept up into a pair of unwaveringly strong arms before much longer, Rabbit leaving the hunk of metal to thunk in the sand before the 'bot was swooping down to rescue his Walter Girl, catching her just in time to save the smaller woman from falling.

"Tch, j-j-jokes at a t-time like this, Paige," even if it was one of the many qualities she so enjoyed about the other woman. And, to be honest, if it was Rabbit hurt instead of her Walter Girl, she'd be doing the same exact thing. "Gotta g-g-get that head looked at. L-let's track down Petey."

[tomorrowsyesterday]

Wheee, there went the world spinning wildly when she was suddenly caught up in Rabbit's arms. Paige let out a low startled sound, gripping at the front of the automaton's shirt as if to steady herself, just letting her forehead rest against her shoulder. It helped to center herself somewhat, having that steady contact, even if as adrenaline was fading, her head was starting to ache.

"If not now then when? Without jokes how can we call ourselves civilized? Puns are the sign of a healthy society after all." Not really arguing the point about getting herself looked at for once- this was a bit more than feeling under the weather or knocking her head on a cabinet door.

[missfunction]

The automaton's heavy feet sent sand flying as the pair progressed forward out of the wreckage, back to where Rabbit had last seen her family. So far, Peter, Spine, Hatchy, and now Paige had been tracked down through the wreckage. That just left another Walter Girl somewhere out there...

"True--" Though it seemed the lady!bot was somewhat distracted in her response, carrying her Walter Girl away from the thick smoke, arms curling protectively around Paige as steam hissed into the air. " 'Sides, g-g-guess we gotta have some fun while we wait t' be rescued. Don't wanna s-s-see Th'Spine get all pouty like he does."

No, that was mostly you, Rabbit.

[tomorrowsyesterday]

"Nah, he'll get all sulky anyways. Complain we're not appreciating the gravity of the situation." More just talking because it distracted her from the blossoming ache, and because it would reassure Rabbit somewhat. She was okay enough to talk, that was a good sign!

"Given it's the gravity of the situation that's got us here I gotta admit I don't appreciate it at all."