"Nope-aw darn it sand inside it? You have to be kidding me..."

Laura jumped and turned around when she heard a cry. She looked around until she spotted Wynn. She sprinted as fast as she could in the sand, even though she wasnt much of an athlete she was still pretty fast. *Whats wrong,* She said with genuine concern

*That would have happened regardless.* She said her arms raised.

Nicote sighs, plops under a tree, open the brace, and shakes out the sand. Then takes 5 minutes wirming his leg back into the brace. For some reason, his leg seems rather....unreal (floppy, dead, etc).

Wynn turned to see Laura, still scared and confused she backed away slightly.
"I don't know where I am, t-the boat was sinking, a-and my leg-" She stuttered like crazy, he thanks shaking from it all. She hadn't ever felt so scared in her life before.

*Do I want to know what happened to it.* She said looking over

Laura stopped putting her hands up to show she was harmless. *Its alright.* She said trying to comfort her. She was better at making jokes, but looking at the current state she was in, that wasnt the best way to treat her. *we all landed here on a shipwreck. I dont think anyones trying to murder anyone yet.*

"No you don't." he grimaced. FInaly getting he leg back in. "Ok, that's better." He awkwardly gets to his feet. and limps back to the hut. "...Guess we hav e t o make more because no one else is...and I dont' care to have everyone in one place, thank you very much. Or we can leave them outside to some random fate."

(ewidjqoidjpoiwedowe, recap? I fell asleep and now I'm lost, sorry.)

*Yeah, not quite sure they know how to make one, or could get the resources. Most of them probably dont have a knife or go camping with their family.* her voice drifted off. She made a face then decided to look over the hut before she said anything else.