" Mark, just sit there. Youre still healing. We dont want your leg to open back up, or get hurt again." She said as he tried to stand up. " And yeah, thatll work. " Ivory ordered.

Mark sat down.."Fine" he grumbled

"I don't underestimate moose, they can kill someone... But they are no predator, and would not attack unless they feel they're in danger, or which don't happen if you stay calm around them and don't act agressively. You should just not approach one too closely if they have a calf."

He turned to Ivory.

"Ok, Warren! Yes, I think the pipe could work. I don't know about the stones... Maybe we could use some in last resort to break the window if we can't open the door."

He glanced at Mark.
"Don't worry, you'll be fine soon, but your wound may open again if you move your leg too much. You should rest especially if you plan to accompany us if we leave later."

(yes, agree, one of them can be alive. They probably knew that one had to sacrifice himself in order to save people in the plane otherway everyone would die, including both of them. So one may have decided to to do that and told the other to protect himself the best he could?)

Mark:"okay..." *Pouty face*

Jirachi:"They can maul someone like a bear....i've looked at one and it charged...they don't seem to like my hair for some reason.."

Ivory headed towards the door, and found an opening. she shoved the metal pipe in, and started tugging, the door slowly, but surely opening. She got it about the quarter of the way open, then she tried again, this time it was a bit more then halfway open. One final shove, at the door burst open, sending Ivory back bit, landing on her bottom. She put her hands in the air.

" Yes! Finally! " She half shouted. She stood up and glanced inside. Something smelled, and that wasnt a good sign.

She walked in, and the smell grew worse, she looked to her right and saw one of the pilots. She nearly puked right then and there. He had glass sticking out of him all in angles, and what had killed him was a piece of timber sticking out of his chest. Ivory turned slowly to the left. He had some glass on him too, but it wasnt even close to what the other man had faced. She noticed some faint moving of his chest. She went to touch his shoulder, when he suddenly grabbed her. She shrieked and fell back, and he coughed hardly.

( ping )

Jirachi grabbed a stick and ran in.."What?" she asked panting from running.."oh.." she saw the other one with the timber..(Can't spell poilet....pilet...AHhg)

Ethan followed the other in the cockpit.
"What happened? Are they both dead?" he asked, noticing the piece of timber coming out from the body of one of the two men.
Ethan was looking quite pale, even if he tried to hide his reaction. He had expected to find dead bodies, it was not as if it was a surprise.

" T-that ones alive. H-he just frightened me was a-all. " She said pointing at the man that was breathing and coughing. She got up and slowly walked towards him. " S-sir can you tell me your injuries? I can help you. " She said placing a hand on his shoulder again. He seemed really frightened. She would have been too. He seems to be in his mid-twenties, not that old.

He said with a slightly raspy voice, " Water. Please, water. " He coughed again.

" He's dehydrated, can someone go get a bottle of water? And on you way back, the medical kit. I don't know if he can move or not. " She sighed in relief. They weren't completely alone. He was alive. She only saw glass shards, and couldn't pick out any other obvious injuries.

"He is alive?" repeated Ethan, quite surprised. "I can't carry both at once, but I'll go fetch the medical kit and water."
Ethan ran, and come back with a bottle of water, the disappeared again to take the medical kit to Ivory. No. To Warren. He corrected himself. If one of the pilots was alive, he had to call her Warren.