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Sam wondered, briefly, if unprecedented large scale events happened this frequently, or if this was a summer sale blowout of pain. Either way, she coughed herself awake near a rock pool, mouth and nose and eyes burning from salt water. Nonetheless, her mind was buzzing almost immediately. How did a tsunami form so quickly? Did that squid have control? Was something else in the ocean watching them?

// Where are we? // Sunsinger whispered, adding to the list.

"I...Hmm." Sam sat up and began to brush the sand off her, scooping up water in the pool to facilitate it. "Not Deus, I think..."

"Mark," Sherry said again, rolling him over. She started using her sleeve to wipe at the blood on his head, because headwounds were terrible. What if he had a concussion? What if he had hit his head and swallowed a lot of water and WAS dying? How did you know if someone needed CPR?

Wait. Sherry should know that. She KNEW that sort of thing. Don't panic, she told herself. Right. Ok. What were the steps again? 1. Check for breathing. Right. Ok.

"Don't worry, I've got you," she said. Sherry leaned over real close, trying to hear. The waves made that hard though. "Forgive me," she whispered, before letting her lips brush against his very lightly in an attempt to feel his breath. One, two, three, she counted.

If there was nothing, Chest compressions were the next step. Which, were tricky with hunter strength. She didn't fancy breaking ribs.

Sherry jumped back and coughed herself, hands unsure of where to be but wanting to pat Mark on the back and help. HE WAS ALIVE. She was so relieved that all else just kind of didn't matter.

Until he called her Gale again. Sherry sighed. She could forgive him. And honestly, it was probably better this way. Her CPR instructor would have not approved of her methods.

"I'm Sherry," she said, patting at his head wound again. "Okay, come on." Sherry got to her feet, then bent over to pick Mark up, princess style. They were roughly the same height, and she WAS a full hunter. She had this. And she had Mark. She'd make sure he was ok.

"Oh. Um. Thank... you?" Lucky answered back slowly, clearly perplexed. He was not getting the hint, and at no point did his brain equate the term 'man of experience' with his own self. The death hunter adjusted his water-splattered glasses into a less crooked angle while America was busy posing. People he didn't know taking an interest in him never failed to set off a red flag to his rampant paranoia. Maybe she was just being nice because she didn't know any better? He did feel a little responsible for whatever had permanently de-aged her - guilty enough to keep talking, instead of just running away from the conversation and hiding.

"America. That's, uh - that's quite a name." He shifted in the sand slightly to glance over at the teenager again, who seemed particularly proud of herself by the way she was sitting. At least one of them was enjoying being on this desolate rock. "Sorry, I don't think we've actually -"

"Oh. Oh no." But something about what she said before that suddenly clicked into place, and he sat upright at her leadership insinuation, as if expecting to be under attack again at any moment. "When you say man of experience, you don't - you don't mean Caelius is here... do you?"

What was that? Dawson's voice? Nope. Definitely heard nothing at all.

The girl seemed bizarrely pleased that he didn't know her. Any version of her. "Well that's just great, I can tell you all about me! But first let's get you tidy. You're awfully...sandy. If you want I can get that shirt clean as anything!"

America startled back a bit as he sat up all suddenly. "No," she giggled, reaching out to push playfully at his shoulder. "I mean you. You're so put together and mature. Just listening to you makes me feel like I just read a whole book. Like, one of the really boring ones? That make you smarter?" A pause and then,"But are super cool and important, too. Anyway, do you need help getting that off?"

Kammy woke to find herself covered in sand, her throat burning from swallowing to much water, and confused to say the least.

" The world transition system sucks...." She groaned out something that...almost made sense.

< Jenna! Are you ok? > Kazue seemed worried, the fact she blacked out concerning as neither knew what happened in that time.
' I think so. HP is still high '

Eventually she sat up, got to her feet and went looking for Sam. It didn't take long to find her near a rock pool.

"Sam! You still got HP?" She asked a similar question, then took a gander at the beach side. "Did we just portal warp without knowing?"

Hearing his name called out, Jason turned around and saw Sherry with Mark. Mark was unconscious, but he couldn't see any glaring injures that needed attending to. "O-oh, water? N-no I haven't but I heard somewhere you could boil seawater and get drinking water?" It wasn't something he was familiar with.

"Has anyone tried their phones?" He glanced at the other hunter, a moon by the looks of things, before island itself, thinking. "I c-could try going inland, there might be fresh water there. D-did you wanna come along?" He asked Clyde.