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[allbarkandnobite]

There's no time to consider anything beyond survival when escaping a plane wreck. Kaoru's mind was focused on swimming in the direction of land and hoping against hope that it was both real and inhabited by people that could help.

It is real. Kaoru walks once he reaches the shore, finding some pocket of willpower that disdained crawling onto the beach like some half-starved waif. His head may still pound, that swim may have been the only thing more terrifying than the fact their plan crashed onto open ocean and he didn't know how close they were either to LA or to Australia, and in retrospect was far more terrifying than the plane crash/ocean landing because of the nature of Australian fauna...

"This week hasn't been bad enough already?" he shouts, glaring at the sky. God was always a questionable concept to Kaoru, but it wasn't like he had anyone else to yell at or blame for this entire mess. "You had to crash the plane on top of everything else? Really?"

It's not the most inspired speech, but his head hurts. He looks across, instead of up, and notices how utterly blank the horizon looks.

Kaoru turns and looks behind him. Palm trees, tropical flora. It could be any of the tropical ecological zones.

No civilization. No sounds but the other people crawling out of the ocean, looking bedraggled.

He crumples as the reality of what happen sinks in, landing on his knees in the soft sand. The ocean-water laps at his knees as he stares out at the horizon again.

Stop worrying, I'll call when I get there. I promise.

Naoki was going to kill him.

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[allbarkandnobite]

The instinct to save Mari when he falls wars with his self-preservation and the fact it hurts to be landed on, and his self-preservation wins the battle.

He looks behind him at Mari, who looks thankfully unhurt and is holding a coconut.

All that effort, he thinks, for one coconut. They were doomed.

Knives were an impossibility. "Your nails? Fashion a twig into something you can slice it with. Throw it at a trunk?" Fire could be an option, but unless-

Kaoru sniffs the air. Unless the plane exploded ... "I smell smoke."

[asimplemistake]

"A rock might work. What?" Mari looks up, surprised. Smoke? Ah yeah, he was right, she can smell it too now. Holding the coconut under one arm, she stands up, then gives him a look. "Slice open a coconut with a twig. Really?"

If there's fire, there's either people or they're really, really unlucky. "I'm going to check it out."

[allbarkandnobite]

"Not a flimsy one." He gives her a look right back. With a lack of knives, they were stuck with the wild. A sharp enough twig could work for the softer flora.

Not the seed of the coconut, but the peculiar green part. Maybe.

"I'll go with." Kaoru grabs his backpack from where he left it by the tree trunk. Fire implies someone here knows something about how to survive.

He hopes.

[asimplemistake]

"Alright," Mari wraps her things up in her jumper and holds them close to her chest, the coconut under her other arm. "Maybe it's Bear Grylls."

[allbarkandnobite]

"Maybe he'll be able to build us a raft to civilization." He waits for her to finish packing, sniffing the air.

Definitely smoke, and coming from what Kaoru is currently considering the south. "Ready?"

[asimplemistake]

"Yep," Mari adjusts her grip on her things, then sets off towards the smell of smoke, not waiting for Oscar to lead the way.