Cast Adrift - a cast away game

It takes some tries and shedding some of his dignity out of a desire to not destroy his pants on his second day on the island, but Kaoru is now able to climb palm trees. Not well, not for long before he starts to slip, and not without scratching the hell out of his legs and hopefully not tearing holes in his boxers, but he can now grab a few coconuts or some leaves and toss them to the ground before having to give up and frog-hop his way down the trunk before the stress of holding on means he lands on his ass in the sand from thirty feet in the air.

He lands on his ass on the last one anyways, but it doesn't hurt as much from about two feet in the air. Kaoru takes the moment to rest, glancing at his pile of food and leaves. Mostly coconut leaves - Alfred seems serious about wanting them for thatch - with a few coconuts, some breadfruit he found about ten feet away, and a pile of avocados that he put in his hoodie pocket when he discovered the tree while walking to find an appropriate palm three.

That is, he decides, good enough for now.

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.