Planet Escape

"Oh, um." Rai started, not sure what to say exactly. It's not like he could refuse. Well, he could but that would make him a huge jerk. A huge jerk among criminals, what a tragedy. He sighed though, looking at the wrecked craft. It didn't take him look to take the rubber casing off of some hanging wires before turning back to Quill. "I guess I could." 

He walked in front of the wolf and knelt down, taking the metal plates and placing them on either side of his leg, he then took the casing that used to hold the wires and tried his best to properly tie them together so that the metal plates would hold in place. Occasionally he would look back up at Andrew to make sure he wasn't in too much pain. He then turned to Quill when he was done, to see if he had done an adequate job. It was a little messy, as he occasionally faltered thanks to the clotted wound on his left arm. It would probably do, though.

Jason looks at Quill " hey you! " Jason throws the Flare Gun and the 3 Bullets towards her "the rest of you find   some to find weapons" he says. "  Jason then searches the other dead body for weapons.

"Thanks, buddy." Lets out Andrew, looking at Rai with a faint smile. Then, he slowly sits down, making sure his injured leg makes almost no movement. He notices the hedgehog throw a flare gun next to them, along with some spare flares.

"Actually," he says, looking at the hedgehog. "Flare guns aren't that good as weapons. Calling for help during an emergency? Yes. Defence against something you see in the wilderness? No, unless you want to set the whole forest on fire."

"And about the 'find some weapons' thing," he continues, having a look at Quill and 'roadkill'. "I think it would be better if wounds got treated first."

Now he done it.  The tone of her voice was clear that she was not at all happy he had gotten himself up on his own and was in fact, not sitting anymore.  Actually if anything he knew his sister was pissed that he got up.  If there was one thing that pushed her buttons it was when people didn't follow her orders.  She liked being in control of the situation and well, going against her orders.

He quickly observed the other survivors to see what they were like.  From what he established from it, Rai seemed to be helpful out of the rest of them as he was trying to help fix the injuries and find useful supplies.  Jason and Andrew on the other hand, he saw that they weren't be too helpful, if anything were doing their own thing which seemed to be rather silly since being trying to be the "lone wolf" was obliviously wasn't the wisest decision you could make in this situation.

Talon glanced back over to Quill and gave he a smug smirk at her remark, waiting for her move.

She looked over Rai's handiwork on splinting the wolfs leg. It wasn't exactly professional, but she hadn't expected it to be, It would do the job though so she nodded at him" that'll do..." she bend to gingerly touch the leg to make sure the bone was positioned ok, before rising to her feet and giving her brother an angry glare at his glare.

To make her sour mood complete the hedgehog cried out ' Hey you!' and there was a whistle of air rushing past an object as it was thrown her way. She caught the flare gun in her good hand, the bullets thumping into the snow as she twirled it like some gunslinger from days past, pointing it straight at Jason's head, her finger squeezing the trigger. Had it actualy been loaded, Jason would have taken a flare to the face. As it was though.

"What the fuck do you think your doing you trice blasted son of a half wit" she snapped, her face contorted in an ugly snarl that pulled with her lips back from her sharp teeth. "Two of us can hardly stand, my arm is out of commission and you want us to look for weapons?" her voice rose in volume in her disgust and anger" Who died and made you king of anything anyway! we're taking care of the wounded first, you pray you find a weapon yourself because if you make a dumb ass move like that again I am bending you over and shoving this flare gun somewhere the sun don't shine before letting the frigging sunshine in!".

Rai stood up from tying the splint and nodded at Andrew pretty silently before looking over at Quill and Jason. Now was definitely not the time to be arguing, but he couldn't deny that both Andrew and Quill were right. Of course, it should've been common sense at this point that the injured needed to be treated- they'd have to deal with everything else as it came. 

It was a scary thing not to be prepared for something even more dangerous happening, but it would only get worse if they weren't in good condition, and they weren't. He didn't want to get involved in whatever was going to happen after Quill stepped up, but he straightened himself out and stood up straight, taking a step towards Quill and Jason in case anything were to happen.

This wasn't anything new for Talon, his sister always got mad at him often enough that he kinda became dull towards her angry fits.  Either way, he did agree with the fact that most of these survivors were pretty much useless in helping them figure out how to get home.  "At least this Rai person is semi-helpful at the very least." he thought to himself as he winced a bit before slump back down to sitting on the ground, pain starting to come back.

"Should have listened" he mumbled, hold the side where his injuries lied.  Standing clearly agitated it and possible made it worse for him.  He hate to admit Quill was right but she was, it was stupid for him to attempt to get up in his condition. With a little wheezy, "Quill, help before I, you know...die" he gasped a bit, giving her a bit of glare to get her to walk over.

(Apologies, was really busy.)

As Andrew sat there, his memories went through his head once more. This time, however, he wholly ignored his employees and focused on one thing in particular — his son. He recalled the event that almost took his life and relived through every single moment.

He, as the small fish he was, tried taking down a shark who had some business in not-quite-legal areas and to an extent, he wanted to be the vigilante to take him down. In the end, he did, but at great cost. To distance herself from his actions and because of almost losing her son, his wife divorced him, hoping it would keep the two of them safe. Despite what Andrew fought for, he didn't want them to come into harm and with a great deal of doubt, accepted, unwilling to drag their case along the courts.

A single tear went down his cheek, as he remembered the sight of his son laying in the hospital, motionless. He could almost feel as if he was holding his hand. Brushing off the tear, another one rolled down his second cheek. The second tear, however, was overlooked.

Jason replies   "Well excuse me!"  "It was just suggestion." " Jeez calm the hell down." "Plus we gotta find  food and water to survive." "Now could you  please put the gun down cause killing me won't do any good at all." Jason glares at Quill waiting for a response.

" I don't know~" Quill purred in her sweetest voice, the gun unwavering even though it was useless the threat was clear enough" You would make mighty fine eatin' I vote we eat you if we can't find anything else~ " She spun the gun again and tucked it away in her belt, looking over at Rai with a one shouldered shrug. It was nothing personal really and she might reconcider the threat later, but right now Jason was getting on her nerves."If your so concerned with food, why don't you go look for some" she quipped" Don't get eaten yourself~".

Her ears twitched and she looked over at Talon, more concerned with her idiot brother worsening his injuries then she was with the wolf going off into lala land and having a good cry. So far the only one classified as useful was Rai... la dee friggin da...

She stalked over to where Talon had sagged back into a slumped position and resisted the urge to smack him" If you can be pert you're not going to die any time soon" she snapped back at him" lucky you...". She looked him over and winced a little" I can't do anything about broken ribs Tal... the only thing we can do is make sure you Stay on you ass " she stressed the last part, giving him a pointed glare." Go carve cutlery from sticks or something.