Snippet #2440831

Crashed! The beautiful spaceship, wrecked! How could that possibly have happened? It pained him greatly to see the damage that had been done to it from such a close distance as he stumbled alongside the ship. Over time it had become a home to Haruko and he had found his little places where he could withdraw for times when he felt the need to be alone. The room where he had been taught how to treat patients by his superior ... all destroyed! Nevertheless, he had been trained not to give up easily. It would be a good idea to search the ship for anything he might use. Food, more oxygen pods, medical equipment. Maybe some of it had survived the crash.

Suddenly there was a noise! Like a soft whisper, carried over to him as he slowly searched the wreck for any sign of life, but even in his current shape Haruko could easily make it out due to the quiet of the forest behind him. No animals could be seen or heard, no wind blowing through the leaves. Only the crackling sound of small fires that he could make out by the ship disrupted the silence. In a way it was eerie. The sudden move of turning his head into the direction of the noise sent the world spinning around him and Haruko had to brace himself against the ship so he wouldn't keel over. When finally the vertigo stopped, he proceeded towards the noise, eager to find some other survivors. He spotted an opening where parts of the ship had been obviously ripped off, so he carefully pulled himself through the hole into the ship. "Hello?" he called again and this time he received an answer from somewhere in front of him.

The smoke and lack of light made it hard to make out more than just shapes, but he recognized that voice almost immediately. "Sam?" Haruko stumbled forward and sank to his knees next to the older man. "I'm glad I found you." he whispered, relief palpable in his voice. Just then did he notice the third person in the room. "Moka!" So two others had survived the crash, that was good, though he did not dare to hope for more. "Are...Are you two alright?" Haruko had problems talking without slurring his speech, but he had to make sure to do his job, even with a concussion.

The fact that he just now noticed the injured leg of his comrade, said much about his befuddled mind. Usually, he was much more perceptive than that. "Lie still, I'm going to have a look at you leg, okay, Sam? Just try to relax." His voice took on the soothing tone which came naurally to him when treating patients. Gently, Haruko started to prob the injured limb with his fingers to see if the metal had broken the bone or hit one of the main arteries. When he was satisfied with what he found, Haruko turned back to the other man. "Al...Alright, Sam. Y-You will live, okay. But I need to remove the ...that metal so I can bandage your leg." Haruko placed hin hand one Sam's arm and rubbed in what he hoped was a comforting way. It was neccessary, but it would be painful and Sam was obviously exhibiting symptoms of a shock.