No Where Land (Open to all, the more that post the better the thread)

Ciara tried not to look as dumb as she felt when the word Lycan was mentioned, she had thought a little different until she was faced with accepting that these...beasts actually existed. though these days with chasing someone like Harlin down it had not been too much of a stretch of the imagination to think of it. When Gabby interjected to give herself a moment to take in all of her experiences Ciara welcomed the moment, trying to gauge the last time she had encountered an attack from harlin. was he watching already? she wasnt entirely sure of when and where he would strike.

She saw the faintest smile on Lirans face at her comments and that infuriated her. She didn't see this as a laughing matter given their seemingly life and death situation. Looking down at Ikra her face grew more and more worried. He had been out for some time now and she was exhausted from running and ab-sailing down the side of the cliff.

" Why don't we split up? Liran you could take Ciara and find shelter and I can stay here with Ikra, maybe? If Ciara can part with her gun, I am a good shot and Ciara you would be pretty safe with Liran unless you want to go alone Liran. There is no point dragging Ikra around unnecessarily, at least if you find somewhere first it will be easier on him. "

She didn't know how well her plan would go over or what they would decide to do but she wanted to at least try and make it easier on Ikra.

“Normally I’d say hell why not but right now I think its best to stick to the group, more eyes on each other backs” Ciara replied with thought. She knew Harlin was one creature but she couldn’t account for how many other things were watching and waiting.

She watched as Liran moved over to his brother’s side, acknowledging brotherly love in such an environment to be an asset. She glanced over to Gabby and inclined her head a slight touch as she raised a question
“So…were you traveling on your own?

Having her idea shot down she really had no other choice then to follow along. She wasn't about to argue with a guy with claws and a woman with a gun. Sighing as Liran reached for his Ikra she wanted to protest. " Can't we give him a little while just to rest, do we really have to move this instant? I mean we only just got here. " she left out the fact that she was utterly exhausted not wanting to complain and be a nuisance.

While she gave Liran a minute to think about what she said she turned to Ciara. She blinked for a moment, her life before the island seemed like an eon ago. " Yes I was on business. I am a political correspondent and analyst, I was just going back to home. My editor is going to kill me. " she half laughed. ' If I survive this island. ' she said to herself not wanting to worry the others but secretly she was scared, of what could happen and what she had already seen.

'God please no' he thought to himself as consciousness resurfaced, the skin between his eyebrows creased together but he didn't open his eyes, he took a few minutes to himself to try and assess the amount of pain is was in, considering whether he would be able to move without screaming like a girl, after much thought he decided the answer would be... no.
But there it came Liran speaking to him, in his all to soft voice the one Liran reserved especially for times like this when Ikra wasn't at his best.
“Go Away” he muttered his cracked lips parting as he responded in a quiet groan of desperation.
His eyes scanned the insides of his eyelids as though he would magically get some inspiration that would lead to him being able to solve his current physical condition with minimal pain, he sighed to himself ignoring the protest of his ribs as he fought to open his eyes.

As the earth shook into focus around him he blinked slowly his eye sight not returning fully just yet his body utterly spent from the rearranging and reformation of bones.
'OK focus' he thought to himself fighting back the urge to cry as his muscles began to constrict the tears and snaps in them knitting together as though on fast forward.
He hadn't noticed the new woman, not until his hearing started to normalize, Gabby was talking, but not to Liran, his head slowly and carefully twisted to the side so he could locate the voice.
'armed?' his hands instantly curled into the earth as he started to shift feeling the need to get up, feeling as though he were exposing himself. “Liran? Liran help me up” he growled his body audibly creaking and cracking as he started to move, the motion dizzying him threatening to take him back under again as nausea swept through the pit of his stomach.
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He frowned Ciara had agreed with him yet Gabrielle hadn't, he knew she would protest her and Ikra seemed to have a bond of sorts already, even though he expected it, it didn't stop him from feeling a huge weight of guilt rest itself on his shoulders.
Ikra began to move almost making Liran jump, he moved over feeling totally useless as he had to wait to see if his brother would wake fully enough for him to be able to speak to him.
“Ikra.. take it easy come on” his voice sounded in alarm as Ikra reacted to the fact someone new had joined them, he grabbed his twin's forearm to steady him and force him to slow down his movements.
“It's all right, she is on our side... there is someone else who isn't though man, so we have to move. Do you think you can?”

Great Ciara thought, though she respected Gabby for having as much courage as she had showed in their predicament despite having hoped she might have been some sort of G.I Jane. No matter anyhow, there were two werewolves with them and she figured they would be a match against Harlin. She had almost drifted off into la-la land when Ikra mentioned the word armed followed by what she could only assume was his natural response to pain and anger rolled into one. She immediate took a step back while Liran moved up to his brother and she hoped things wouldn’t take a turn into the negative.
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The skin over his leg had finally repaired from the gash wound that had torn during the crash, the only presence since that being a touch of tenderness in the muscle. Perhaps if he had an inkling of emotional intelligence Harlin would have been thankful for the genetic gift however this would simply not be the case. Instead he sat in the distance, buried under the sand save for his eyes and nose. Where the land met the sky he would not be seen, like a predator in wait.

Rubbing her arms the chill of the air was starting to get to her bones. She was absolutely soaked from having abseiled down the cliff. If they were going to move she hoped that maybe they could start a fire soon help her and Ikra dry out. She would go back to the plane if she could stomach it tomorrow and get some more clothes. Until then she would just endure the cold while they tried to find what was deemed as adequate shelter.

Then suddenly and much to her relief Ikra started moving and was already looking to begin moving. She turned from Ciara and went to stop him from moving so quick but Liran had gotten there first. She gave Ikra a gentle smile and was ready to help him should he need an extra help. " Yeah don't worry she seems ok. " she said agreeing with Liran about Ciara. " You on the other hand, are not so just relax. You only went and threw yourself off a cliff so you need to go easy. You can't go jumping around just yet. " she laughed slightly trying to keep the air light as it had tensed since Ciara's arrival. Her arm reached for his again in case he started moving again and shot Liran a look to say that she was going to help even if he protested. She wasn't must good for anything else.

Ciara's eyes focused upon the two brothers, her interest piqued as she studied the two brothers. it wasn't that they were anymore important then Gabby but she really wanted to know a little more about the lycan ability within them. She did wonder what they were like in a rather more...relaxed setting.

Figuring Ikran was in no shape to be launching any sort of attack Ciara finally dropped any sense of hesitation, letting her arms swing freely passed her sides as she strode across to walk beside the three of them, pushing a wispy irritating piece of hair off her face

Gabby was shocked at how quickly Ikra was willing to move. She had seen the state he was in on the cliff and she wanted nothing more in that moment then to see him relax and recover. But it was not to be as he slowly became vertical once again, using Liran mostly but putting some weight on her. Once he was up she glanced over him tentatively. She couldn't help but feel responsible for the man she had pulled out of the burning wreckage.

Looking over to Ciara she wondered where she fitted in among this group. She was certain she was proving more of a burden than anything else. " So any idea where your escaped convict might be? " she turned looking to Ciara figuring Liran had Ikra covered. " You don't have a tracking device on him or anything? " Gabby had no idea if such a thing would survive the crash or if the convict could pry it off, she wasn't overly tech savvy, she much preferred paper and pen to a laptop but the thought made her think about the airplane radio. Putting the thought aside for now, she silently thought of a plan come daylight.