[losty09]

((i'm going to say that we should move forward a bit, so that its after the initial crash. We'll want to be starting day 2 soon))

Liana stared at a man who was pacing in the sand a short way down the beach. He had his cell phone in hand, but he didn't seem able to get a signal. No one had. She took a sip from her water bottle. It was late in the afternoon. From the position of the sun, it seemed to be about 5 o'clock. A man approached her, carry a bundle of sliver wrapped packages. "You want something to eat?" The man had a coal black beard that was streaked with gray. His eyes were hidden in shadow as he stood before, blocking the sun. Liana hadn't realized how hungry she was until food was mentioned, and she now felt her stomach knot and twist, urging her to accept the food.
"Where'd you get it?"
"Its airplane food. Got it on the airplane." He smiled. "I don't see any restaurants around here, do you?" Liana felt herself returning the grin.
"I'm Liana."
"Joseph, at your service." He took a slight bow, laughing heartily. "What's this now? Joseph bent forward, peering through soft brown eyes at her injured shoulder. "Ah, that's no good. Going to want to wash that out with some alcohol, so it doesn't get infected. Hang on, i'll find you some." He left momentarily, and then returned with a small bottle in his hand. Liana was surprised he managed to find it still intact. She stood stifly while he poured it over the wound, wincing as it stung her flesh. Joseph patted it dry, then bound it withh strips of cloth.
"thank you." Liana shook his hand.
"It was no problem. Here." He handed her a small, silver packet of food. "Best eat up. You'll want to keep up your strength to climb into the heliopter when the rescuers come." Liana nodded an watched as Joseph made his was across the beach, delivering the food.