Futuristic Empire Rebellion RPG

Vasia rolled back over so she could stare up at the night sky, breathing heavily. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to blocking out the awful voices that haunted her. She opened her eyes once more, breathing slower now.
 
Vasia tilted her head slightly so she could look him in the eye. "Yes, you're right." And, with a quiet moan of slight pain from all the running and slamming into the ground, she stood up and heaved her pack over her shoulder.
 
Vasia limped slightly; she had bruised her thigh and twisted her ankle pretty badly. But she tried to her best to continued along the edge of the cliff and forest. By now she had no idea where they were.
 
Vasia limped slightly; she had bruised her thigh and twisted her ankle pretty badly. But she tried to her best to continued along the edge of the cliff and forest. By now she had no idea where they were.

occ: :p

ic: Hayden walked weakly, he knew neither Vasia or him would stand any longer...He raised his sight, and spoted a place, that for their sake, was safe. He continued, glancing at Vasia every each time.
 
Vasia glanced over. The tone of his voice worried her more than him calling her. "What is it, Hayden?" she asked. She stood up and walked over to his side.
 
Vasia ran to his side and quickly fell to her knees. "Hayden! No... come on don't do this..." Vasia grabbed her bag and started rummaging through it, trying to find something that would help.
 
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