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Started October 30, 2020 by Deleted user

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"The plane is ready too." They went to the plane

Nyx got on and immediately flopped down on the bed. She was still in her pajamas.

He flopped down next to her as soon as he got the stuff on the plane.

Nyx curled up next to him with her legs across his. "Let's watch a movie."

"Okay." Ironically, they watched Stranded.

Nyx, who was tired, fell asleep 2/3 of the way through.

"We are losing fuel mid-flight, and are headed for a stranded island!" The captain said, panicked

Nyx twitched in her sleep, but otherwise did nothing.

"NYX!! GET THE FUCK UP!!" Vozzie was panicked too

Her eyes fluttered open, and she wrapped an arm around his chest sleepily, trying to drag him back down next to her. "Stay…"

"We're about to fuckin crash!!"

"What…?" she murmured, and then it hit her and she sat up. "Crash?!"

"Yes! The plane is losing fuel quick!"

She huddled close to him, unsure of what to do.

And then… they crashed

The only thing Nyx was aware of was that sickening, shuddering jolt that was several tonnes of metal smashing into ground at high speed. Squeezing her eyes shut, tears trickling from under her eyelids, she clung to Vozreal.
No.
It was happening all over again.
A twist, a turn, pain, light, falling, flying, hard ground -
She hit the sand hard, flung high by the explosion. There were cuts and burns on her forearms and legs and face, pajamas singed and torn. One of her ribs felt broken, but she wasn't sure. Gasping, trying to get her breath back, she lay on the sand.
"Vozreal!"
It came out as barely more than a whisper.
"Vozreal!"
With a dry sob, she laid back on the sand and closed her eyes.

"NYX!! I SWEAR, GOD IF YOU'RE LISTENING, IF SHE'S DEAD, I'M COMING TO KILL YOU!!" He roared, looking for her.
He found her.
"Don't die…" He said, trying to revive her.

"I won't die," she promised. And she meant it with every single cell in her body.
She wouldn't die in someone's arms, not on the sand, not like Seven.
Her head hurt. Her whole body hurt.
"I think I broke a rib," she murmured, clinging to his shirt.

"You're okay… it's okay…" He said, going into Doctor mode.
"I knew my centuries of college would come in handy…" He said

He began to fix the wounds

Nyx snuggled into his arms and sighed softly.

"Don't die…"

"I'm not going to die, Vozzie." She winced as he probed her sternum. "Owww…"

"And… there!" He said, fixing her rib.

Nyx hissed in pain and gripped his shirt, and then she realised something.
"The pilot. Where's the pilot?"