Role Play Here

Abigail *she saw how weakin he was, she couldent take him, the lack of blood was already straining his heart further strain would hurt him* no, were going back to camp- you need to rest *she,put her arm threw his, letting him use her to get his barrings* look you lost a lot of blood that time if I take you with me you could splip into something worse and im not strong enough to help you right now, it would doom us both *she saw his eyes seemed abit dimmer and skin paler, he looked almost dead, but she refused to let her emotions take over*

Nicholas:

He quickly wiggled away from her, so he was standing on his own again. "Don't... Try to help me," he said, his amber eyes dull and his skin rather pale. "... I don't want... Your fever to... Come back. You might... ... Over-work yourself." He leaned against a tree, then fumbled back into a standing position. "Okay, let's... ... Go back to camp." He began to wobble back in the direction of camp, walking almost like he was drunk. He fell, then put all of his support on a tree, then fought to walk again. 

(( Sorry my post is kinda short. Not sure what to type. =.= ))

abigail *she was getting angery* damnit nicholas stop being stubbern, me getting a fever is lot better then your heart failing,now let me help you, no one here is going to judge you *se aled over to him, and offered her hand, she felt like she had to be mean to him to get him to lision, acting nice just seemed to annoy him*

Nicholas:

Even as weak as he was, he knew he did need the help. He looked at Abigail up and down, like when the two met, then finally took her hand, allowing her to support him. He let out a weak laugh, smiling a bit. "I truly am an idiot, aren't I?" he said, slowly. He then laughed a bit again. It had been the first time to laugh in quite a while. He didn't remember the last time he'd laughed. But he knew, something had to be pretty darn hilarious to get him to even utter a true chuckle. 

abigail *his aughing, seemed to darkin the atmosphere* your not an idiot *she said his weight burdinig her boy but she held her self-andhim and began walking she dident like him like this, lauging would be one thing but why was he laughing at this, why this moment, espeaialy when nothing seemed funny, perhas that was he beautyf his humor, there was nothingbut darkness and the "why" felt like "why not" a small smile formed on her lips*

Nicholas:

"No, I truly am.. an idiot. I'm too stubborn.. to even accept any.. help." He let out a sigh. Even as he said that, he felt weak as he had to depend on Abigail to stand. He almost felt like a child, relying on others for survival. "... I swear... ... Sometimes I can be so annoying... ... I even annoy myself." He glanced over and saw the smile on Abigail's lips and smiled back, a small smile, that held a bundle of darkness and an unwanted past behind them. He walked beside her, looking at the ground as he did. Each time he blinked, it seemed like the world would reflect on his eyes, almost like an amber mirror. 

abigail *she lisioned tohis words until his lips stopped moveing, however it was stll like he was talking to her, his past was like shackles on his legs threatningto pull him down atthe slightest trip, his eyes, wee a stones, the held firm to block againest anyreal emotionit was intresting to watch but s made sure not to stare at him agian and embarass herself furher, she could smell the smoke from the fire, that made her feel better* annoying? sure maybe stubbern as a thick skulled mule but notannying *she finally saw the campsite, her body felt heav and begged for rest, though se remebered she had to go look at her traps and her smile faded*

Nicholas:

He shrugged one shoulder, and once they reached the camp, moved so he could sit down on a rock that was very close to a tree. He leaned his back against the tree, and looked at Abigail. He could almost read her smile. "You look tired," he said, having a sharp eye. He looked up at the sky. "Go ahead and sleep. I can stay up and keep watch... I don't think ...I'll be able to fall asleep. Too many things... to think about, you know?" He then looked back at Abigail and smiled. "We can check your traps after a nap." 

abigail *she shook her head,*no hopefly i caught somthng and we can have real food *she sighed* you think you can manage to stay alive while i- *her eye widened abit as she looked over to her cave, two back packs side by side on labld "nicholas" the other "abigail" they were bot medium sized and you could tell there were objects in the bag she glanced over at nic amost for permission to walk torwards them*

Nicholas:

He noticed that Abigail was looking at something, then followed her eyes with his own. He saw the two backpacks, then looked back at Abigail, and noticed she had glanced over. He made a weak gesture with his hand. "Go ahead... ... See what they are. ... It's not like I can... Move." 

abigail *she opened the backpack labled to her, and began removeing the things, there was a bow, with three arrows, and a sleeping bag- plus sother survivle equitment- who was helping them* its survivual gear she said looking over at him and then back at the bags she pickedup his and handed it to him*

Nicholas:

He nodded as a thank you, then opened his up. He peered into it, and took out some of the stuff. "I have different things," he said, pulling out a loaf of bread. He then pulled out his own sleeping bag. "This is actually... ... Really helpful..." He blinked his amber eyes, then found a little bag of O-Negative blood, with a small machine to get the blood into him. "... Why would... They help us?" But without another word, he quickly followed instructions on the back of the bag of blood and allowed the blood to enter his veins. His strength quickly recovered. 

abigail *she watched him plug into the machine, and his color returned his eyes ablaze,she finsihedunpacking her things and she found a first aid kit, that was it, a bow three arrows a sleeping bag and a first add kit, not to menton the backpack itself she leaned againest the rock and then spotted the bread, he was temped but she thougt might as well save it, if her traps had failed now they had a back up source of food*

Nicholas:

After pulling a small tube out from his arm and putting a cotton swab over the wound to stop the blood flow, he looked at Abigail, the loaf of bread in his hands. "I'd really, honestly love to eat this," he said, looking at the food. "But we should save it. Let's go check out your traps. It'll be a lot safer if we do it together, and I'm getting pretty hungry." He put the loaf back in his backpack, then stood up. It was almost like he was a new person. He felt normal again, not at all weak and vulnerable. 

abigail *she watchd this perosn stand infront of her, he wasent that satistly laughing little body he was stronge now, and she smiled abesnt mindedly, and stood* lets go *she felt strength but feeling his new strength*

Nicholas:

He walked to nearby areas, looking for Abigail's traps. Of course, he didn't know where she set them, because he didn't see her when she made them, but he had some sort of idea. He came across one trap, which had caught nothing. "Well," Nicholas said, eyeing the trap and inspecting it carefully. He then let out a smirk, trying to hold in a laugh. "You did catch something... ... You caught the air." 

abigail air really?! *she said excitedly and looked at the trap, the snare dident work but it was triggered, her eyes glanced over at him followed by a grin* i think we should just let it go, airs endangered you know *she said walking ver to another trap, emtpy but it was untouched, she picked it up*

Nicholas:

He couldn't keep in the laugh. It was a different laugh from before- A bit softer, and more gentle, almost as if he were a child. Finally, after laughing for a good few seconds, he relaxed, and looked at the other trap. "Don't handle it too much. Since it hasn't been triggered yet, you could still use it, but you don't want to get your scent all over it." 

abigail trust me boy there be madness to my thinking *she stood up and looked over at him, she had the trap in her hands* the point of traping is catching animals, animals normaly have a pattern howver being as this wasent triggered means that somthing probly dident come near here thus no game should wonder into it, she then herd ruslting and looked over it, it was near her other snare spot*

Nicholas:

He crossed his arms and nodded. "Good thinking," he mumbled, until he heard the rustling noise. He blinked a few times, then began to head towards it, slowly and quietly, taking light steps.

(( Sorry for the short post. I'm unsure of what to type. =.= ))