What Is Left After?

Aimery: "Oh, right. And Rox found some food," I say, dabbing one more time before standing up. "I think I'll go find some poor shirt to wrap around my stomach," I mutter.

Roxanne: "But I doubt it's any good." I muttered, ignoring the fact I had a new nickname before I stood up, and went into the room I left it in. I quickly checked the bag, and found that I was wrong. I sighed as I went back into the other room, "Never mind, I'm wrong, which is a good thing for a change." I said as I laid down on the other couch.

Joseph: I shrug. "It takes more than a day for meat to spoil," I say, watching as Aimery got up and left.

Aimery: I quickly glance out the window, making sure no one was coming, then pull off my bloody shirt and wrap it around my wound. Then I got out another one and pull it on. Walking past the mirror, I catch a glimpse of myself and sigh. "Water," I murmur, getting the water bottle and splashing some onto my face.

Roxanne: I nodded in acknowledgement, and picked up my leather jacket off of the floor, now complete with a bullet hole. I frowned for a second, before I glanced at Joesph, but I wasn't too sure what to say. I crossed my legs, and sighed softly.

Joseph: "At least it looks cool," I say, smiling.

Roxanne: I smiled, "Yeah, now I'll look even more bad ass." I joked, not really paying attention to what I was saying. I had a habit of cursing which I tried to at least minimize.

Joseph: I shrug. "Well, you already look badass, now you look..." I tilt my head. "Sexy."

Roxanne: I blinked, and then looked at him with a grin, "Did I hear you correctly?"

Joseph: I grin. "I don't know. Did you?"

Roxanne: I shrugged just slightly, the grin still on my lips, "I'm not sure, maybe I did."

Joseph: I lean closer. "Want me to repeat it?"

Roxanne: "If you think it's needed." I replied with a smirk.

Joseph: "I think you're sexy," I say softly.

Aimery: I walk back into the lobby. "Oh my god get a room!" I yell, grabbing a pillow from the couch and throwing it at them.

Roxanne: I couldn't help but laugh at her reaction, "We were just talking, jeez!"

(Where are we? And whoooa a lot happened...)

(We're at the hotel, and not much happened, really, except that everyone that was hurt got fixed up. Otherwise, they're just talking, pretty much.)

(Oh, okay.)

Jelsa: "This is when I'm glad I'm small and harder to hit..."

Wayne: "Everyone good?"

Roxanne: Now, I scratched the back of my neck nervously, realising they both probably heard my, and Joesph's conversation. "Yeah, I think we're good."

Jelsa: I nodded and leaned against the wall.

Wayne: I stretched and started doing some push ups.

(Should we continue without Sweet...?)
Roxanne: I sighed, and rolled my shoulders even though it hurt.

(IDK...wanna wait?)

Wayne: "Three, four, five..."

(Yeah, I mean, I wouldn't want to get too far.)
Roxanne: The stiffness in my shoulder was annoying, but at least the aching died down.

Aimery: I muttered something, grabbing my bloody jacket from the couch. "Sure you were."

Joseph: I laughed, pulling Roxanne close. "What's it to you?"

Wayne: I was starting to feel lonely without a girl to hold.

Jelsa: "So, um, what are we doing now?"

Aimery: I throw my pack onto the floor. "Well, let's count what we actually gained from this stupid raid," I tell her.

Joseph: I shrug. "Let's try that."