Shumi had barely cleared the crash radius as she mentally prepared plans in her head.  if the males and females were still alive, there war going to be a war, with her caught in the middle of it. she had to re-configure the Beagle's old cloaking device, see if she could make it work other wise she- Shumi flinched and crouched behind a rock as she saw a female standing over a badly wound man, but she wasn't finishing him off, she was HEALING him, but why? Shumi suddenly felt a pang of guilt. she though of the med pac in her back pack, she could be healing the injured men too. had she had been so focused on her own survival  that she had lost her empathy for others?<br/><br/>She didn't make a sound ad she approached and calmly tapped the fiery red head on her shoulder, as she turned she only offered her a bright white plastic box with a red cross on it. "for the man..." the small girl said handing it to the woman, her pink bang hanging over her eyes as she without of a word walked back into the darkness calmly and slowly. sure to these people she was a witch, bt that didn't mere she had to be a BAD witch...<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--3"/><br/>((posted too late again.... Shit ~.~:...))