Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are...

"Wait... if he's dead... why are we trying to pull him out??" Medusa froze for a moment. Well...she hadn't really thought about that...she paused for a long moment as she thought about what the reason for pulling an already dead would be, but then Havoc came up with a good idea! She nodded with enthusiasm. Now that was an idea! A well played one at that. It saved her from having to think up a valid excuse for it! "Yesh! That'sh wot we're doing! Shinsh he'sh dead," She poked him a few times again to really make sure he was good and dead (and it was pretty fun poking him with the stick). She waited a few moments for Havoc to get her pokes in if she wanted to, before finally shoving the branch under the guys body. "You can count to tree, and then we'll both lift him out with theshe! When he'sh closhe to the edge, grab him and pull him away from the shand sho he doeshn't fall back in, kay?"

Readying herself for their mission, she was ready to go when Havoc was! And if the girl decided that she in fact did not want to touch the dead guy, then Medusa would have to grab onto him herself and drag him up from the sand.

"Medusa"