You can no more win a war than you can win an earthquake

[manicliberty]

Who: [ regnumbreton, lepetitarchipel, manicliberty] Name (England, Seychelles and America; OPEN to anyone that wants to run it for a fight or alliance.)
When: Day 2; early afternoon
Where: E-7, not too far off from the forest, but still in an open field.
Summary: Team Bad Taste is trying to run to where the agreed to make a (hopefully) safe camp without trouble.

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[regnumbreton]

As ridiculous as it had looked at some times England had taken to running backwards for a bit or full on stopping to make sure no one was following them. He was lagging behind Seychelles at this point but had caught up again recently enough to hear America's question.

"Yes yes. I'm fine..." he breathed maybe a bit more winded then he let on but then again he was trying to keep up with America AND keep an eye on their tails. He hadn't eaten any of his own rations but had drank some water, so far hunger pains were dulled by his focus on the surroundings. He was relaxed...but still wary of any movement he might catch a glimpse of.

[lepetitarchipel]

Seychelles, however, was not fairing nearly as well as the other two.

Clinging to her duffle, she whined, too tired to even bury her face in the bag to conceal it. Her legs hurt, and this stuff was heavy, and what little she'd eaten of the rations hadn't helped at all. And yeah, maybe she ran a lot back home, but she wasn't used to these kinds of runs, the kind you do when you have a military you need to train with because you're at war and you've actually been in a war before. Then there was the gun hitting her in the back of the head all the time and the fact that she had barely slept, barely a wink, because every time she closed her eyes she kept having nightmares and--

Unable to answer him with words, she responded to America with several heavy, exhausted breaths, and tried not to trip over herself.

[manicliberty]

America frowned, seeing that girl nation exhausted as she was, blaming himself a little as heard her toss and turn in her her sleep. Trying to break the ice, though, he smiled the brightest he could muster and winked at Seychelles.

"Only about ten more yards, then we can take cover again. I promise to even carry ya if ya want~!"

He was mostly teasing, but he honestly would carry her if she really needed it.

"Just cover me, since my hands will be occupied, ok darlin'?"

SORRY lj never updated me orz

[regnumbreton]

England turned forward again during their running, trying to stay behind Seychelles was actually more difficult because he had to slow himself.

"Let's...just...hurry it up! Even..I'm starting to get...winded!"
the brit huffed between breathes, talking probably being the thing making it more difficult to breathe rather then the running itself.