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Standing on the only part of 'clean' sand left on her favourite beach, Larny sighed slightly and swept her long dark hair over her shoulder. Mind caught up in so many things after the shock of the earthquake then tsunami that rocked her homeland of Samoa. It had been less than 2 weeks since the disaster and everyone around her was scrambling for some sort of normality among the chaos. She'd made herself useful in any way she was able aside from assisting the surviving members of her family with reconstructing their homes where they where able.
Sighing again she slipped back into her sandals and left the beach, not wanting to wash the dry sand off her feet as it was oddly comforting. Walking down the cleared parts of the main road, she unlocked her bike and straddled the saddle of the bike, pushing out from the crowd of half destroyed trees and peddling off to her temporary accomodation where she would ready herself for another hectic day at the office. She really didn't know how much longer she could stand all this, since the disaster she'd rarely cried or spoken a full sentence to most apart from those who she'd been assigned to help.

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There was the crash of the ocean, or something similar to it. The water that splashed against his body felt strange. It was hot and sticky, almost like oil. He groaned before pulling himself further out of whatever substance he was lying in. His head was spinning, not only that, it was in pain along with the rest of his body. What happened to him? It felt like he had been through a blender. Slowly he opened his eyes and flinched at the sunlight that glared painfully into his retinas causing him to instinctively close them once more. That was not a good idea. Rolling onto his back, he looked down towards the ground instead before opening his eyes once more. Carefully he opened the first to peek if it was safe, then the other to take in his surroundings.

The first thing he noticed was that he was lying on a sandy beach. The water that splashed against his body was black, it ebbed and flowed irregularly. Some of the liquid seemed to stick to the surface of the rocks and sand as it moved. The second thing he noticed was that he was naked. Groaning once more, he heaved himself groggily to his feet looking around the rest of the area, hoping to recognize where he was. His gaze wandered over the long shore as his mind drew a blank. That wasn't any good. He brushed his hand through his jet black hair and frowned when it came out with seaweed. What had he been doing? He froze as the question passed through his mind, his eyes wide. Who was he anyway? He didn't remember anything at all. His name, where he came from, what he was doing, how he got here, his age, birthday, family, nothing. Strange that he still knew all these things and what they were but was blank about himself.

Panicking now, he stumbled towards the nearest road as he tried to think about what he could do. Luckily the beach appeared to be empty today as there were no signs of people around. The area was in complete disarray. Some of the trees had fallen and garbage littered the ground, the ground itself looked to have been cracked as well. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he thought about what he needed to do. First he should probably find some clothes. His eyes fell on a nearby shop where a tree had fallen into the glass display window. Inside he noticed a variety of tourist T-shirts and swim suits. Towels were sprayed across the floor. That would work perfectly, he could dry off whatever that substance in the water was and get dressed.

Moments later, he emerged from the shop dressed in a pale blue dress shirt unbuttoned in the front, white pants, and sandals. As he made his way over to the road again, there was a blare of a horn. He whirled in time to see a car headed straight for him. Raising his hands in defense, he awaited the impact as the car squealed, stopping just a few inches short of his legs.

"What are you doing?! Are you trying to get yourself killed!" Came an angry female voice.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't know where I was is all." He said slowly dropping his arms to his side once more. The woman seemed very hostile. "Can you tell me where I am?" He paused considering, then added carefully. "Can you tell me who I am?"

The woman gave him an odd look, he wasn't sure what it meant. "You're kidding right? Please tell me you're joking."

He gave her a blank stare then repeated mechanically. "I am kidding."

"Oh boy." She swiped a hand across her face then gestured to the back of her car. "You'd better come with me pal. I think I know a place that can help you."

Once he had entered the back seat, they took off down the street. He wasn't sure where they were going, but he hoped it would help.

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Larny took a long drawl of water from the bottle that sat on her desk then smiled slightly as she swallowed. The room temperature water sliding down her throat and easing the tension that had held sway of her throat for almost an hour. There was a long line of people tracing outside of the building that she was currently stationed in and most of them had been supplied with something to sit on and one of her co-workers was going around making sure everyone had something to drink and any food that could be spared was being handed out also.
Larny sighed and continued to fill in the paperwork of the gentleman that sat infront of her, he nodded at several of her questions as she asked them gently in her native tongue before she signed off at the bottom, handing it to the gentleman who smiled toothily and shook her hand. He was then ushered away to collect what had been allocated to him and Larny stretched, her back was killing her but today would be as long as any other day so after another long drawl of water she ushered over the next in line with a kind wave of her hand and a smile.

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They pulled up to the side of an enormous looking building. At least it looked that way to him because of the large number of people that stood outside it. And from the looks of it, the line continued inside. His eyes roamed through the different people. They all looked disheveled, there was a sadness in their eyes. Loss and pain. Their brows were creased with worry. His gaze turned towards the exit of the door before he arched a brow. The people leaving the building were carrying something, looking much happier than before.

"Well, this is the place big guy."

He tore his gaze away from the building and the people to look down at the woman in front of him with a confused expression. Seeing his lost look, she sighed. "It's the headquarters of an organization helping those who are suffering due to aftereffects of the storm. Survivors, the homeless, the lost." Her eyes flashed towards him meaningfully.

"I...don't understand..." He said, his expression still blank.

She swiped a hand across her face once again with a groan. "Why me?" She murmured looking up at the sky as he continued to stare at her. This woman was really strange. After a moment, she sighed once again and turned back to look at him. "Samoa was hit with a terrible earthquake and hurricane less than a week ago. Many people were injured, some lost homes and loved ones. It was a tragedy. This organization here was set up to help provide some relief to them. Food, blankets, clothes, anything that people donated or may need is distributed here." She pointed her finger towards him. "As far I can see. You've got amnesia and need a lot of help. Obviously you were caught up in the storm somehow and it's a miracle you survived. Maybe you will be lucky again and find someone that knows you in here, that or get help in finding your family."

His eyes widened as understanding dawned on him. "I see." He glanced over at the building again.

"Good. Now just head straight through those doors. You may have to wait in line to see someone so just stand at the back of the line, alright?"

He looked back at her and grinned. "Yes, thank you."

She gave him a thumbs up. "Good lucky stranger." With that she pulled out and started down the street. He waved her off before turning to face the line again. With a sigh, he made his way to the end and waited for his turn to speak with someone to help him.

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Larny stretched as the sun had finally gone down. It was amazing how long her resolve had held up during this disaster. She'd lost her mother, younger cousin and several extended family members in the tsunami but thankfully her father's health was improving under the careful watch of a team of international doctors who'd arrived not long after the all clear had been given for international aid workers to come over and assist.
Standing up and motioning for the next gentleman to come and sit opposite her. The line had dwindled in record time and inwardly she was proud to be helping so many. Within the last few days, production had improved dramatically and this little fact amazed her.

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As the last person in front of him left through the door, the guard standing in front gave him a nod to enter. He continued to stare at the man uncomprehending the signal. Only when the man opened the door for him and gestured towards it did he finally understand. Giving a bright smile he thanked the guard and entered. He was struck by how large the place was. Then again, it had to be. He couldn't imagine how else they could fit all the people he saw into one building unless it was large as well. Pushing through the revolving glass doors inside the lobby, he stared at his surroundings in awe. Following the signs which eventually led him to the desk of a young dark haired woman. He blinked for a moment uncertain of what he was suppose to do until the woman stood and gestured towards him to the seat in front of her. Slowly he made his way to the seat and waited to see how this was suppose to help him.

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"Please sit down." Larny said kindly then sat herself. "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" She asked to begin with. There was a certain air about the man and his every move seemed hampered by a misunderstanding running through his mind. Something wasn't clicking with him and it was clear he didn't know where he was. But those questions would come soon enough.

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He automatically sat down as instructed, his gaze never leaving the girl. It still puzzled him how this woman would help him with his problems. At her question, he frowned and glanced around the room. There didn't appear to be a place to store food from what he saw and he didn't feel really hungry at all. As he opened his mouth to decline, he was struck with a sudden whim for something. "Water." Came his reply before he could stop himself. His expression twisted in confusion at his answer. Why did he want water? He had already been in the ocean and lost his memories in it. He would expect himself to be sick of water at this point.

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Larny smiled a little and nodded, leaving her desk and retrieving a long cup of water. She returned and slid it in front of the gentleman. "There you go. Is there anything else you'd like before we begin?" She asked gently. The man seemed puzzled so she decided to take it easy on him.

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He took the cup in his hands and emptied it in a single gulp, slamming the empty plastic on the desk as he exhaled. It was really good water, though he wasn't sure how he knew that. He looked up at the girl when she asked him once more if there was anything else he needed. His mind ran through everything, when nothing came up, he could only shake his head. "No." Came his short clipped response. "Thank you for the water though." He said.

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