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Mari Llewelyn ([personal profile] asimplemistake) wrote in [community profile] castadrift2012-02-25 11:54 pm
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Things that would be cool right now:

  • An IV of tea

  • paracetemol for the worst headache ever

  • new clothes


  • At least the river means being able to wash and drink, but it's doing nothing to cure the other two. Working on a cure for her headache, Mari's retired to the beach with her pack of cards. In the shade from a palm, she deals herself out a hand of solitaire and starts playing. With almost every move she makes though, she glances up to look out over the ocean.

    Still no help?

    "What is this, the Bermuda triangle?"
    brightlywound: (but you say don't be afraid)

    [personal profile] brightlywound 2012-02-27 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    Annie led her to base camp. After a few gulps of water, Marnie went back to the beach. They need to keep looking for washed up supplies. They need to bury their dead as well. How horrible it would be to let the bodies just rot there... She hugs herself as she scans the horizon line, then hears someone speak up. A girl.

    "Hello?" she murmurs, scrunching her eyebrows together when she notices Mari's playing cards with herself. Cards. She has about a hundred games on her laptop, which most certainly hasn't survived the crash, but the cards are still readable from several feet away. "Do you mind if I-" Marnie bows her head, her stiff, salty curls swinging into her face. "Mind if I join you?"
    brightlywound: (If I had one wish)

    [personal profile] brightlywound 2012-02-29 11:10 am (UTC)(link)
    Marnie bows her head and sits down awkwardly. Her skirt wasn't designed as beachwear and the water's made it heavy and stiff. Thankfully, the island is camera-free so far. "Cheers," she murmurs, focused on the cards rather than the other girl.

    "Or a very solid ghost," Marnie replies, then purses her lips together. No one in her family has a healthy sense of humor, but Marine at least has some hindsight. "No, it's quite a good thing. I've come across three, present company excluded."

    She takes her hand and gives it a brief, weak-wristed shake. "Marnie, hello, likewise." It's easy to force a smile, though she quickly lets it fade. It's equally easy to feign concern she doesn't yet feel. "How are you coping?"