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Mar. 18th, 2012 06:27 am
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Bored bored bored bored.

[Mari is subtle about her boredom.]

Aw god I'm so bored.

[Very subtle. You'd hardly spot it.]

Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.

[As usual, she's on the beach. This time, she's lying on the ground, having been crushed under the weight of her ennui, tossing a found volleyball up and down over and over. Gravity takes over and it lands on her face, crunching off her nose.]


Ow! Fuck a duck! [Sitting up, she cups a hand over her nose, giving the volleyball a hurt and confused look.] Now I'm hurt and bored. This is the opposite of everything I wanted.

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Mar. 9th, 2012 01:54 pm
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[It came as a shock when more than a couple days went by and no rescuers could be seen. Adelle supposes it's good that there's some kind of fresh water source, but living off of coconuts and mangoes is getting so old and tired.

When are people going to come for them? She wants off this island!

For the moment, though, after making sure no one was around, she's changed into her bathing suit and is reclined on the beach. She might as well get an
even tan while she's here, if it's the only thing she can get out of it.

Fiddling with her iPod, which still miraculously works, she vents her feelings on Angry Birds. Sighing, she whines:]
When will we get off this stupid island?
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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?"
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    At the water supply, Alfred stands back as the fire finally begins to burst into life. It's a bit warm for it right now, but keeping it going will mean light and warmth when things get cold during the night. If things get cold. He's no idea what'll happen.

    With a sigh, he sets about breaking off tree branches, throwing the dead ones to the pile he's set aside to be used as fuel and keeping hold of the live ones. They still need containers to boil the water, purification tablets, anything.

    Annoyed, he drapes his jumper on the ground like a mat then sits on it, close by the fire. What an awful day. At least there's water here. And if Wilson did his job properly, there'll be other survivors coming by soon enough.

    Hopefully they'll have food.

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    Feb. 18th, 2012 04:57 pm
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    There's no time to consider anything beyond survival when escaping a plane wreck. Kaoru's mind was focused on swimming in the direction of land and hoping against hope that it was both real and inhabited by people that could help.

    It is real. Kaoru walks once he reaches the shore, finding some pocket of willpower that disdained crawling onto the beach like some half-starved waif. His head may still pound, that swim may have been the only thing more terrifying than the fact their plan crashed onto open ocean and he didn't know how close they were either to LA or to Australia, and in retrospect was far more terrifying than the plane crash/ocean landing because of the nature of Australian fauna...

    "This week hasn't been bad enough already?" he shouts, glaring at the sky. God was always a questionable concept to Kaoru, but it wasn't like he had anyone else to yell at or blame for this entire mess. "You had to crash the plane on top of everything else? Really?"

    It's not the most inspired speech, but his head hurts. He looks across, instead of up, and notices how utterly blank the horizon looks.

    Kaoru turns and looks behind him. Palm trees, tropical flora. It could be any of the tropical ecological zones.

    No civilization. No sounds but the other people crawling out of the ocean, looking bedraggled.

    He crumples as the reality of what happen sinks in, landing on his knees in the soft sand. The ocean-water laps at his knees as he stares out at the horizon again.

    Stop worrying, I'll call when I get there. I promise.

    Naoki was going to kill him.

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