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Post by Ethan Rom on Jan 2, 2007 15:57:17 GMT -5
"I will!" she declared. "I mean, I've already made a start,"
He looked directly at her, and then at Sayid, and his fists clenched a little as he did. He suddenly felt his stomach turn a little, and for a moment thought he was going to throw up.
Don't hate him. He has done nothing. Just because he's more good-looking than you doesn't mean you should hate him. Just because she obviously has a crush on...this...stranger, it means nothing. Your crush would've come to nothing anyway. Forget. Don't hate. Forget. Calm.
But...but why have a crush on this man? No, he didn't know that, but...but the look in her eyes-
No, no, no. All women like good-looking men. Fact of life.
But why? Why have a crush on this man, why not on him? Who had been comforting her non-stop? Who had listened to her patiently and with concern? Who had promised she'd see her family again and had every intention of keeping that promise? Who hung on her every word? Who helped her out all the time? Who built her shelter?
But no, this man had great curls in his hair. Nothing else mattered, nothing Ethan did, he'd have to get God-damn plastic surgery before she paid the slightest bit of attention-
Calm. Again, calm.
He was a little disgusted with himself for being so jealous, so easily. Perhaps part of it was just wanting to hold onto something that didn't outrightly hate him.
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Jack
Collecting Info for a Census
plg%%Jack, Boone, Ben Henry, Kyle, Neil, Goodwin, Pickett%%
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Post by Jack on Jan 2, 2007 16:05:58 GMT -5
JACK
***Jack arrives from his shelter***
He looked around the beach, and stood behind the group. There was no point in having his input, they seemed to have it under control, besides, he has more things on his mind. He stared at Kate. He could swear they made eye contact for a few seconds, but he wasn't sure. Jack rubbed his eyes. He wasn't sure why he was making so much of an obsession with Kate and what ever crime she committed. The logical assumption would be that Jack was worried for the other survivors, but Jack felt as if he had his own reason, a personal reason.
It was almost insane. He barely knew her. But what he did know, was that she seemed to be rather harmless, which was the main reason why Jack wasn't going to say anything, but if Kate caused any violent problems, he'd know why.
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Shannon Starling
Acceptance of Fate
plg%%Shannon Rutherford / Nikki Starling/Josh McCoy%%
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Post by Shannon Starling on Jan 4, 2007 13:12:34 GMT -5
Shannon:
Shannon wipes the sweat from her forhead and makes a disgusted face, she does not even want to go back into the jungle now, her outfit was all dirty and it was her favourite "ugh thank god were back" she snorts
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pearl
Having An Athma Attack
"I could use some therapy" plg%%Sarah & Aaron Parker%%
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Post by pearl on Jan 4, 2007 13:52:12 GMT -5
***Sarah enters from G4-Beach and Shore***
Sarah walked up the beach alongside Billy with her jogging suit under her arm, still wearing nothing but her light blue bikini. There was quite a gathering going on at the fuselage. Seemed like the hikers who took off yesterday had come'n back. Sarah remembered the beauty with the curled dark hair who thought to tell her what to do and what not. And there was Jack ... she looked over at him ... possibly a little to long.
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Post by Billy on Jan 4, 2007 13:54:41 GMT -5
***Billy enters with Sarah***
He saw Sarah looking over at the doctor, and felt a slight pang of jealously. He dismissed it quickly, and asked, "Well, since it seems the waters are infested with predators, should we eat?"
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Tylah
Freshly Marooned Monster Bait
What Will Be Will Beplg%%Tusti Vipul%%
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Post by Tylah on Jan 4, 2007 13:57:48 GMT -5
Tusti just lied on the beach everyday writing in her notebook. No one talked to her and she liked that. Peace and quiet was all she wanted.
As she lay on the beach, something kicked sand at her, getting all over her notebook. She turned around and saw--
[OOC: Tag: Anyone (I hope I did this right...)]
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pearl
Having An Athma Attack
"I could use some therapy" plg%%Sarah & Aaron Parker%%
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Post by pearl on Jan 4, 2007 14:00:38 GMT -5
Sarah caught a relieving laugh again that seemed to lighten up the scenery as she looked back at Billy. "Nice transition man! But yeah, we should definitely eat. I have actually seen a stack of coach class menus over there this morning!" She pointed towards the opposite side of the wreckage then the gathering was near.
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Post by Billy on Jan 4, 2007 16:43:54 GMT -5
"Nice transition man! But yeah, we should definitely eat. I have actually seen a stack of coach class menus over there this morning!"
"Well, ladies first." he said, smirking.
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pearl
Having An Athma Attack
"I could use some therapy" plg%%Sarah & Aaron Parker%%
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Post by pearl on Jan 4, 2007 16:49:03 GMT -5
"Always a gentleman!" Sarah smiled as she walked over to the stack that had rapidly slimmed down till the early morning. "So what's it gonna be?" her eyes wandered over the tinfoil. "Menu 1 or 2 ... not very explaining!" Sarah gave Billy a sorry look.
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Post by Billy on Jan 4, 2007 19:09:20 GMT -5
"Are you sure this is still edible? Although, still..." he said. "Plane food, probably hard to tell."
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pearl
Having An Athma Attack
"I could use some therapy" plg%%Sarah & Aaron Parker%%
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Post by pearl on Jan 5, 2007 2:14:55 GMT -5
"Coach class plane food to be precise ... you try menu 1 and I try number 2. If we wind up sick we still have a doctor though and no work we're missing!" Sarah stated with a smirk as she handed Billy the tinfoil box.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jan 5, 2007 3:08:46 GMT -5
KATE
As Sayid gave his speech, Kate kept looking over at Jack. When they made eye contact, she made her way over to him. "Hi," she paused and gave a small smile. "Can I talk to you a minute?"
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Tylah
Freshly Marooned Monster Bait
What Will Be Will Beplg%%Tusti Vipul%%
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Post by Tylah on Jan 5, 2007 12:50:27 GMT -5
[OOC: Never mind with the "tag" business.]
--That is was just the wind. Tusti seemed to be more jumpy than usual. Maybe because she wasn't doing any human interaction and just in her own world with her writing.
She stared out into the ocean and watched the waves crash against the sandy beach. This place was so beautiful, and yet, it was her prison. She had nowhere to go. "I have to get off this island," she ordered herself, writing in her notebook. "I have to."
She looked towards the fuselage and saw that there was a gathering of people around just a few people. She remembered that there were a group that went to explore the island for supplies or something. She still didn't know what was going on, so she walked towards the gathering and quietly asked someone. "What's going on?"
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Jack
Collecting Info for a Census
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Post by Jack on Jan 5, 2007 15:50:08 GMT -5
JACK
He watched as Kate departed from the group. He looked away for a second, not noticing she was heading towards him. He looked over to see Sarah, and... Billy, that was his name. He paused as he stared at them with a straight face. He dropped his head a bit with his eyes staring to the ground.
"Hi," she paused and gave a small smile. "Can I talk to you a minute?"
He looked to see Kate, it came as no surprise to him, but what she said was. He hoped that giving Kate the chance to come clean would work out in their favour. With all that had happened, what with the hike leaving for almost certain danger, and him finding the damn mugshot, he couldn't help, but know that the two of them were friends, despite how ever short of time they knew each other. This was Jack's biggest problem, he almost litterally let down his guard when he met Kate, and he trusted her dispite knowing nothing about her. Jack couldn't help but feel her personality, her kindness, that it was all just an act that she had mastered, but Jack knew better then that. Although Kate obviously did something wrong, she wasn't vicious, or scum, and that's why Jack played it cool, let it slip, not to mention while being trapped on an island, there's no point in judging people on elements that don't currently matter.
"Yeah... yeah sure."
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jan 7, 2007 16:11:08 GMT -5
KATE
Kate inclined her head toward the shore and began walking alongside Jack in silence. She put her hands in her back pocket to avoid fidgeting as she thought of a good way to tell Jack. There wasn't an easy way to put it, she'd decided. "We couldn't send out a signal because there was another signal blocking it." She stopped and looked at him to see how he was taking the news, then continued. "This other signal; we listened to it. It was in French, a woman's voice. Shannon translated and Ben's reaction confirmed what was said." Kate had been able to tell by Ben's reaction and some things he'd said that he understood French. She said that they're all dead. That something had killed them all. She was alone on the island." She paused again, all traces of a smile replaced by worry. "It's been playing for sixteen years, Jack. I wanted to tell you." Why exactly, she'd decided because it seemed people, including herself, were looking to him as some form of leader.
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Gwen Havers
Help Translate Rousseau's Maps
Ready to Fallplg%%Gwen, Shannon, Etana%%
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Post by Gwen Havers on Jan 7, 2007 22:31:47 GMT -5
She still didn't know what was going on, so she walked towards the gathering and quietly asked someone. "What's going on?"
Gwen was merely continuing to observe Sayid handing out volunteer assignments for food and water rationing, when she heard a woman's voice at her side. She turned to see a dark-skinned woman with wide, inquisitive eyes--one she hadn't met before among the survivors. "Oh, well, there was a group that tried to send out a signal with the plane's transceiver," Gwen replied. "They weren't able to do so, but Sayid's going to keep trying. I'm just off to gather some electronics, see if I can be of help."
Scanning the crowd, she noticed that Sarah and Billy had decided to join the gathering, just as Kate had walked away from the group engaged in a conversation with Jack. Ana-Lucia was long gone. She focused on the expressions of the other hikers, looking for any familiar sign of fear or regret or resolve. Something of the way they'd all appeared when they returned from the cockpit.
Gwen chided herself for forgetting her manners in the face of her newly-assigned task. "Sorry, I'm Gwen," she greeted the young woman. "I was one of the flight attendants."
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Tylah
Freshly Marooned Monster Bait
What Will Be Will Beplg%%Tusti Vipul%%
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Post by Tylah on Jan 8, 2007 15:09:25 GMT -5
"Sorry, I'm Gwen," she greeted the young woman. "I was one of the flight attendants."
"I'm Tusti. I'm from India," Tusti greeted back, shaking Gwen's hand.
Tusti found herself smiling, knowing that she at least interacted with someone for once, and did not immediately withdraw from the conversation as usual.
"Is it all right if I join you?" Tusti asked Gwen. "I don't mean to impose on you or anything."
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Gwen Havers
Help Translate Rousseau's Maps
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Post by Gwen Havers on Jan 8, 2007 18:30:53 GMT -5
"Oh, please do; I'm always on the lookout for willing volunteers, as Ethan can attest to," she told Tusti, throwing a sheepish smile at the tall man beside her. "It's not terribly glamorous work. Just sorting through some of the unclaimed luggage to find cell phones, PDAs, portable game consoles--anything that might prove useful."
She glanced back to where Sayid still stood in order to make sure she wasn't missing any vital information, then turned her attention back to Tusti. "And you said you're from India?" she repeated. "You are a long way from home. Were you on your way to LA?"
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Scott
Hiking to Higher Ground
Days from finding out the truth... plg%%Sayid, Scott, Charlie%%
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Post by Scott on Jan 8, 2007 19:18:59 GMT -5
SAYID
Organising people into groups became a task in itself. Some people weren't willing to help, such as Sawyer, while others were undecided in what group they wanted to get into, so Sayid had to start designating people. And then there were people still grieving over the dead, or still injured from the crash - it was a mess. Whomever could offer him help would benevolent in his eyes.
"Charlie, you're in the group constructing shelters for those people who don't have them." he told him, patting him firmly on the back, moving on quickly before Charlie could follow him in protest.
"You, can you distribute food? Thank you. And you, if you want to help, you can help me set up tarps for rainwater." he said to one person after the other, after finishing his announcement and making his way through the dispersing crowd. Eventually he spotted Gwen throughout the commotion with a dark-skinned woman, and made his way over to her.
"Hello Gwen." he greeted, and took something out of his pocket. "Since you are now in charge of gathering electronic equipment," he began, remembering pointing to her in the crowd during his handing out of assignments, "... I thought if showing these to the other survivors, they might start contributing to our cause." He handed over to her the phone batteries given to him earlier by Alice and Hamilton. "When few people start to have hope, others will follow." he said insightfully, and looked towards the dark-skinned woman. "I don't believe we've met yet. My name is Sayid. Can you help us?"
CHARLIE
Charlie nodded hesitantly at Sayid, and started looking around for people who didn't have shelters who he could start helping. The pregnant girl he had seen earlier on the beach... he wondered if she might need a hand, what with her condition and all, and began to look for her...
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Tylah
Freshly Marooned Monster Bait
What Will Be Will Beplg%%Tusti Vipul%%
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Post by Tylah on Jan 8, 2007 19:48:56 GMT -5
"It's not terribly glamorous work. Just sorting through some of the unclaimed luggage to find cell phones, PDAs, portable game consoles--anything that might prove useful."
"Okay, I can do that. Better than just sitting on my butt," Tusti confessed, giggling at her little joke.
Gwen asked her a question after explaining what to do with the electronics and Tusti answered, "Yes, Delhi, specifically. I was hoping to get a career in movies in Los Angeles. Guess that's a bit on hold, huh?"
A few seconds after Tusti told Gwen about herself, a Middle-Eastern man walked up to the two of them.
"I don't believe we've met yet. My name is Sayid. Can you help us?"
"Tusti," she introduced to Sayid, shaking his hand. "Gwen here was just explaining to me about the volunteer work. I'd love to volunteer to get us off this bloody island."
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