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Post by vincent on Apr 24, 2007 13:21:03 GMT -5
Vincent watched the stick fly into the jungle before turning back to face the strange man, dropping the pretzels bag at his feet and panting as he looked up at him expectantly.
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supremeoutcast
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Post by supremeoutcast on Apr 24, 2007 13:29:23 GMT -5
"Oh, alright" James smiled dryly; the dog was more intelligent than several of his former colleagues. He bent down and picked up the foil wrapped packet, tearing it open and setting it down upon a nearby rock.
"There you go. Knock yourself out" James said, turning back toward the camp.
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 24, 2007 14:06:26 GMT -5
As they rejoined the group, Gwen smiled at the newly-arrived Bella who'd been kind enough to bring some fruit for them. She hadn't even begun to think about the food situation yet; it was a safe bet that all of the airplane food was gone, or stashed elsewhere.
"Bugger off!"
At the familiar phrase, she turned to see a tall man being reluctantly pulled into a game of fetch by the yellow lab that had been roaming the camp. "Sounds like someone needs this coffee more than me," she remarked to Mason. "I'll be right back."
She approached him with a pleasant smile as he was placing a packet of something on the ground for the dog. "Morning, sir," she greeted. "One of the other passengers was kind enough to make coffee. If you don't mind it black and inordinately strong."
She handed the Wanna' Be My Wallaby? coffee mug over to him and kneeled down to pet the dog on his head, rubbing his ears. "Clever boy. Where'd you manage to find pretzels?" she inquired of the lab.
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Post by supremeoutcast on Apr 24, 2007 16:10:16 GMT -5
"Thank you, miss" James replied gratefully, amused by her use of his official title. He lifted the mug up to his lips and took a sip. "Well it's a lot better than his breath that's for sure" James smiled, jerking his head toward Vincent. "I don't know about pretzels, but it smells a lot like he's been eating corpses out of the fuselage."
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vincent
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Post by vincent on Apr 24, 2007 16:15:50 GMT -5
"Bark!".
Vincent wasn't sure what the lady was saying, but it sounded encouraging. He let his tongue loll out happily; the clairvoyant child had been neglecting his ears of late. She also smelt better than both him and the strange man beside her.
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 24, 2007 16:24:47 GMT -5
"I don't know about pretzels, but it smells a lot like he's been eating corpses out of the fuselage."
"Oh, I hope that's not true," she winced. "Michael needs to keep you on a shorter leash, mister," she cautioned the dog, still petting its head as she smiled back up at the man. "I don't believe we've met yet. I'm Gwen, from the flight crew. Nice to hear a familiar accent."
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supremeoutcast
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Post by supremeoutcast on Apr 24, 2007 16:46:54 GMT -5
"Oh that's right" James replied. "I remember you from the 'what-to-do-in-emergency' demonstration. Guess they never told you how to deal with the back of the plane ripping off". He smiled so as to convey that he was joking. His sense of humour had already been taken the wrong way by Mason and he wasn't keen on a repeat performance. "I'm James, from the front section. Although, if I'd been anywhere else, I probably wouldn't be talking to you now" he added.
Stop rambling and drink your damn coffee, you idiot
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 24, 2007 17:27:04 GMT -5
"Hi, James. Nice to meet you," she said, pausing to shake the rest of the pretzels free from the bag since the dog seemed determined to get to them.
"And no, this chapter definitely wasn't in my handbook. Of course, Oceanic Airlines apologizes for any inconvenience experienced during your unplanned layover. You will receive a full refund and two round-trip tickets to a destination of your choice as soon as we return to LAX, and you have our deepest and sincerest regret."
She furrowed her brow and looked at him doubtfully. "Are you buying any of this?"
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supremeoutcast
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Post by supremeoutcast on Apr 24, 2007 17:41:23 GMT -5
"Not a bit of it" James laughed. "And if this is what travelling economy means then I'd hate to see where their budget holiday deals take you". He wasn't sure what was more refreshing; the coffee or having a reason to laugh again.
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vincent
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Post by vincent on Apr 24, 2007 17:50:23 GMT -5
The pretzels has barely left the bag before Vincent was upon them, hoovering up every crumb before licking the rock spotlessly clean. This lady was clearly some kind of canine messiah. He buffed her hand with his head; the cuter he made himself look, the more chance there was of food coming his way.
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Gwen Havers
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 24, 2007 17:56:24 GMT -5
"And if this is what travelling economy means then I'd hate to see where their budget holiday deals take you".
"Mmm, it might be a Siberian gulag, or the Falklands, or Detroit," she offered. "But you certainly didn't hear that from me."
She gave the dog one last scratch behind the ears before getting to her feet again. "Sorry, my colleague Raymond is better at the 'official apology' speeches. All I can offer is makeshift coffee and some fresh fruit," she nodded back toward the group. "So were you headed back to England?"
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Post by supremeoutcast on Apr 24, 2007 18:22:01 GMT -5
"Mmm, it might be a Siberian gulag, or the Falklands, or Detroit," she offered. "But you certainly didn't hear that from me."
"Don't worry, the secret's safe with me" James grinned. "I'd think I'd rather this place than Detroit...I'd say the chances of dieing horribly are probably on a par".
"Sorry, my colleague Raymond is better at the 'official apology' speeches. All I can offer is makeshift coffee and some fresh fruit,"
"You've no reason to apolagise" James said kindly. "It's not your fault our plane crashed into this tropical hell hole".
"So were you headed back to England?"
James felt his smile fade slightly; he had temporarily forgotten the events leading to his return flight. His hand moved almost subconsciously toward the piece of paper in his pocket. It was still there, just as he knew it would be.
"Yeah...yeah I was" he replied, smiling once again. "Guess this is divine retribution for complaining about the in-flight film! Were you with Oceanic long? I mean, you've not started to lose your accent or anything yet".
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 24, 2007 18:35:45 GMT -5
"I'd think I'd rather this place than Detroit...I'd say the chances of dieing horribly are probably on a par".
"Exactly," she laughed. "But the scenery is much better here, I should think."
"Were you with Oceanic long? I mean, you've not started to lose your accent or anything yet".
"Oh, that? I just keep the accent so people will think I'm smarter than I actually am," she confided. "And I've only been a flight attendant for a couple of years now. Been away from England longer than that, though. I've lived in LA ever since university. Nigh on ten years now."
She quirked an eyebrow at him. "And what was wrong with the in-flight film?" she inquired.
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Post by supremeoutcast on Apr 24, 2007 18:47:18 GMT -5
"You're kidding, right?" James grinned. "Castaway? What sort of film is that to show on a flight? Seems almost like it was tempting fate now!".
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Post by Gwen Havers on Apr 24, 2007 19:03:26 GMT -5
"Castaway? What sort of film is that to show on a flight? Seems almost like it was tempting fate now!".
"Yeah, I suppose you're right," she nodded. "Probably should have chosen something else from the Tom Hanks oeuvre. Hopefully we won't be stuck here so long that we start talking to sporting equipment. Not saying that a beard wouldn't suit you, but really...
"Anyway, Sayid's probably been working tirelessly on the transceiver since yesterday," she informed him. "He'll get a signal out, and you'll be back to Blighty in no time."
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Post by Willo on Apr 24, 2007 21:30:49 GMT -5
MASON "I'd still rather watch that than Splash," the producer said, walking up to them. "I'd stay away from Ana, James. She's got a bit of a temper, which I discovered in... let's just say I learned it the hard way. Listen, if that girl is still interested in talking to me, send her over later today, alright Gwen? I've got a couple things I've got to do, but I'll be around."
With that, Mason walked off, to no where special.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Apr 25, 2007 4:47:24 GMT -5
HEIDI
For probably the first time, I didn't discreetly take a step away. I was feeling more comfortable around him and besides, he was doing a great job of blocking the sun for me. I looked up at him and smiled as I whispered back, "she is. I don't think she's got a shy bone in her body." I looked back at little Sarah singing and smiling and simply enjoying herself. "When I was her age, I was so shy that I did my best to blend into the background."
Now that I thought about it, I still tended to try and not bring attention to myself. "Huh, old habits die hard. But at least I can talk to strangers now." I gave him a pointed look and put an emphasis on the word 'strangers' but soon after broke into a smile. Playing a joke on someone was never a strong suit for me as I could never keep a straight face.
"Thank you," I said as I took a slice of mango, not my favorite, but I was getting used to them since they were a major food group here, and took a bite, leaning forward a bit to avoid dripping any of the juice on me. I was finally getting a good look at Bella after having met her last night with not much light around, save for the fires scattered here and there. She was a pretty girl, young and had that shy look about her that matched her personality. "I hope you slept well. Cyrus here," I gestured toward the man next to me, "helped me build that shelter."
I popped the rest of the slice into my mouth and looked around for a napkin in habit, but of course there wasn't one to be found, so until I could get down to the water, I had the choice of wiping my hands on my clothes or licking my fingers. Wiping hands on your clothes after eating was something that had been fiercely lectured about while growing up so I settled for the alternative. Of course, I thought as I quickly licked my fingers, I'd be hearing the 'you're not being very lady-like' lecture right now, but kinda hard to be lady-like on a deserted island.
With that done, I said to Bella, "Let me know when you'd like to get started on your shelter and like I told you last night, I'd be happy to help out."
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Post by Cyrus on Apr 25, 2007 10:46:28 GMT -5
"Huh, old habits die hard. But at least I can talk to strangers now."
"You consider me a stranger? Damn, I guess I should send that wedding ring back..." he joked lightly.
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Post by supremeoutcast on Apr 25, 2007 11:59:49 GMT -5
"Probably should have chosen something else from the Tom Hanks oeuvre. Hopefully we won't be stuck here so long that we start talking to sporting equipment".
"Oh, I don't know" James replied. "You could probably get more sense out of that football than some of the people around here".
"Anyway, Sayid's probably been working tirelessly on the transceiver since yesterday," she informed him. "He'll get a signal out, and you'll be back to Blighty in no time."
"No doubt about it." he responded, though he wasn't sure of how convincing he sounded. "If anyone can do it, I'm sure it's Sayid".
"I'd still rather watch that than Splash," the producer said, walking up to them. "I'd stay away from Ana, James. She's got a bit of a temper, which I discovered in... let's just say I learned it the hard way. Listen, if that girl is still interested in talking to me, send her over later today, alright Gwen? I've got a couple things I've got to do, but I'll be around."
"Guess he's not a big fan of mermaids, then" James chuckled. "And thanks, I'll take that under consideration next time she invites herself into my shelter" he called out after Mason. "Is he alright?" he asked, turning back to Gwen.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Apr 25, 2007 12:17:19 GMT -5
HEIDI
I raised an eyebrow at him then started laughing as I shook my head. "You're crazy, you know that?" I said still laughing a little. "Going right to the finish line like that with a girl who stays far away from that particular race in life," I teased back. My laughing died down as I realized I not only killed the harmless flirting but also revealed something about myself I didn't make a habit of voicing to people I'd just met. I looked away and to little Sarah. The morning seemed to be moving along quickly and she needed to take her medicine.
"Sarah, sweetie, can you help me gather some things so we can go get washed up at the shore and maybe take a walk after?" I looked to Cyrus again. "You're welcome to join us for a walk. I mean, unless you have other things to do."
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