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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 11, 2007 15:14:28 GMT -5
"You wanna make amends? How about you help me dig."
His eyes flickered down to the shovel at his feet, and he stood. As he stood, he placed his foot under the shovel and kicked it into the air, seizing it tightly and then jumping down into the pit with Ana. "Seems like a fair trade. Dig in exchange for not getting a death glare everytime I look at you."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 7, 2007 17:20:14 GMT -5
"I guess I'm just stubborn like that."
His expression just turned cold and still. No flicker of emotion played across it. Nothing to suggest he was even human. Calmly, he spoke. "Stubborn is a word I'd use, Ana-Lucia. Is this what I get for extending a hand of friendship?"
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 7, 2007 16:58:49 GMT -5
"You're a guy who tried to kill Sawyer. I saw that with my own eyes. I'd say losing it was a tame way of putting it."
"I wasn't going to kill him." he said dismissively, dodging the dirt that flew his way. "I'm not sure why you're defending him, anyway. Look, I'm trying to make amends, here."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 7, 2007 15:45:54 GMT -5
"Maybe I just wanted to dig a hole."
"Hm. Nice answer." he said, and crouched down at the edge of the hole. "Look, Ana, I think we got off on the wrong foot. Or the wrong fist." he began, watching her face for some change of expression.
"You probably think I'm the bad guy, I'm not. I'm just a guy, and the stress of everything that's happened made me lose it." he explained. "So, I'm here to ask you if we can start again on better terms."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 6, 2007 14:05:51 GMT -5
"Very observant."
He gave a good-natured smirk. He scratched at the wound on his nose. "So, what's it really for?"
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Post by Ethan Rom on Sept 6, 2007 13:04:15 GMT -5
***Ethan enters after some searching***
After some searching, he'd taken a stroll through the jungle outskirts. And what he came across made him suddenly freeze in his tracks. She was digging a pit. That couldn't be good.
He regained himself, and spoke out loud to make himself known. "Digging a hole in the middle of the jungle. I suppose other past-times, while less dangerous, are more boring." he commented.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 17, 2007 13:57:10 GMT -5
"I guess I just like the surprise. But I really hope it decides to stay right here until we get off the island."
"Yeah, hopefully it'll stay a surprise until those rescue planes come soaring down." he replied, glancing down at her belly.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 12, 2007 4:52:47 GMT -5
"Oh, I hope I wasn't interrupting anything between you two. I would hate to be the one who poked their head into something they didn't belong in."
"Oh, no, you weren't interrupting anything." he said quickly. "Just...talking about alcohol-related injuries. As you do."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 9, 2007 6:16:32 GMT -5
"So, you guys like it in Australia?"
Lovely place. I've never been.
"Lovely place." he said.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 8, 2007 11:55:04 GMT -5
"It's been.. weird. I mean, weird without everyday things. I'm so used to have a cuboard full of food and softbeds and stuff.. But, I couldn't really expect any of that here. But the view is absolutely beautiful."
"It is, yes." he agreed, glancing out at the ocean for a moment. "I mean, I personally prefer a warm shower to beautiful sunsets, but still..."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 7, 2007 16:39:01 GMT -5
"Ethan, is it?"
He smiled pleasantly at the young, oh so very pregnant girl. "That's right." he said, shaking her hand gently. "And you're Claire, who gave that very thoughtful memorial service."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 4, 2007 15:01:26 GMT -5
"I don't know what you've been getting into, but it looks like you'd better stay away. Or was that alcohol and brute force as well?"
"I tend to attract abuse." he explained. "Abuse, alcohol, and brute force. The holy trinity of things that are bad for me."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 3, 2007 8:36:13 GMT -5
"How exactly did you manage to do that to yourself?"
"Oh, just a...combination of a suitcase, alcohol and trying to open something with brute force." he said, embellishing the details a little. "It isn't anything bad. Although I've pretty much gotten a nice record of wounds since coming here." He motioned to the cut along his nose that Ana gave him.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 1, 2007 11:20:56 GMT -5
"And what is it you are so occupied on doing?"
"Oh, just...changing a bandage." he replied, holding his bandaged hand up to show her, and using his free hand to shake hers. "A rather pathetic looking bandage, but still..."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 1, 2007 11:01:55 GMT -5
"I didn't think anyone was in a hurry to do anything on this island. I guess I was wrong."
"I guess some of us just like to keep occupied and not focus on the rescue planes that aren't coming." he said, and instantly regretting saying something so negative. "Well, I'm Ethan, by the way."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Jun 1, 2007 8:40:41 GMT -5
***Ethan enters from his shelter***
He'd gone to sleep for most of the morning, just tired with...everything. But now, it was time to get back to whatever someone did on a desert island.
He was charging rather carelessly through the beach, as he changed the self-made bandage on the hand he'd cut from taking out his anger on the suitcase the day before. As he walked, he bumped directly into a woman, almost knocking her right over. His hand quickly shot out and grabbed her wrist to keep her from falling, saying, "Oh, God, sorry. Sorry about that, I wasn't looking where I was going."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Apr 29, 2007 13:59:25 GMT -5
Ethan closed his eyes, slowly counting. Having lost patience completely was just...a silly thing to do. He sighed deeply, and stalked off to his shelter.
***Ethan leaves for his shelter***
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Post by Ethan Rom on Apr 28, 2007 16:01:45 GMT -5
"Everything okay?"
Ethan wheeled around with eyes full of a sudden, burning rage. "What? What-! Oh, yes, absolutely." he snarled, suddenly advancing on Heidi with fists clenched tightly, towering over her. "A plane drops out of the god-damn air, tearing apart and scattering all these useless little people over the place, and I have to be nice, I have to not think of myself, something I'm used to doing. But that's okay. I get attacked for beating on a man that deserves nothing less than unrelenting pain, and I'm turned into a villain by a latino whore."
As he continued to speak, his eyes of hate softened into a mixture of anger and sadness. He drew even closer to her. "The one person I feel like I've made a connection with in about five years and hasn't treated me like complete crap all my life sees me as a friend and possibly just a convenience while gushing over some useless wrong-skinned terrorist who's probably gonna pull a jihad. And I have Cyrus, showing everyone that lovely side, because he's such a good person. And to top it all off, I have you...asking me how things are. Apart from that...everything's just ducky."
The wound on his nose had opened just slightly. Just a small slip of blood peeking out. He wiped it away, and turned around suddenly. He closed his eyes briefly. "Sorry. You didn't deserve that. My fault. The whole situation is just...getting to me."
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Post by Ethan Rom on Apr 28, 2007 15:32:22 GMT -5
He saw Heidi looking around for Cyrus, and said to her in a toneless voice, "He went to take a piss in the jungle. He'll be back." He rubbed his eyes clear, glancing down at little Sarah. Kids. Just great.
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Post by Ethan Rom on Apr 27, 2007 15:27:12 GMT -5
As soon as Bella left, Ethan lowered his voice and snapped at Cyrus, "Marriage, hm?"
"Shut up, please."
"Keep your voice down. You even made a list yet?" snarled Ethan, pretending to busy himself by fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.
"Oh yes. And you should really think about saying your heartfelt goodbyes to your flight attendant."
Ethan looked up with a glare of violent anger. "What?"
"I think she's kinda distracting for ya, E. I'm just trying to make sure you never see her for a very long time, mmmkay?" grinned Cyrus. He patted Ethan's arm. "When Heidi comes back, tell her I went for a leak, I'll be along in a sec. Later."
Cyrus grinned even wider, and turned to-wards the jungle, heading out of sight. Ethan's fist clenched tightly in frustrated rage.
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