Yes I am "that" Dakota (popqueen) wrote in horror_story, @ 2013-08-03 18:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | cycle003, dakota, ian, incomplete, sully |
Who: Dakota and Ian and open
When: June 7th, near sundown
Where: The Island o' Doom
What: Dakota is great to have around in a crisis. /sarcasm
Warning: None yet.
Dakota Davenport was probably not everyone's favorite little Beneath the Veil star anymore.
When the explosions had first happened and then the boat began to tank she didn't know what the hell to do. She ended pacing up and down a hallway frantically until Saint had found her. Saint would know what to do, she always knew what to do. She was well paid to take care of Dakota but luckily for Dakota the two women had an emotional attachment that went beyond the number of zeros at the end of Saint's paycheck every week. Saint was clear and calm and aggressive and without her, Dakota was sure she would have ended up at the bottom of the ocean somewhere just like Leo in Titanic. This was no love story though, this was real and raw and it hurt.
She cried loudly the entire way from the sinking cruise ship all the way to the island. Not even Saint's calm voice could soothe the storm from Dakota Davenport. Once they had arrived on the beach she stopped crying and started threatening to sue everyone for everything! Just wait until her parents found out about this. Did they know who she was? She was going to make sure that the cruise ship and the entire crew paid for what they had done to her. And while she had spotted Ian right away on the boat, she had yet to see Julian or Stephanie and they would pay for her friends and their lost lives too.
Awhile later she had started screaming on the beach, just screaming her head off. Dakota had always had a set of lungs on her and her scream was penetrating. Someone would hear it, someone would come for her. The only reason she finally stopped screaming was because she had given herself a headache.
Sprawling out on the sand she held her one Jimmy Choo in her hand. It was ruined, obviously soaking wet and covered in sand and grit. She thought maybe it would be a famous shoe though. The show that Dakota Davenport survived with. She bet it would go for a mint on eBay. She would have to see what her publicist thought about that once she was back in Los Angeles. Because she was most definitely getting back home. It wasn't even a question for her that someone would come.
Someone had to come, didn't they?