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Nina Price (nachtmusik) wrote in inpoormerit,

Mina had honestly been purposely keeping a low cover. She'd spent quite a bit of yesterday in her room, reading and looking through her quarters. She found herself wishing for her cameras - all of them. All the digital ones, the film ones but there wasn't a single camera in her room. They probably did not want her documenting anything going on around the island. Today, she had decided to venture out once more. Maybe she would run into someone more useful than that boy on the beach.

Clad in black slacks, a white blouse with golden buttons and black heels, she had sort of casually strolled the sidewalks of the village. Once more her breakfast was only an apple and a bottle of water. Her stomach was constantly doing flip-flops so there was really no point in heaving up something good if she ended up throwing up. Despite her cool outer appearance, she was perfectly and utterly raw down to the nerves.

She'd long since finished her 'breakfast' when she came upon a man who was looking kind of... woozy to say the least. Great. She had to be nice and be a hero or some bullshit like that, right? Mina rolled her eyes and sighed heavily, starting slowly for him, "Um, excuse me - who the Hell are you?" Okay, bad way to start off only asking him if he were alright would've been redundant as he clearly was not.