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Something to Do [16 Mar 2010|04:54pm]
Who: Colin, Open
Where: Hardware Store
When: Mid morning

Okay, boredom was the last thing Colin expected to be dealing with when he was trapped as a prisoner on a deserted island with wargs and angry little monkeys (if what he read the others' posting on the computer thingy was true). But after making himself something to eat and reading the few posts on the little computer thing, he found out he actually was bored. He really didn't want to explore more, since the wildlife didn't really sound all that friendly and he was more than a little out of his depth on the whole escape aspect.

So he headed to the hardware store to see what was there. Maybe he could build something useful. Like a boat. No wait, building a boat would probably qualify as an escape attempt. So for now, he was sort of standing in the aisles, looking lost as he tried to think of something to build or whatever so he didn't just sit around thinking about being a prisoner and his family and generally freaking out.
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[16 Mar 2010|11:59pm]
WHO: Drina and Belle
WHAT: Nommins
WHEN: Lunchtime
WHERE: Golf-2

Thanks to the offer on the site, Drina had invited Belle over for lunch. She supposed that making friends on this island wouldn't be a terrible thing; she still planned on leaving and escaping, but that wouldn't happen for quite some time, clearly. She had never thought of herself as being one of the "soccer moms" that were so popular in the States, but having lunch with a woman of a similar age didn't sign her away to specific archetype.

The table was set and Drina had prepared a fruit dish that was quite simply mango slices with Spanish pepper sprinkled across them. She smiled, thinking of how her mother would keep fresh fruits in their apartment. She had only been here for a full day, but she desperately wanted to speak to her mother. Not to mention Heath. She had no idea when he would return to their home.

The doorbell ringing brought Drina out of the kitchen, her hair in a single plait and her most comfortable pants around her hips. she arrived at the door with a bright smile on her face.
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