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Ayla of No People ([info]_ayla_) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-06-13 09:35:00

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Entry tags:ayla, complete, day 3, group activity, john crichton, miguel alvarez, the doctor

Day 3- Fishing
Who: Ayla, John, The Doctor and Miguel
What: Fishing
When: Morning, after breakfast
Where: The Dock/The Lake
Rating: R for nudity
Status: Complete!

Ayla had decided to stay away from the foyer this morning. She didn't want the responsibility of greeting anyone else. It was too hard to explain to new people what had happened to them. There were others that did a much better job of it. Giselle made it look downright easy. So, Ayla figured if she didn't see the flashing light of the new keys, she didn't have to greet anyone.

She went through the back door of the kitchen for some breakfast, and then headed out to see about Whinney and Racer. Both horses nickered when she neared and she began to speak to them in a combination of verbal and sign language. "Good morning, Whinney." When she said the mare's name word, it came out as more of a horse whinney than a name. "Good morning, Racer." She patted the dark steppe horse on his neck and hugged both animals. Whinney was Racer's mother, and Ayla had raised them both.

She finished her breakfast and went back to her room to get some unfinished weaving to take out into the sunshine. That's when she noticed the envelope taped to her door. She opened it and, even though there was no written language in her world, Ayla found that she could understand it. She was to go fishing this morning. Looking thoughtful, she opened her door and left the envelope on the rock formation that looked astonishingly like an end table.

She decided that if she was going to make it down to the dock, she didn't have much time, and she wouldn't be able to finish the basket she had been weaving. She left her amulet in her room. She didn't want to lose it, believeing that if she did she would die. Heading down to the lake on barefeet and graceful steps she found the dock and a golem waiting there.

She saw a boat, although she'd never seen one before arriving in Mirage, with some long poles and a box. She shifted her blue eyes to the golem, knowing that it could only answer yes or no questions. She wasn't quite sure what to ask, though. "Are we supposed to use this for catching fish?" She pointed to the boat, and then looked up to see the Golem nodding. She nodded, too. She didn't know how to use a fishing pole and tackle, so she would do it her own way.



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[info]prisoner97a413
2008-06-29 08:23 am UTC (link)
Miguel smiled at Ayla's encouraging words, glancing at the blond before returning his eyes at the water. Even sitting at a small distance from the others, Miguel could still hear the conversation clearly and had to bit his lip to keep from laughing when John asked Ayla about a mate. It wasn't that his words were funny but it struck Miguel as funny because it was such a guy thing to ask. See a pretty lady and find out if she had a husband or boyfriend.

All the men at Oz usually did the same thing anytime a new female employee came in. Miguel shooks his head, Like any of the prisoners would have had a chance. That wasn't exactly true, there were times when the male prisoners got to have sex with some of the female staff. Claire Howell for example but Miguel had never caught her eye and he was glad for that. Yes, he had missed being with a woman but there was no way in hell Miguel would have let that psycho touch him.

These were unpleasant thoughts for Miguel though so he shook them back and forced himself to focus on the fishing. Another smirk crossed his face when the Doctor brought up Rose, stammering that they weren't involved but also mentioning how amazing she was.Then the doctor said something that threw Miguel for a loop. "Not the same species?" He spun around to look at the doctor.

He looked human enough but then Miguel remembered what Rose had told him about the Doctor. He was about to question him just as the Doctor's reel started spinning. Miguel eyed the small fish and agreed with the Doctor. "Yeah, it's not even fully grown but what do you mean you're not the same species? Are time-lords a different species?"

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