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

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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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notginger
2008-06-15 05:42 am UTC (link)

The Doctor turned, giving Miguel a curious look as he announced his presence in such a dramatic way, not quite certain what had prompted such enthusiasm. “Mornin’!” the Doctor smiled, looking down at his suit as the man commented on his appearace. “What, this old thing? Nah, it’s been through worse than a little fishing trip! Plus, comfy shoes!” he pointed out, waggling his foot as if to prove his point. “I’m the Doctor. Lovely to meet you,” he said, offering a handshake. “I’m not an expert, but I gather this method has a lot more waiting involved than anything else,” he remarked. He wasn’t entirely sure why it was considered a sport.

As John approached the group, the Doctor raised an eyebrow as he spotted the cooler he was carrying with him. “Well thanks! I’m the Doctor. I see someone came prepared!” he commented, accepting the handshake with an over-enthusiastic grin… although he couldn’t help but snort a little as John spoke to the female of the group; it always amused him when men talked to women as though they were the most likely to need assistance. The Doctor couldn’t count the times he’d needed a woman to come to his rescue instead. His amusement only increased as Ayla turned the statement round to include John as well; she certainly seemed capable of looking after herself, anyway!

“Allonsy!” the Doctor said as he followed Ayla down the dock, stopping short when Ayla started to remove her clothing. “Oh, well that’s one way to do it!” he commented. “I think I’ll go for the more traditional approach, though!” he suggested, stepping carefully into the boat. The Doctor felt naked without his tie on these days, and he highly doubted anyone would want to wait for him to remove the excessive amount of layers he was currently wearing.

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