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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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_ayla_
2008-06-17 10:44 am UTC (link)

The last thing Ayla wanted to do was shock anyone by stripping off and getting into the water. But in prehistoric times, they didn't exactly have bathingsuits. And getting her wrap wet was out of the question. It took time to work the leather back into a soft pliable skin after it had shrunk from the moisture. So, she did the only natural thing, and swam in the nude. She dried much faster, and she had a warm wrap to put back on after it had been baking in the sun while she swam.

Clothes to the Clan were more of a protection from the elements than a modesty thing. Bare bodies were seen all the time, and when you lived in a cave full of families, there was no way to avoid it. Let alone hearing the impassioned cries of lovers at their hearths. Children were introduced to sex early and even practiced on each other once in a while during play. Ayla found nothing about fishing even remotely arousing and she wouldn't have understood the cries of dismay and alarm from the men. The golem didn't seem to mind, anyway.

She looked up at the doctor as he posed the question of cooking it. She looked at him strangely. "Do you eat your fish uncooked?" She supposed it was possible, but she had never done it. She then looked to Miguel who asked if she was planning to eat it. "Yes, I will eat it." She nodded to emphasize her statement. She grinned at John who loudly told her she wouldn't have to throw it back. "I'll go get another one."

She shoved off the side of the boat and moved closer to shore. When she could touch the bottom with her feet and crouch down but still be covered by the water, she did so. And then she waited. After several minutes, she saw shadows of undulating fish pass her by. And then were the current of the lake flowed, she saw a fish stop and swim in place against the current.

Ayla moved her hand behind the fish and slowly eased forward until she was underneath it's gills. She grabbed the fish swiftly, her fingers slipping into the slits of its gills and held it in the air. She grinned again and swam back toward the boat. Tossing this one inside in a similar fashion to the previous. She held on and grinned at the three men. "Another one. Two fish!" She was excited and glad that she was able to contribute.

But the men looked as if they were enjoying themselves inside the floating bowl and she wondered if she should join them. Shoving off the side again she waded back to shore and grabbed her wrap, then swam with it held above her head so it wouldn't get wet, back to the boat. She tossed her wrap in and it landed on a cushioned seat. "John, would you help me in?" She held her hand out to him so he could pull her into the boat.

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