| Staring at the Sun |
[25 Apr 2009|01:35am] |
Who: Jamie, OPEN
Where: Out on deck
When: Late morning
Jamie was doing precisely what he had said he was going to do. He was up on deck, watching the sun. Well, trying to watch the sun. It wasn't like he could stare directly at it so he had a book (What? A jock with a book?) and was in swim trunks, working on his tan... While at the same time occasionally glancing up to check on the direction of the sun. Honestly, it looked like he was completely disregarding the general panic of the ship but internally, he was freaking out. A moment of rightness in his world and then something turns to shit. How did that keep happening? Wasn't being nice supposed to get him some kind of good karma?
Setting the book to one side, he stretched his arms over his head with a heavy sigh. He would not admit to being completely stressed out. He wasn't going to admit to being scared. He was going to act like this was every day and just hope for the best. That was all anyone could do. Panicking would just cause problems. Maybe he should have been checking on people... Maybe he shouldn't have been tanning due to all the pain medication he'd had in the past few days.
Oh well. Too late now.
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| uneasy times |
[25 Apr 2009|03:22pm] |
Who: Lucy and open
Where: Cyamites
When: Around 10 am
( coffee time )
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| The System Is Down |
[25 Apr 2009|08:51pm] |
Who: Riffraff – OPEN
When: Mid-morning
Where: Initially the hospital area. Then into hallways.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
The monitor was just plugging away, making sure Riffraff’s heart was beating. After being unconscious for four days, the doctors had been pretty sure she wasn’t going to wake up. Another one for the life flight. Except that it was never coming and now all the medical staff was missing. Riff’s eyes were moving rapidly under her eyelids. Then suddenly her eyes flew open and seemed to gasp in a raspy breath.
( The Bionic Woman she is not. )
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