|Ray Palmer is the (_atom) wrote in paradisolog,|
@ 2016-04-01 11:46:00
|Entry tags:||~maria hill (by_the_book), ~ray palmer (_atom)|
WHO: Ray Palmer & Maria Hill
WHERE: Outside the camp, but not far from it.
WHEN: After this.
WHAT: Teaching Maria to build a shelter
STATUS: Closed, Complete
Ray had spent much of his first day in the camp wandering around outside of it. He'd known immediately that he was going to need a shelter and he assumed they didn't have run of the mill rope. So, Ray had gone out into the jungle and started collecting palm fibers to make cords, something he'd learned back in scouts that he'd actually really excelled in making. He'd fashioned a little post out of a branch with a thick twig sticking up from it that he broke off to be a shorter length and, by morning, Ray had damn near a mile of cord to work with, thin but strong. Good enough to hold together a teepee. So he'd asked a fellow volunteer to borrow their hatchet and he'd moved onto the next step, heading into the jungle again to cut down branches he could use for posts as well as thickly-leaved palm branches that he could use for the cover since Ray didn't have a canvas drop cloth, which would've been ideal.
By mid-afternoon, all he'd had left to do was to finish actually hanging the palm branches for cover. So he'd taken a break and gotten on the network, which was where he first spoke with Dr. Jemma Simmons — whom he'd then joined for tea; quite a nice luxury to unexpectedly have, actually. Ray was more of a coffee guy, but beggars couldn't be choosers — and Maria Hill. He'd offered to help Maria with her own shelter tomorrow in exchange for her help with his own. Ray had already done the hardest part of making a shelter in this place, as far as he was concerned, because he'd made so much cord. He'd need to make more, and probably some four-ply, but all the same, that was the tough part, in his opinion. The rest would be easy.
Once he'd gotten back from tea and escorting Jemma to camp, Ray started to scan the faces of the people in the camp at the moment, looking for Maria. He grinned when he spotted her and approached. "Maria? Ray, nice to actually meet you, so sorry about the hiccup," he said, holding a hand out to shake. He'd meant to meet her before heading out to meet Jemma, but at the last minute when he hadn't immediately seen her milling about, he'd headed out to follow the smoke to find the other woman, worried that he would take too long or that she'd be too far out and they would lose the light on their way back. "I try not to be that guy, but extenuating circumstances and all. Should we get started?"