Martha Jones (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} panacearising) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paradisolog,@ 2016-04-25 23:00:00 |
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WHAT: Date!
WHEN: Monday evening, before sunset
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: Closed/Complete
There were a limited number of things two people could do on the island once they had decided to go out on a proper date. It might have seemed impractical considering what they were meant to do on the island, but honestly Martha didn't care. She wasn't about to shag every thing with two legs and a penis because that was how repopulation happened. It might have angered the gods, but Martha wasn't about to change her values to appease them. She imagined that part of the reason they approached her was because of the type of person she was, and that meant not changing for them.
She was happy that Derek agreed to go out with her. She felt that maybe she had left things hanging with their last meeting. She had asked for help with the triage area and ended up kissing him only to stop him before things got too serious. She didn't want it like that despite the fact that she was sure everyone on the island was doing things in that exact manner. Still, she wanted to make it up to him and she wanted to get to know him better. She had never really gone for the rugged type when it came to men, so being attracted to someone like Derek was a completely new experience. She liked it, but she had to admit that she was a little nervous as well.
"Hey," she said when she saw him approach. "So I did a little fishing earlier, and caught some fish if you can believe it." She turned around and looked at the small campfire she had made on the beach. "Made that so we can cook said fish. Unless you like it raw..." Since he was a werewolf, but she didn't say that out loud. She just gave him a very pointed look before she smiled. "Come on then," she said as she grabbed his hand to take him toward the picnic she had set up.