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Inari Raith [The Dresden Files] (ofthewhitecourt) wrote in paradisolog,

That someone was Inari, a new arrival to Sex Island. She didn't know her away around yet, and was simply out and about, exploring. She had found, and followed, the path to the waterfall without knowing precisely where it would lead. She certainly hadn't known it would lead to a pensive man sitting lone, staring off into space like he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. Maybe he did, or maybe that was just Inari's assessment of the situation.

She was young, just 18, with a fresh outlook, and her whole life ahead of her. She hadn't hesitated to accept the invitation to come to the island, not because she'd wanted to escape her life in California, not at all. She loved Bobby and their Feng Shui business, but she had a deep rooted longing to be part of something, and helping to repopulate a society had been too good an opportunity to pass up.

Her only regret was that Bobby hadn't come with her, but she could live with that. And because Bobby wasn't there, she batted her lashes at the man who was. "Oh! Hello!" she said, unashamedly using her personal assets to seem more innocent than she actually was. "I didn't know anyone would be up here! I'm so glad you are here, though. I'm afraid I got a little turned around and I'm not where where I am..." she said, the jutted her hip. She smiled a sweet smile, then, her lower lip sticking out just a little more than was strictly necessary.