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Lydia Martin personifies ([info]eunoia) wrote in [info]paradisolog,
@ 2016-03-29 00:34:00
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WHO: Lydia Martin & Reese Williams
WHERE: The beach and then moving inland
WHEN: Shortly after arriving
WHAT: Meeting up in person
WARNINGS: None
STATUS: Complete

i'll do what i want, 'cause this is my life, right here. right now.



Well. It seemed like a good idea at the time. Lydia had expected to be taken from home and meet loads of new people, try new things, learn new things, and finally be able to make a difference that ended in life rather than death. Apparently, half of the pack had the same idea. Moreover, they weren't even from the same time as she was — she had no idea how that worked and thinking about it made her head hurt. So Lydia focused on one of the important things. Meeting up with her friends would come when it came because they had fresh water. Reese was offering shelter. That was two out of three necessities and Lydia wasn't going to look a gorgeous gift horse with an Australian accent in the mouth.

So, she gathered up the supplies she'd found nearby and headed toward the sound of waves crashing on rocks, finding the beach after about a five minute walk. She couldn't have been too far in the jungle, then, she realized. So that was something, at least.

Lydia moved toward the water's edge, taking her sandals off and letting her feet sink into the wet sand as she looked around for the man named Reese. This place was incredible. Once they all got over the initial hump, she thought, of adjusting...Lydia had a feeling, deep down, that they could make this thing amazing. She really hoped that she was right.

When she saw him approaching, Lydia turned a little and shielded her eyes with the sun, calling out to him from the short distance. "Are you Reese?" It was hard to see with the glare, so it was worth double checking, she thought.


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