The Field

Who: Helena and Milo
Where: At The Island Camp
What: Helena tries to get Milo to help out a little.
When: Early Evening
Rating: TBD

Helena sighed as she tossed another bundle of sticks into the firepit and brushed the debrise from her hands. The wind was picking up and the fire was burning hot in it's wide stone-line hole. They were chewing through all of the deadfall on their half of the island and she thought to herself - not for the first time - that they would have to forge out from their little water circled refuge to find harder woods to burn and build with.

Despite the high fire, the temperature was dipping once more. She wasn't sure if she was imagining it, but Helena thought it was a couple of degrees cooler here on the island than it was in the forest. She supposed the insulating trees had kept the worst of the wind off of them. Here, though, it could howl at night and it wasn't rare to find that some of the thatching bundles had been torn off of the roof of her lean-to in the mornings. It was another project on her very, very long list. To find a way to secure the thatching better. She ducked her head inside the small shelter and retrieved Annie's orange fleece hoodie, tugging it on. One of these days she would have to admit that Annie was never coming back for the garment and that it was hers now. One of these days.

Movement in the shadows at the far corner of the lean-to caught her eye. At first the thought it was from the shifting flames in the wind but then the image resolved into the pointed chin and wide eyes of the boy who'd arrived with Payne. She froze for a moment and then continued zipping up her hoodie. "Hello there, we haven't met you," she called to him over the crackle of the fire. She was more than a little bit curious about the young man.

Who: Clay and Payne and Rook and Milo
Where: heading northeast out of camp
When: mid-morning
What: Leaving, a day early. Because Kenneth is not the boss of them.
Rating: safe to assume it will hit R sooner rather than later
Warnings: Assume that many will be necessary. Check back often, folks!

( ''I'm just a poor, wayfarin' stranger; travelling through this world of woe...'' )

WHO: Milo & Payne
WHERE: Just inside the forest near the field.
WHEN: Day 16; Late-morning.
WHAT: Hungry/Headache.
STATUS: Complete.

( Conforming on a Monday. Too often and too cold. But you aren't even listening, because you are just too old to feel an earthquake or too cool to even care. But you aren't even listening, so why should I? )

WHO: Milo & Angelica
WHERE: The purple field.
WHEN: Day 15; Morning.
WHAT: Waking arrival.
STATUS: Complete.

( Play the field. You gotta look around. Lovin' is so real. Don't just settle down. Just play the field. And leave what is behind. Don't just make a deal. See what you can find. )