Carlos/Mary - The Beach
Ahh, the weekend. Mary had offered to help with a beach clean up, but wanted to take a gander on what she was getting herself into. Really, it was quite practical; she wanted to make sure she would have the right kind of clothing for the job and that it wasn't too sticky.
She found herself at a beach the day before, surprised to find that it didn't look too bad. Still...ash was a component that could really get into the sand. She stared at it for a bit, wondering if it was best to try and go on in her heavy duty rain boots or if it was safe to walk around barefoot. She had a quizzical look on her face as she stared at it, finally deciding that, on the safer side, it would be best to leave the boots on.
She was walking down the beach, still looking closely at the sand, when she saw someone off in the distance, squatting and...what were they doing? She frowned, squinting to try and make it out a bit better. Were they trying to collect the water?
"Hello!" she called, waving her hand. It didn't seem likely, however she didn't want that person to ingest the water they were putting in their cup. She really couldn't tell from the distance, but for all she knew, the person could have been mentally handicapped!