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Shannon Rutherford (ballerinadreams) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-03-21 00:35:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 01, george lass, location: barn, shannon rutherford

Day One - Morning
Who: Shannon Rutherford & George Lass
What: Shannon and George wake up in the woods (Arrival)
When: 9:30am
Where: Forest/Barn
Rating: R (language; lots of f-bombs between these two chicks lol)
Status: Complete

"Oh, my God..." Shannon mumbled, rubbing her forehead. When did it start raining? And how long had she been knocked out, anyway? "Stupid dog," she added in a thick voice she barely recognized as her own.

"Sayid?" she tried to yell, but it only came out as a raspy choked word, nearly stuck in her throat. He wouldn't have just left her there, would he? Or maybe he was out of hearing range and still trying to chase Vincent. Jesus, one person asked her to do one thing and she screwed it up. Boone was looking down (or up, she supposed) and laughing his fucking ass off, probably, little prick.

...it still hurt to think about him, so she pushed it away and sat up slowly, looking around. She felt totally out of it and wondered if she had a concussion or something. She'd have to find Jack and have him look her over, maybe, to make sure she was all right. She scanned the surroundings.

Time out. This wasn't the jungle at all... At least, not the part of the jungle she'd been in. ...oh shit...

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notgivingashit
2009-03-21 08:19 pm UTC (link)

George made no further effort to try and be civil with Shannon either, she could care less if the other one talked to her or not. As the blond princess announced she was heading left, George nodded and grimaced. "Good luck." And headed right very slowly. At least now she could see where she was walking to, sort of, she didn't need company to make her feel a little more secure.

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ballerinadreams
2009-03-21 08:23 pm UTC (link)

Shannon looked over at George as the other girl headed to the right side of the fork. "You too," she said and actually found that she meant it; even the tone in her voice was a little sincere.

With a heavy sigh, Shannon started up the left side of the fork without looking back. She'd find her own way out. Or if there was a barn, maybe there was a cabin and someone would let her use a phone.

She'd just have to find out.

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