Once she'd calmed down, Claire slipped out of little Sue's arms and headed back up the beach to distract herself with more work - re-packing food into rations sized portions, this time. Anything to get her mind away from the whys and wherefores of the mess her life had become.
It couldn't last forever though, so once the trays and boxes ran out she took her cold pasta with pesto (she hadn't wanted to risk the chicken dish) and sought a friendly face that wouldn't pester her with "how are you?". Charlie and Hurley were an option, but they were taking a turn by the signal fire. Dr House was.. well no, she wasn't that keen to punish herself.
Finally she noticed Sue under one of the tents, her eyes fixated on a spot closer to the makeshift infirmary, and Shannon (now sporting freshly varnished toe nails). They didn't talk much, bar a welcome, and eventually the trio just settled back and listened to the waves.
OOC: I didn't know whether Boone would come say hi, so tried to leave it open..
(OOC:Heh. Boone's on a rock, afrsaid to brave the water back to the beach in the dark.)
"My brother- step-brother, really- I haven't seen him since the crash. I figured he was just running around trying to help people. The idiot..." she looked out on the water, then to Claire. She searched the other girl's eyes, wondering whether the girl was pitying her. "He'll be fine, though. No point worrying."
She looked at her toes. Pretty. The rescue boats could only be another hour or so.
"What'll be the first thing you do, when we get back on the mainland? go back to the Sydney and be with the baby?" She didn't mention the baby's father - even in Aussieland, things must work the same. Humans are stil humans, after all.
OOC: Hmm.. next on the sick list: hypothermic Boone! Well it's possible anyway, or maybe just dehydrated.
Claire bit her lip and stared at her toes. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to tell a complete stranger about all her troubles, but then maybe she owed the other girl an explanation for her crying fit.
"Head back to Sydney, yes - after the baby's born. But the baby's being adopted. That's why I was flying over there now, because it's so close." Claire blinked moisture from her eyes. "I hope your brother's ok. have you asked after him? Tell me what he looks like, I might have seen him by the food store."
"But the baby's being adopted. That's why I was flying over there now, because it's so close."
Shannon pondered this, and wondered why the girl was giving her baby to Americans. A way of distancing herself from it? all shannon knew was that she'd do the same thing in the ciircumstances, father or not - men were useless anyways.
"I hope your brother's ok. have you asked after him? Tell me what he looks like, I might have seen him by the food store."
Shannon smiled a little. "No bother - I've had my eye on it all night. No Boone. Can;t hurt, though - A couple years older than me, short brown hair, walks like he's God's friggin' gift to humanity. If he'd seen you, though, he'd have hit on you."
She was a lot more worried than she was letting on. It felt like there was something pressing against her lungs, but she wouldn't let it show. she was stronger than that.
Claire snorted softly: she couldn't imagine anyone wanting to hit on an 8 months pregnant woman.
"Oh well, I'll keep an eye out for him in any case." She laid back against the bundled blankets and tried to pull Sue down with her. "Come on sweetheart, it's getting late. What do you say to a bedtime story?"
The little girl resisted her attempt and shook her head.
"No thanks," she said clearly. "I have too much to think about."
"Ok," Claire replied, rubbing her eyes a little and pitying the fact that Sue sounded far older than she had any right to be. The craash must have done that. "That's probably a good thing. I'm... *yawn*.. I'm pretty zonked anyway."
It couldn't last forever though, so once the trays and boxes ran out she took her cold pasta with pesto (she hadn't wanted to risk the chicken dish) and sought a friendly face that wouldn't pester her with "how are you?". Charlie and Hurley were an option, but they were taking a turn by the signal fire. Dr House was.. well no, she wasn't that keen to punish herself.
Finally she noticed Sue under one of the tents, her eyes fixated on a spot closer to the makeshift infirmary, and Shannon (now sporting freshly varnished toe nails). They didn't talk much, bar a welcome, and eventually the trio just settled back and listened to the waves.
OOC: I didn't know whether Boone would come say hi, so tried to leave it open..
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"My brother- step-brother, really- I haven't seen him since the crash. I figured he was just running around trying to help people. The idiot..." she looked out on the water, then to Claire. She searched the other girl's eyes, wondering whether the girl was pitying her. "He'll be fine, though. No point worrying."
She looked at her toes. Pretty. The rescue boats could only be another hour or so.
"What'll be the first thing you do, when we get back on the mainland? go back to the Sydney and be with the baby?" She didn't mention the baby's father - even in Aussieland, things must work the same. Humans are stil humans, after all.
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Claire bit her lip and stared at her toes. She wasn't sure whether she wanted to tell a complete stranger about all her troubles, but then maybe she owed the other girl an explanation for her crying fit.
"Head back to Sydney, yes - after the baby's born. But the baby's being adopted. That's why I was flying over there now, because it's so close." Claire blinked moisture from her eyes. "I hope your brother's ok. have you asked after him? Tell me what he looks like, I might have seen him by the food store."
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Shannon pondered this, and wondered why the girl was giving her baby to Americans. A way of distancing herself from it? all shannon knew was that she'd do the same thing in the ciircumstances, father or not - men were useless anyways.
"I hope your brother's ok. have you asked after him? Tell me what he looks like, I might have seen him by the food store."
Shannon smiled a little. "No bother - I've had my eye on it all night. No Boone. Can;t hurt, though - A couple years older than me, short brown hair, walks like he's God's friggin' gift to humanity. If he'd seen you, though, he'd have hit on you."
She was a lot more worried than she was letting on. It felt like there was something pressing against her lungs, but she wouldn't let it show. she was stronger than that.
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"Oh well, I'll keep an eye out for him in any case." She laid back against the bundled blankets and tried to pull Sue down with her. "Come on sweetheart, it's getting late. What do you say to a bedtime story?"
The little girl resisted her attempt and shook her head.
"No thanks," she said clearly. "I have too much to think about."
"Ok," Claire replied, rubbing her eyes a little and pitying the fact that Sue sounded far older than she had any right to be. The craash must have done that. "That's probably a good thing. I'm... *yawn*.. I'm pretty zonked anyway."
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