[Ash]

[sinanju]

Who: Ash Williams
When: Day 36, Mid-Morning
Where: The NE edge of camp
Invited: Romana, Lindsey, Ivanova, Peyton, Bill
Status: Complete

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[Sam Tyler]

[starborn_scribe]

Although they'd declared it a holiday Sam couldn't relax. How could he? They were trapped on a bloody lunatic island by bloody mental scientists or Harry bleedin' Potter wizards or somesuch nonsense. Invisible monsters attacked in the night, slaughtering dozens. And of course the body switching. The mere sight of Ripley made him twitch with unease.

So Sam paced the perimeter of the camp planning security. It was futile, he knew, but it gave him something to do.

"Morning, Tyler!" The Yank loudmouth Ash waved from where he was walking near the treeline. Sam half-heartedly waved back, then returned his thoughts to the logistics of building a bamboo wall around the camp. He plucked at his shirt, which already clung to his back with sweat.

Movement from Ash's vicinity drew Sam's attention. A handful of people stepped out of the jungle, shielding their eyes from the sunlight. Strangers. The woman in the lead wore a floppy hat and a ridiculously long scarf. Another bloke was *green* of all things.

(Effective camouflage,) Sam thought. Then he shook himself. (People aren't green!)

But here? Why not. Why bloody not.

Sighing with defeat, Sam headed in Ash's and the strangers' direction. It took effort to keep his hand from the revolver holstered at his hip, but he managed.