[Daniel] Missing the Missing
Who: Daniel
When: Day 37, late afternoon, during the rains
Where: Camp Crash II
Invited: Anyone
Status: Incomplete
Daniel completed his final headcount in the midst of a torrential downpour. The cold rain plastered his shirt to his body, and pressed dripping wet hair into his face. The glasses, long since given up as useless in this weather, found a home hooked through the blue t-shirt that he'd acquired to fill out his island wardrobe. He tried hard not to think about the discomfort and chafing from the soaking blue jeans.
"Daniel, ya gonna come in outta the rain or what?" Jon called from beneath the safety of his own shelter.
"In a minute," Daniel answered with a peculiar, distracted tone. Though it was hard to see, he still took a moment to turn in a slow circle and look around the beach. A hand cupped to his forehead didn't really do much except splatter his hand with rain droplets.
His answer and attitude struck a chord with Jon. "I'm almost afraid to ask. What's wrong now?"
"We're missing someone," Daniel drifted closer, leaning into Jon's shelter and protecting part of his body from the rain, an all but useless endeavor at this point in time. "Everyone's been accounted for except for Isabel. Have you seen her?"
The thought that something had happened to one of his people did not sit well with him, and investigating Isabel's disappearance was worth getting soaked.
When: Day 37, late afternoon, during the rains
Where: Camp Crash II
Invited: Anyone
Status: Incomplete
Daniel completed his final headcount in the midst of a torrential downpour. The cold rain plastered his shirt to his body, and pressed dripping wet hair into his face. The glasses, long since given up as useless in this weather, found a home hooked through the blue t-shirt that he'd acquired to fill out his island wardrobe. He tried hard not to think about the discomfort and chafing from the soaking blue jeans.
"Daniel, ya gonna come in outta the rain or what?" Jon called from beneath the safety of his own shelter.
"In a minute," Daniel answered with a peculiar, distracted tone. Though it was hard to see, he still took a moment to turn in a slow circle and look around the beach. A hand cupped to his forehead didn't really do much except splatter his hand with rain droplets.
His answer and attitude struck a chord with Jon. "I'm almost afraid to ask. What's wrong now?"
"We're missing someone," Daniel drifted closer, leaning into Jon's shelter and protecting part of his body from the rain, an all but useless endeavor at this point in time. "Everyone's been accounted for except for Isabel. Have you seen her?"
The thought that something had happened to one of his people did not sit well with him, and investigating Isabel's disappearance was worth getting soaked.