Shelter Building 101

Jul 15, 2007 23:10

Who: Bill Campbell
When: Day 36, afternoon
Where: 10 square feet of beachfront property
Invited: Anyone and Everyone
Status: Complete

"I love work," Daisy Adair said cheerfully. "I could watch it all day."

Feel free to jump in with a sub-thread about your own shelter-building adventures. )

john.crichton, lindsey.mcdonald, daisy.adair, aeryn.sun, scott.hayden, marcus.cole, susan.ivanova, dean.winchester, day 36, bill.campbell, john.locke, peyton.sawyer

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[Peyton] lyingdrksoul July 16 2007, 20:15:42 UTC
"I don't think I'm doing this right." The words only made the situation obvious. Peyton kept looking at what everyone else either was doing or had done before in an attempt to make her very own lean-to. It just wasn't working for her.

The little shelter stood on it's own, but it was lacking something. Having never done anything like this before, Peyton had decided that she'd try it on her own without bothering the others since everyone had something they had to do. Besides, it took her mind off of well...Everything else.

It didn't help that the super-dark clouds were rolling in, either. She sat down on her knees in front of the shabby little shelter. She crawled forward on her belly, and just as she got inside, the entire thing fell down around her. "Right then..." Peyton huffed under the stack of palm leaves and sticks before she rolled onto her back. She sat up and pushed the materials off of her body before she moved to her knees again. She paused then, eyebrows drawn together, as she watched Ivanova and that group.

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[Dean] starborn_scribe July 16 2007, 20:29:54 UTC
Dean winced when he saw Peyton's shelter collapse. (White knight time,) he thought, grinning.

The blonde was extricating herself from the tangle of bamboo and palm frond when Dean approached. "I hate it when that happens," he quipped. "Same thing happened to Sammy and me on our first try." That was a bit of an exaggeration, but after the day Peyton and the newbies were having a white lie couldn't hurt. "Want a hand?"

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[Peyton] lyingdrksoul July 16 2007, 20:39:03 UTC
She brushed the sand off of her cheeks before she looked back at the bungle of junk in front of her. She had been paying attention when they were shown how to weave the palm leaves together, but apparently it just didn't stick.

With a sigh she looked up as Dean spoke, and she gave a soft laugh. "Yeah, me too." She looked back at her pile, and started pulling the leaves together again. "That'd be great, thanks Dean." She offered a smile and a couple of palm leaves.

"So are you a psychic too?" She smirked a little and glanced at him from the corner of her eyes. "Or are you the zombie killer?" She knew that it'd be basically asking for conversation she probably wouldn't understand, but her tone was at least light when she asked.

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[Dean] starborn_scribe July 16 2007, 20:52:01 UTC
OOC: Going to reply to Peyton, then jump down to after Isabel magically assembles the shelter.

"So are you a psychic too?"

That brought Dean up short. All he could think of were his brother's pitch black eyes.

"Or are you the zombie killer?" Peyton added.

Dean shook off his unease and grinned. "Honey, there're few monsters I haven't killed. Zombies, ghouls, wendigos, and more ghosts than you can shake a crucifix at. The local zombie specialist is Ash, believe it or not."

Tall, blonde, and alien strode up to them. "Hey, Iz," Dean greeted her.

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[Isabel] nohatmatt July 16 2007, 20:38:19 UTC
"Need a hand?" Isabel asked, walking over to Peyton's recently-collapsed shelter. "I would have helped earlier, but I was helping gather materials for everyone." She looked up at the darkening sky. "I'm not sure we'll get this water-tight before the storm comes, but you can share mine for tonight if you need to. I've got space for two if you don't poke your elbows out too much."

She gave the other woman a smile and studied the pile of bamboo and leaves which had almost been a shelter.

"Your problem is that you didn't attach everything together firmly enough. The basic design was okay though. I'm afraid I don't know much about how everyone else builds shelters. I cheat. Look."

She took the uprights which had fallen over during the collapse and drove them firmly into the sand with a grunt for each one. After testing to ensure they were stable, she took the cross pole and pushed it onto the top of the uprights.

With a bit of mental effort, it slid into the uprights, and bonded so firmly they could have grown as one piece of wood. She ( ... )

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[Peyton] lyingdrksoul July 16 2007, 20:43:58 UTC
((OOC: Yikes! Sorry...Didn't see your post before I posted my reply up there.))

"The more the merrier," Peyton replied with a smile to Isabel. "It's okay, I just thought I'd be able to get it on my own." Which, admittedly, was a bad choice on her part. She gave a soft laugh at the elbows comment, and shook her head. "That'd be great, and I promise to not poke you too much." She looked up and quickly added, "with my elbows..."

She paused, waiting and watched Isabel working with the wood. When it was all said and done, Peyton gave a grin. "Wow, that certainly works!" She laughed lightly. "I've never had to build anything before, so...All of this is going to be a big learning experience for me."

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[Isabel] nohatmatt July 16 2007, 20:50:25 UTC
((OOC: starborn_scribe must have posted while I was writing mine, too. Let's see if we can integrate it all together.))

"I wouldn't recommend learning construction techniques from me," Isabel said. "I just do the practical thing, but I don't think anybody else on the island's got quite the abilities I have. Molecular manipulation," she said proudly, pondering the selection of bamboo for a suitable piece to continue construction. "And some telekinesis, a bit of telepathy..." She looked over at Dean. "Reckon you could find us another couple of twelve-foot lengths of bamboo? Roughly, I'm just guessing the length. There should be some just over there."

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[Dean] starborn_scribe July 16 2007, 21:03:28 UTC
"Dude!" Dean crowed when Isabel assembled the shelter. It almost made him wish he were psychic or alien or something. But not quite.

Peyton said, "I've never had to build anything before, so...All of this is going to be a big learning experience for me."

Dean clapped her on the shoulder. "Don't worry. Most everyone here's cool. They'll show ya and give ya a hand." He grinned at Isabel. "Or you could bribe Isabel with hot sauce. She drowns her food in it."

"Sure," Dean replied to Isabel's request to get more bamboo. He ambled off in that direction and returned with four long poles.

OOC: Sorry, uninspired.

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[Peyton] lyingdrksoul July 16 2007, 21:26:04 UTC
"Honey, there're few monsters I haven't killed." Dean smirked when he said it.

Peyton eyed him again. "So you're some kind of hunter then...What's a wendigo?" She arched a brow at him, but figured it'd be along the lines of a lot of stuff she's heard today.

"Molecular manipulation?" Peyton repeated as she eyed her shelter that Isabel had just put together. "So then..You can move things with your mind and talk to people's brains?" Oddly enough, it somehow seemed to fit.

Her eyes went to Dean when he clapped her shoulder, and she gave a grin. "Well good, because obviously there's a lot I've got to learn to catch up to everyone else." She didn't seem to mind, even though a lot of it was over her head.

"Thanks for your help and your offer Isabel." She offered a smile as she started to re-weave the palm leaves together for the top of her shelter.

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[Lindsey] born_again_boy July 16 2007, 22:18:55 UTC
Lindsey studied an already-built lean-to structure closely, before starting construction on his own. It didn't look all that complicated, and so he went forth with confidence. Not even half and hour into the job, his shirt was soaked with sweat and he took it off, throwing it aside, somewhat annoyed. He had thought this would go faster. He didn't know the kind of magic that could help him in this endeavor either. His magical education had been rather condensed and he hadn't really bothered to learn anything that wouldn't be helpful in a fight ( ... )

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[Dean] starborn_scribe July 17 2007, 18:17:53 UTC
Dean had eyed the short man's tats as he approached. Although he wasn't as familiar with the runic languages as Sam, Dean thought that the symbols were wards or cloaks.

Lindsey added, "I'm not bragging. It's just an odd sort of thing to have in common, isn't it? I didn't know too many demon killers before I showed up here."

Dean chuckled. "Dad taught me an' Sammy hunting ever since we could hold a gun. You're right. There aren't a lot of us. Before getting stuck here I didn't know any aliens or psychics." He shot a grin at Isabel. "No offense."

She shrugged. "None taken." Isabel's nonchalance earned her a round of chuckles.

"Anyway, a dozen Sahvrin? Damn. I'd be bragging." Dean extended his hand. "Dean Winchester. The jolly geek giant over there is my brother Sam."

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[Peyton] Here comes the rain lyingdrksoul July 17 2007, 20:01:31 UTC
Peyton stood up and wiped her hands off on her jeans as Lindsey made his way over. She smiled as he talked, though the whole deal with the Sahvrins went entirely over her head...But she kept smiling, nonetheless.

She glanced between Dean and Isabel and gave a soft laugh. "Well, I didn't know any aliens, demon hunters or zombie killers until today." She shrugged, and then smiled lightly as she lowered her eyes to the ground. "At least I don't think I did..."

Just when things were starting to get settled with her shelter the skies opened up and it began to pour. It wasn't a light rain that grew, it was a full tropical afternoon rain. Peyton let out a slight shriek of disapproval and moved her hands to her hair to push it out of her face.

"C'mon, we should get out of the rain!"

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[Lindsey] born_again_boy July 18 2007, 06:32:59 UTC
Lindsey chuckled. "Yeah. Even with all of the things I knew were real I still thought the whole extra-terrestrials landing on Earth thing was a myth. I mean, it doesn't seem likely, does it? What with the universe being so damn... well, big."

He shook Dean's hand and looked over at Sam when Dean pointed him out. He didn't yet know what to make of Dean (and he hadn't even talked to Sam yet). They certainly looked to be about as 'white-hat' as you get, but they were still not treating Lindsey like dog crap. Of course, they didn't know he used to work for Wolfram and Hart yet.

"I'm Lindsey McDonald," he said, but the last couple of syllables were nearly drowned out by a sudden torrential downpour. "Damn!" he pointed out.

He looked over at Peyton as she tried to keep her sopping wet hair out of her face.

"C'mon, we should get out of the rain!"

"Yeah!" he agreed. "Er... where to?!"

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[Dean] starborn_scribe July 18 2007, 15:12:12 UTC
"Er... where to?!"

Dean took a step toward his and Sam's shelter. "This way. It'll be a tight squeeze, but better than standing here!"

He sprinted to the lean-to, arriving just after Sam. Dean crawled in, nudging his brother with his shoulder. "Scoot over. We've got company."

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[Peyton] lyingdrksoul July 18 2007, 16:40:25 UTC
Peyton seriously debated on running to the jungle and hiding in there until the rain stopped. She was even looking that way when Dean suggested the lean-to, and she laughed.

She thought he was kidding.

"Heh...Oh..." She darted that way too, and after Dean crawled in she followed suit. She offered Sam an awkward sort of smile. "Nice way to get to know your neighbors, huh?"

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[Lindsey] born_again_boy July 18 2007, 19:52:32 UTC
Lindsey didn't need to be told twice. He started to run towards the lean-to after the others, then swore, and doubled back for the shirt he left on the ground by his own half-built shelter. Upon reflection he realized he could've probably just left it there; it was already drenched. He threw it over his shoulder and ran back to crawl into the lean-to, taking up pretty much all of the left-over space.

"Kind of wet out there," he said, by way of greeting. He nodded to Sam. "I'm Lindsey."

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