Who: Damon ( Read more... )

Who: Faith Lehane
When: Day 38, Night: The Luau
Where: Camp Crash II
Invited: Everyone
Status: Complete (action moved to another thread ( Read more... )

WHO: Oona, Marie, Molly, Sue
WHEN: Day 37, early to mid afternoon
WHERE: Treeline
INVITED: Anyone wanting to learn or do weaving
STATUS: Complete

Oona sat in the shade along the tree line, her head protected by a grass hat more Asian looking than western.  Sue sat on the other side of a big mound of dried grass and a pail of water.  In front of them ( Read more... )

Who: Oona, River, Molly
Where: Camp Crash II
When: Day 37 crack-o-dawn
Open: Anyone waking up
Status: Complete

She’d dreamt odd dreams, erotic promises etched on her skin and in her blood.

Hands not her own roamed her body, but she could not open her eyes to see who they belonged to, or even if it were male or female as no callous or roughness marred ( Read more... )

Who: Sam Tyler, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, John Locke
When: Day 36, evening
Where: The cook/signal fire (eventually)
Invited: Everyone
Status: Complete

Sam's quarry stank. He strode out of the jungle praying that the pair of dead, overgrown lemmings he carried -- he hadn't a clue what the Corgi-sized rodents were -- hadn't permanently stunk ( Read more... )

Who: Oona, Methos 
When:  Day 36, early afternoon
Where:  Waterfall lake, Due East of Camp Crash II
Invited:  anyone wandering due east...
Status:  Complete

Methos wiped the sweat from his face and Oona managed an inward sigh. Why was it men managed to look sexy as hell when hot and sweaty, and women looked just... like hell. Ah, well, unfairness was ( Read more... )

The jungle was alive with sounds.  Birdsong, the rustling of leaves overhead where the breeze still reached, the rush of the stream.  The air was thick with the smell of loam, moss, green, and wet earth.

If the breeze could get down through the trees it would be a very pleasant walk.

They were barely a half mile up the trail and Oona felt her ( Read more... )