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[little_moons]

It'll never be for me what it is for Logan. That sense of freedom. Of flight. I come out here because it's relaxing. Because I like the water. The speckly, sparkly surface of the waves. Cool rushing salt water and that dull roar blocking out everything else. It's quiet out here because it's so damn loud. The whole damn island might break apart and

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[poison_lipstick]

Saffron was barefoot on the sand, close to the treeline, and her heart skipped a beat as she looked up, breath catching in her throat, but it only took a moment of watching him walk for her to see that it wasn't him. She was a master at hiding her true feelings, so as he - it must have been Neil, she'd seen him around - came closer she slipped on an easy, charming smile. "How's the water? Perfect as usual?"

[little_moons]

"Not bad," I shrug, blinking water from my eyes and pushing my hair back, figuring maybe I've seen her around before but pretty, curvy red-headed women aren't really going to hold my attention much. "Waves are a little choppy, I guess."

[poison_lipstick]

She could tell right away that she wasn't his type, and that was fine. Plenty of other fish in the sea. And as much as she hated admitting it to herself, she didn't think she could handle anything more than a passing acquaintance with someone who looked so much like Chris, at least for now.

"I haven't been brave enough to try surfing," she commented, shading her eyes with one hand as she looked out at the water. "I'd be liable to make a damn fool out of myself."

[little_moons]

"You're balancing on a fucking slab of wood out in the middle of the ocean, how could you not make a fool of yourself?" I snort, and even though I know a hell of a lot of people probably do it to look cool, it's never been about that for me. Not even close.

"'m Neil."

[poison_lipstick]

"Good point," she said laughingly. "I'm Helen. Nice to meet you, Neil."

[little_moons]

"Soon as my dumbass husband's leg heels, he'd probably be willing to give you lessons," I smirk, "You know, if you change your mind."

Sending a hot little redhead Logan's way's probably a big fucking mistake, but whatever. I trust him. Mostly.

[poison_lipstick]

He seemed terrible young to be married, but who was she to judge? She was of the mind that marriage - for 'love', at least - was pointless anyhow, but to each their own, she supposed.

"I'll keep that in mind, if I ever get the notion to learn," she replied. "What happened to his leg?"

[little_moons]

"He fell off the fucking Compound roof couple weeks back," I mutter dryly, "'s a long story."

Well, not really, but going 'round tellin' strangers that he's a fucking moron with a death wish probably wouldn't go over to well with him.

"Fucking miracle the both of us aren't scattered in little pieces all over the place," I snort with a shrug. My spectacular wipeout just now sorta proves that.

[poison_lipstick]

Saffron's eyes went wide. "How the gui does someone...nevermind, I don't think I want to know," she said, ending on a laugh.

[little_moons]

"Takes talent," I say with a snort of laughter and a shrug, breaking out in a grin that's probably way more affectionate over the bastard than I mean for it to be. Like it's almost cute he went and nearly got himself killed. Again.

[poison_lipstick]

It was really kind of sweet, in an extremely naive sort of way, when someone got that sappy sort of look on their face, the kind they probably didn't even realize they had. "I'm sure," she agreed with an amused smile. "So, Neil, what else do you do around here to occupy your time, besides balancing on a slab of wood?"

[little_moons]

"Besides sittin' 'round doing as little as possible?" I snort, rolling one shoulder in a shrug, "Think I've probably read more in the last few months than I have my entire life... Doing this whole... being social thing, which is just fucking weird. I dunno, I sorta see this place as my vacation."

[poison_lipstick]

If this was a vacation, it was sure a gorram boring one. "Not much of a sociable person normally?" she asked.

[little_moons]

"Guess not. Not in the conventional sense," I shrug, "Thinks are different here."

I figure anybody that's been here for any time at all knows that much.

[poison_lipstick]

"That's for gorram sure," she agreed. "Doesn't take long here to figure that out. And if you haven't quite gotten it, all it takes is one weekend as the opposite sex to figure it out."