Juliet is sitting on the couch, curled up into an impossibly tight ball. She had waited until James had left... she hadn't told him about this video. Not yet. She didn't want to tell anyone at first, she wanted to be the only one watching it. She couldn't explain this feeling, but she felt possessive over it. And she and James had been... not ( Read more... )

 Juliet enters the house in a cloud of anger, having just left the sedative for the Smoke Monster's mother at the security offices. She wanders into the kitchen, making herself a tea to attempt to distract her from her shaking hands and her furious thoughts. The teacup is left on the counter to grow cold, however, as Juliet begins to pace around ( Read more... )

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Juliet is hot. Hot enough to drag some clothes on (just a tank top and shorts, but still, nowhere near as naked as she wants to be) and trudge over to the caf to look for some ice cream. She shared her last with Rose, and she needs something cold and delicious right now or she'll go crazy
She reaches the caf and swings open the door of the freezer ( Read more... )

Juliet had to drag herself home today, out of the air conditioning of the infirmary and out into the shimmering sun. Roughly seven years on this Island and she had never felt heat quite this... stifling. It had been building for a while, but today it had hit full force. And she didn't expect it to let up when the sun went down, either.

The house was ( Read more... )

There's nothing that distracts Juliet from a bad mood quite like physical labor. She'd always been one to work with her hands, and when she had lived in Dharma, working in the motor pool was amazing stress relief.

So she'd grabbed various tools and fresh lumber and was now repairing the wood of the front porch of her old house. She was tired of ( Read more... )

Juliet is sitting on the dock, cross-legged, watching the sun set. She's spent the last few days being more uneasy and upset than she had in a while. She knew exactly why, of course. She knew how badly she had upset Ben. And she felt awful about it.

And then there was what the Smoke Monster had said to her. Maybe he was right about everything. ( Read more... )

Juliet is swinging in the hammock rhythmically. She's clearly lost in thought as she absently eats an apple and stares up at the blue sky above her. Every so often she lets out a deep sigh.

Juliet is working quietly to herself in her office. She's trying to figure out when she should schedule yearly physicals again, but her calender has mysteriously gone missing. She harrumphs to herself and calls out:

Alex? Could you bring me the calender? The one sitting on Claire's desk?

Juliet walks through the jungle, towel in hand. She's following the river upstream. There's nothing like swimming in flowing water to wash away her stress.

She comes to a wide, deep part of the river, and takes of her clothes that are covering her bathing suit. Leaving them by the side of the river on some dry rocks along with her towel, she wades ( Read more... )