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[youresospecial]

Mother creeps to the edge of the jungle, following behind her son. She makes sure to stay far back so she is not noticed. She needs to see how he spends his time. The idea that there are still other people on this Island fills her with fear. They know nothing but destruction and death always follows them. She needs to protect the Island, and in

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[douche4adad]

Even though this would normally be Miles' day off, he's had little down time today. He spent most of his day at the docks, inspecting the new sub and setting precautions against future sabotage attempts. After he was done there he had stopped by Ana's to see how she was doing, and then made a final pit stop past the motor pool before finally heading home.

How he was making his way through the houses, wiping his hand on an oil rag while mentally going over all the menial tasks he would have to tackle this weekend. He glances up to say hey to someone who is passing by and stops, staring out towards the trees. He narrows his eyes, unsure if he saw anything or not, and then resumes his walking, logging it away to mention to Jim later.

[notdeadbuthere]

*Charlie is heading home, thinking of Claire. He knew that it hadn't been an easy week for her. Especially after mother's day. He was hoping to do something nice for her. Like make her some peanut butter cookies*

*With his guitar slung over his shoulder, walks pass singing you all everybody.*

You all everybody! You all everybody!

*Hums*

*glances over at the trees and frowns. There was something weird about them, but he didn't know what and he didn't want to find out. Turning around, he hurried home, hoping that the island didn't do anything too weird this time...even though you can't get any more weird than the flashes*

[ifoundsomepens]

[Boone, being the lovingly stupid man he was, wanders off near the buildings where Mama is hiding. He'd picked up the habit of aimlessly wandering ever since Ben brian washed him. He wonders if that's supposed to mean something. While dutifully pondering this rather intimidating idea he spots Mama, making the most awkward eye contact he'd ever had in his life. She looked like she hadn't bathed in centuries, part of him was revolted by this.]
Uhhh, hey.

[youresospecial]

Mother tries to hold very still, debating running for better cover, when a young man sees her and catches her eye. Her entire body tenses, and she prays that he will continue on his way as she slides her knife out of its holder.

He speaks, in a tongue she has not heard before, and is much too close. It is too much, all of these new things, and Mother is already not feeling particularly friendly towards these people.

It is with this in mind that she lunges with barely a sound, practically leaping on Boone, knocking him down and holding the knife to his neck.

Adepto a mihi!! Operor non tactus mihi!!

[ifoundsomepens]

[Boone wails as she knocks him to the ground, he looks at the knife. What the hell was this lady's problem? Was that latin? He took an introductory to Ancient Rome course in college, but that was one of those classes where you didn't have to show up to get an A. In panic, he shouts all the latin phrases he knows, hoping in vain that it would get this crazy lady off of him.]
E Pluribus Unum! Semper Fidelus! Tempus Fugit!

[youresospecial]

Mother cocks her head, slightly confused as the man begins spouting off nonsense at her. Does he speak her language? What is he talking about. She narrows her eyes and grits her teeth, pressing the knife more firmly into his neck and yelling.

Is est non vestri domus! Vos es dimitto simul, operor vos agnosco?!