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[poison_lipstick]

Saffron finally had her own place, and she was damn happy about it. She'd gotten along fine with Daisy, but living in the compound with its lack of privacy had gotten to her and finally she'd requested a hut be built. The building crew was fast, which she appreciated, and that morning she'd moved into her new hut south of the compound

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[iwakeup]

Okay, so I'm staring at her ass. It's not exactly my fault. Sometimes, I zone in and out. And Helen's got a pretty good ass.

Helen. I'm getting used to calling her Helen, which is sort of dumb because I never stopped calling her Helen, but it's different, now. I don't know. I don't know a lot of the time. Ruth's been trying to get me to swim, and I'm wearing these purple shorts, and I'm trying to get used to the fact that my scars are showing.

It's not like I can do anything about them, anyway.

[poison_lipstick]

As far as Saffron was concerned, Chris could stare at her ass all he wanted. "Hi there," she said as she turned towards him, one hand on her hip and the other shading her eyes, a dazzling smile spread across her face.

[iwakeup]

"You look great."

It's the first thing that comes out of my mouth, but that doesn't make it any less true, does it.

"I mean...Hi."

[poison_lipstick]

Naturally; she always looked great. That didn't mean she didn't love hearing it. "Always such a flatterer," she said fondly, beckoning him closer with a tilt of her head.

[aint_weak]

Simon did not frequently take to wandering, but he understood the value of even the slightest bit of daily exercise and the jungle was now far too dense to do anything but make him sweat out a liter of water. And that was certainly unhelpful.

The beach was pleasant. It was not something he had back home within easy reach on Osiris. Yes, he could have taken a trip to the seaside whenever he wanted to, but he rarely wanted to, and even more rarely had time to do so.

But that was all in a past life, it seemed. And in this present life, not only was there and in his shoes, but a certain red-headed, manipulative thief was between him and his home.

Oh, and she was armed. Wonderful.

"Afternoon," he greeted politely.

[poison_lipstick]

Her first instict was to make some kind of sarcastic comment, but she hadn't forgotten how he'd stitched her up when he could've just let her be. Didn't mean she liked him any better, though. "Doctor," she replied shortly.

[aint_weak]

The problem with her being stationary and Simon walking -- strolling, really -- was that he could not pass her as quickly as he would have liked. And, in the interest of politeness, silence had to be sacrificed to small talk.

"Nice day, isn't it?" he said, his eyes falling on her gun and really saying 'Nice weapon, oh merciful Buddha'.

[poison_lipstick]

He would have to attempt idle chit chat. Saffron mentally rolled her eyes. "Not too bad," she replied, and her lips curved into a tiny smirk as she caught the look on his face at the sight of her gun.

[wishesandsmoke]

It was the gun that caught Eden's attention. There were others on the beach all the time, and friendly though she often was, she didn't stop to say hello to every one of them. As it was, she noticed without even realizing that she was noticing, without understanding, until after the fact, that that instinct of inspection was embedded in her still. Once a Company girl, it seemed, always a Company girl.

She waved to the woman and smiled, calm. Just 'cause she had a gun didn't mean she was going to pull it out and start shooting, and there was a school of thought that ran that the best thing Eden could do to get past the fear was to keep exposing herself to the thing that was scaring her. It was too nice a day to get all wound up over nothing anyway. She'd just keep on enjoying her walk.

[poison_lipstick]

Saffron thought she'd seen the woman around, but she didn't know her name, so she just smiled. "Hi," she said, waving back.

[wishesandsmoke]

"Hey," Eden said with a short nod. She stopped, chewing lightly at her lower lip, gaze flickering from the spaceship to the woman. It was still strange to her that there was a freaking spaceship around, but it wasn't that much weirder, she supposed, than James Bond or the jungle changing overnight or having super powers or whatever. "Out for target practice?" She smiled, clearly teasing. Wasn't anything out here to shoot but the clear blue sea.

[poison_lipstick]

She let out a short laugh. "Was planning on it, actually. I got a bit sidetracked."