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[not_a_flaw]

In her three months on the Island, D’Anna had made the same walk more times than she had cared to keep track of. She’d ignore the paths and follow the stream that led away from the large waterfall, continuing to hug the bank, listening to the water as it rushed by. It was never the same stream she saw before; always changing, but always calming

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[theother_sharon]

Boomer had no need to go the the church. She didn't see the point. In fact, she could count the number of times that she'd been up this very path on one hand, and the number of times she'd actually been inside the structure on less than that.

Today, wandering had brought her there, to the edge of the steam where her sister sat.

"Going swimming?" She asked, for lack of anything better to say.

[not_a_flaw]

"I think I'd have a hard time of it in that," D'Anna said, gesturing to the unimpressive flow of water. If she'd wanted to swim, she would have stayed by the waterfall. "You're free to give it a try, though. If you can manage to work out how, I might just join you."

No she wouldn't.

[theother_sharon]

"No thanks," Boomer said, and for a second had the thought that she might be pushed in anyway. Though that was probably something more likely to happen if the two of them were at the top of the waterfall.

But it wasn't the first time that Boomer had thought D'Anna might want to kill her, and it probably wouldn't be the last.

"What are you doing out here anyway? Besides getting your pants wet?"

[not_a_flaw]

"Thinking," D'Anna answered simply with a faint smile. "Nothing too diabolical, so don't fret." At this point, she was almost certain that the only thing that could boats being completely diabolical on the island was the island itself.

"About home." Maybe 'home' was a bad word for it, because they didn't actually have one of those yet. And who knew what sort of messes the others would get into in the continued search for Earth. If it hadn't been for her persistence, they would have bent to Adama's threats back on the algae planet. Hopefully someone among the models that were left jumped a few rungs up on the evolutionary ladder and developed a backbone in her place.

[curiously_cora]

Coraline had carefully navigated past ten but only just. In less than twelve months her parents had been kidnapped, she had been almost killed twice, she'd fallen in a temple and hurt herself, been abducted and more bruises and scrapes than Adam or Cain could cope with. She'd survived though, that was the main thing.

Coraline pulled her school shoes off, her socks went next until she balled them up and tucked them into her shoes. Picking her shoes up she carried them down to the stream. "Hello," Coraline called out smiling warmly at the woman with her feet in the water. Coraline's cheeks were a flushed red, indicating that she'd spent far too long today in the sun.

[not_a_flaw]

Her attention pulled in the direction of the voice, D'Anna lifted a hand over her eyes to shield them from the sun's rays. "Hello," she said in response as the girl approached.

With the exception of Hera following the events of New Caprica, D'Anna didn't have much in the way of experience with children. On the planet's surface, it was commonplace for parents to tug their kids away as quickly as possible whenever she or any of her kind were out and about in the tent city. It definitely wasn't one of the things she missed.

[curiously_cora]

"Do you think I'll get into trouble?" Coraline asked looking for a Grown-ups opinion on her very pink skin. "I'm not supposed to go out without sun cream on and I forgot and then I went exploring for ages and then I burned and do you think I'll get into trouble?"

[not_a_flaw]

"Hmm," D'Anna hummed thoughtfully, examining the girl's reddened cheeks for a moment. "You could insist that you did have it on, but you've been using that particular SPF for so long, that you're now immune to any sort of protection it may have offered in the past." She wasn't sure if it worked that way, but it was worth a shot. "That way, the blame really falls on your caretakers, not you." If they were dumb enough to buy that, anyway.

[9mmshotglass]

Exploring. That's what Dani Reese was doing. She'd been poking about, going places she'd never been before and just, well, going. More and more she'd been doing that barefoot. Today's explorations had given her another pack full of mamaki tea leaves (it said so in her damned field herb guide), three oranges, three mangoes (she wasn't sure she liked the texture but it was moisture), and another two pages of her journal covered in tea leaf and wildlife notes.

She was turning into the Discovery Channel.

George had decided to join her for the jaunt, and the overly large five lined skink (who Reese was starting think was a female) sat atop her shoulder contentedly flicking his tongue. When she heard and then found the stream, she decided to literally cool her heels. Hnn. A woman she hadn't met. There had to be more than a few of those.

Looks like I'm not the only one with a good idea today," she said by way of greeting. "Mind if I join you?"

[not_a_flaw]

"Not at all." It was, after all, a free Island as far as D'Anna knew. She hadn't read that silly little Declaration of Something-or-Other she'd heard about, but she was willing to bet that the stream was unowned by any one individual. Least of all probably being her.

Upon further inspection of the newcomer...

"Are you aware that there's a lizard on your shoulder?" It was completely possibly that it had slipped her attention. D'Anna might have subtly checked her own shoulders, just to make sure nothing had slipped her attention.

[9mmshotglass]

"Oh. Him. Yes. His name is George," Reese said with a laugh. "And I'm Reese. He followed me home one day and, I guess, never got tired of hanging around. Sometimes he runs off for weeks and then he's back ready to go tea leaf hunting or just generally poking about. I don't speak lizard, but I do wonder what goes through his little reptilian head." She set her pack down and George moved to her other shoulder to peer at the woman curiously, then settled with his long blue tail looped over Reese's neck. With that, Reese settled in and let the cool water wash away the dirt (there were a few cuts, but nothing serious) of the day's travel. Sadly her face needed washing too from an earlier faceplant. She'd done her best to rub the dirt off, but she'd failed miserably. All in all, she did look pleased with herself (she had her tea, which meant she could re-entineer the tea blend she'd been working on), despite her generally disheveled appearance

[not_a_flaw]

"Huh... Oh, I'm D'Anna." The lizard was staring at her and so D'Anna stared right back. "He's a bit of a pet, then?" First a man with a jaguar, now rainbow colored lizards. She was pretty sure she'd seen a tiny polar bear once, but perhaps she'd just been out in the heat for too long that day. A polar bear, for God sake...

"Rain would be nice," D'Anna agreed. It would make the heat a bit a bit more bearable, and there was nothing like the smell of a fresh rainfall. It was the sort of thing people took for granted - people who hadn't spent most of the last few years in space. "No thanks, I'm fine. Are you...?" She looked as though she'd lost a battle with, well, gravity, most likely.