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[shareofdevils]

It was Marissa's third day on the island, and things weren't getting any less strange. The weather had been horrible the entire time, and when Summer tried to assure her that it was normally sunny and pleasant, Marissa couldn't help but feel as if she'd brought the storm with her, like one of those gloomy cartoon characters who have a rain cloud

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[texas_forever]

"Whoa, hey," Tim says, reaching over the girl to help her close the door. It's the third day straight of nothing but rain and, while it was kinda cool at first, Tim's starting to get tired of it now. Reminds him way too much of hurricane season and, while Dillon hadn't been anywhere near the coast, it's not like they never felt the effects of the storms in the Gulf. The reminder here, in this place, is a little unnerving.

The wind gusts through the doorway and, with a grunt, Tim helps the girl tug the door away from the wall and back into place. The hallway is then almost chillingly quiet and Tim wipes a hand across his now wet face as he turns.

His eyes widen when he finally sees the girl's face. Unless Shari grew about half a foot, it's not her, but it sure as hell looks like her. "Uh... hey," Tim manages finally. "New, righ'?"

[shareofdevils]

"Thanks," Marissa offered, and smiled back at the stranger as she wiped some of the rain from her face. He looked a little like a deer in the headlights, and her pleasant expression turned vaguely uncertain as she canted her head to regard him. "Is it really that obvious?" she asked with a laugh. Maybe it was a social faux pas in this place to go running around in the rain.

[texas_forever]

"Huh?" Tim replies, before his brain works out what she's talking about. He shakes his head then and tries for a smile, though it still feels a little awkward.

"No, sorry," he drawls, lifting a hand to scratch the side of his neck. "Jus' look like someone I know. Wasn't expectin' it." He drops his hand then, holds it out to her. "Name's Tim."

[shareofdevils]

"Oh, right! Um... Sherry or something?" Having remembered about 'Short Coop,' she felt a little embarrassed that it hadn't occurred to her before. "Sorry, I'm not used to having a twin yet. It's weird. I hear she has my last name, too."

She shook some errant droplets of rain water from her right hand and accepted Tim's in a shake. "I'm Marissa, it's nice to meet you. Sorry-" she continued with a laugh and a brief glance down to their hands. "That was kinda damp."

[canaan_divided]

Mamet's standing right there, leaning against the wall a few inches from where the door slams against it, his guitar case propped up next to him on the other side. He raises his eyebrows at the mess of girl the wind blew in.

"Shit, you're lucky you didn't end up on the roof, huh?"

[shareofdevils]

"Seriously," Marissa agreed with a laugh as she tugged the door shut. It was easier said than done with the wind blowing the way it was, and she had to lean the weight of her entire skinny body into it. "Could you maybe give me a hand?" she asked, when it became clear she wasn't getting very far.

[canaan_divided]

"Sure, but fuck, I was just waiting for my dogs to get done taking a piss," Mamet says, frowning as he looks past her. The words are barely out of his mouth when Starbuck and Poe come barreling inside past the both of them. Mamet quickly shoves the door closed with her help, because he knows what's coming next.

"Uh-oh," he says, his tiny smile returning. He puts himself between the girl and the door like a protective shield, and just as he expected, behind him Starbuck and Poe start shaking like mad to try and dry themselves.

[shareofdevils]

Marissa ducked just in time to miss the brunt of the attack, and then peeked out to determine whether it was truly finished. "Now you're all wet, too," she pointed out to the stranger with a sympathetic smile. "Hold on just a minute, I'll go get some towels."

With that she dashed off as safely as she could on the slick floor, and downstairs to the laundry room.

[dillon_princess]

"You alright?" Lyla had just been on her way up the stairs when she saw the door slam open, scrambling to help the girl push it shut. "Looks like it's moved from a bit of rain to torrential downpour out there."

Concerned with the door and the girl closing it, she was slow in noticing how much she looked like Shari. It was uncanny, maybe even a bit closer to bizarre.

"Wow," it escaped her, the word breathy and low. "Sorry, just you really look like someone else here. Just- I was told it happens, but it's strange."

[shareofdevils]

"Oh... yeah," Marissa replied with a slightly sheepish duck of her head. "I haven't met her yet, my twin, but it's got to be pretty weird seeing the face of somebody you know on a stranger."

She pushed the damp hair from her face, shook most of the water from her hands, and then offered her right hand to shake. "I'm Marissa. Thanks for the help, I thought I might get blown away for a minute there."

[dillon_princess]

"it's not so bad," Lyla's look matched Marissa's for a moment, thinking that maybe it wouldn't be all that great to have everyone reminding you that there was someone else here you looked like, "I mean, I've had stranger things here. I met one of the Bennetts the other day, and my roomate is a Victorian pornograher."

"Lyla," she smiled as she took the other girl's hand, "Anytime. Us girls have to stick together, or something like that, I'm sure."

[shareofdevils]

"Wow, that's an interesting roommate," Marissa replied with a small, astonished chuckle. "But hey, if you get along, I guess it would be easy enough to overlook a little Victorian porn." Not that she had any idea of what constituted Victorian porn. She'd never even seen real porn, aside from a few minutes of something very weird and unappetizing late night on Cinemax once.

[babyviper]

Too much rain to live in her new house until repairs to the roof could be finished, and so O-Ren was confined to the compound. The compound bored her, though, and she had to think of her own ways to keep amused, especially since she had a hard time reading in English. Hiding around corners and other kinds of surprises worked well enough, and so she'd been waiting by the door.

But then someone entirely inept at opening doors attacked the poor structure, and O-Ren made sure that she was standing in the doorway herself, as if she'd always been there.

"You'll break it that way."

[shareofdevils]

Marissa nearly tripped and fell trying to avoid colliding with the girl in the hall. "I didn't do it on purpose," she explained, and stepped around the girl to try to tug the offending door closed. The wind made it difficult, and Marissa had to put her full weight behind it to manage it get it closed.

[babyviper]

"Most people don't do anything on purpose," O-Ren intoned, stepping back so she didn't get wet. It wouldn't do to get the gun on her thigh wet, after all. "I had a teacher who said that life was just a series of great accidents."

She knew she would paint an odd picture, not even fourteen but dressed like an office lady, weapons all over her small person.

"You're very tall."

[shareofdevils]

Marissa, her raincoat dripping onto the concrete floor, simply stared back at the girl a moment. "Am I?" she asked, and looked down the length of her body as if to confirm that. It was then that she noticed the girl was carrying what seemed to be a lot of weapons. It would have seemed out of place on anyone, but on a young girl, it was especially unsettling.

"Uh, nice gun," she added.

[never_atone]

Prone to moods -- fits of ennui and pique -- when she was younger, Briony strove to master her emotions whenever they plagued her now. So many more productive options lay before her than, say, terrorizing nettles in a thicket. Being helpful, in any way possible, she had found to be a much more rewarding choice. And more forgiving.

One such mood threatened her now, and, with the kitchen spotless, Briony jumped at the opportunity to help the poor girl at the entrance. She hurried down the hall and joined the push. What caused difficulty for one was no match against one and a former junior nurse, and the door shut with a satisfactory but subdued thud. "There, that's better," she remarked. "You look-- Oh my!"

She looked, indeed, a great deal like Shari but most certainly was not. Thinking it rude to voice her thoughts, Briony continued. "My, you look soaked through! Come, let's get you dry and warm, shall we?"

[shareofdevils]

Everything had happened so fast -- The door flying open and the girl helping with the door and being ushered inside. "Um," Marissa began, needing a moment to process it all. "Thank you. It's really coming down out there, isn't it?" she asked, allowing herself to be led along.

[never_atone]

Briony directed the girl who looked so startlingly like Shari to the kitchen. "It is," she agreed. "So strange considering how lovely the weather usually is. I'll make you a cup of tea."

[shareofdevils]

"Thanks, that's really nice of you," Marissa replied, and set about unbuttoning her raincoat. "I heard the weather's usually nice. The rain started almost as soon as I arrived, it makes me wonder if I caused it," she added with a chuckle. "I'm Marissa, by the way."