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[whats_insideyou]

When she woke that morning, she found a box waiting for her just by the bed. Wrapped in festive silver paper and done up in a shiny red bow, and immediately she wanted to toss it off a fucking cliff. She'd missed Christmas at home, she'd thought at the time that she wanted nothing more, but Louise and Jean Pierre were dead, everyone was dead, and

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[ooh_lily]

She left Emmy with Lennox for a little while, figuring that it would be good for both of them and took a walk in the grass barefoot, which she figured would be good for her. She'd done her crying with Eddie. Now all that was left was getting on with it.

She stopped when she saw Sarah coming towards her and raised her hand, though she didn't speak.
She'd spent two days not really trusting herself to speak.

[whats_insideyou]

Sarah paused, her camera half raised, and hesitated for a moment before she returned the wave. It was a strange feeling, to see the other woman. Guilt mixed with something else. Something like relief. A familiar face, a friend, when she spent so much effort convincing herself she didn't need one.

But Lily looked different. Sad somehow, and before she could think about why she shouldn't, Sarah lifted her camera, focused, and captured that fleeting look. Just one stolen glimpse before she let the camera drop around her neck.

[ooh_lily]

For a moment, Lily felt self-concious when Sarah lifted the camera and took her picture, but then she relaxed and found her smile.

"Sarah. Taking pictures, eh? Sure you can find something prettier than me to photograph."

[whats_insideyou]

"That's a useless thing to say," she murmured, lips curling into a smirk of a smile, "Besides, my last assignment would've been adolescent gang riots in Paris. Through a lens, there is beauty in everything."

[agirlnamedchuck]

Holding a butterfly net that she had made herself, the lonely tourist Charlotte Charles was about to go tend to the little critters and creepy crawlies who liked to grow in places that they probably shouldn't. It was not that they had no right to be there, it was just that being there did more harm than good and stood a chance to get them smushed.

"You should try the flowers over there. There's a nice mix of Lepidoptera and plant life," she suggested in an attempt to be helpful as she went about her careful movements.

[whats_insideyou]

She lowered her camera slowly, looking at the woman over the viewfinder, her face almost entirely expressionless.

"I'm just getting used to this fucking thing," she said flatly. She'd get tired of flowers soon enough.

[agirlnamedchuck]

That sort of reaction was not the sort of thing to get a rise of Chuck who had spent her formative years living with her ornery Aunt Lily and her skittish Aunt Vivian. To her, rudeness and nonemotive qualities were homey and warm.

"I didn't know," she answered still relatively upbeat as she continued her task. "I was just making a suggestion."

[whats_insideyou]

Sarah nodded, and after a moment she murmured a quiet, "Thank you," her accent heavier than normal, as if the words pained her.

"No, film. That's all I meant," she said, flipping back the little door to reveal the tiny memory disc inside, "The whole department went digital, years ago, but I refused."

[wigsbylionel]

While the return of warm weather meant that Lionel suffered under his meticulously assembled layers, discomfort was not about to dissuade him from enjoying the outdoors.

When the sight of a woman with a camera slung around her neck met him coming the other direction up the path, however, he almost reconsidered the wisdom of venturing out, because here came the stab of longing for a similar picture - a different woman, a different camera. One he'd likely never see again.

But the pain faded with a bubbling up of curiosity as he stepped to one side and allowed the photographer to pass. "Do you do portraits...or landscapes?"

[whats_insideyou]

Sarah hadn't realized how jumpy she still was, but when she saw him standing there, masked and covered head to toe, her breath caught and she reared back, ready to run or fight or whatever it was she had to do. When she heard his voice, though, she relaxed, and for a moment she even felt a bit foolish. Though, it wasn't her fault he was running around looking like some sort of bandit.

"Action shots, mostly. I was a journalist," she answered, her accent thick, but her words clear enough.

[wigsbylionel]

"But you aren't any longer? I see." If possible, the disappointment came through in a single look, from his dark, exposed eyes alone. "I suppose there's not much call for news, in a place like this." It was in fact clear that Lionel thought quite the contrary. A habitually masked man learned to do wonders with his voice.

[whats_insideyou]

"I was... I was on leave. For personal reasons," she said curtly, "I hadn't decided if I was going to go back."

[dr_girlscout]

"You have a camera," Cameron exclaimed, all pretenses of polite disinterest in other people forgotten in sudden excitement. She left her collection of mangoes on the ground, and hurried over to see.

It was only a few moments later that she realized she didn't know the woman, and was probably out of line. She winced. "Sorry. We don't exactly get a lot of new technology out here."

[whats_insideyou]

"A little too new for my tastes," Sarah murmured, lowering the camera and looking at the woman with a kind of detached amusement. "I saw a... a flying car floating along the beach, just a few days ago. It must not be so rare." Hovercrafts and flying litters and robots and men walking around in armor. The place made no sense at all, as far as she could tell.

[dr_girlscout]

"A flying car?" It took a minute for that to catch up with her, and she couldn't help rolling her eyes. "It's that time of year already. ...I can't believe there's a time of the year, but there is. People get things, like our annual bribes not to go completely nuts."

[whats_insideyou]

"I am not sure that is bribe enough," she said dryly, something of a smile flickering over her face. "I woke up with this by my bed," she lifted the camera between them, "Am I not allowed to go mad, now that I have been paid?"