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[sgmitchell]

The second time on the island he'd woken up as a woman was a bit stranger. Partly because Austen had come along for the ride. Mostly because he'd most certainly woken up in his own hut in his own clothing--which now did not fit as well as they had the night before.

It did, however, clear up why the island had decided to bestow upon him a kitten.

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[ab_executioner]

Anita woke up that morning and at first wasn't sure what to think. Sitting waiting for her was a box of ammo for every one of her guns. She picked them up and mumbled thanks before heading for coffee. She wasn't in the mood to run this morning so she found herself heading to the box. If the place was happy enough with her to give her ammo maybe, just maybe, she could get some clothes that she would approve of.

"It probably will anyway, even if it doesn't stop with you." She wasn't sure she knew the other woman, but that wasn't too surprising. Other than running and her rounds she didn't really seek out company very much.

[ab_executioner]

She gave the other woman a small smile as she handed her the clothes. "Is it bad I'm suspicious?" It seemed some things never changed. She pulled out another set, and though they weren't black they weren't too loud so she would take what she could get at this point.

[sgmitchell]

"I wouldn't say it's bad..." He shrugged. "But then, I'm pretty damn certain its plotting its own kind of 'hilarious' revenge. It's that, or it's scared of Austen's claws."

[ab_executioner]

"I'm sure it's plotting." She laughed softly. "Yeah, I think a little fear goes a long way." Not that it always worked on the Island craziness, but at least it was something.