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[filmstarbeauty]

The clothes have a way of making the girl. Having picked up a pair of cute yellow heels from the clothes box she was partially attempting to break them in. These shoes were definitely worth the effort, even if she probably had a few gray hairs from the whole thing but that wasn't the point

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[justsookie]

There was a part of Sookie that couldn't help wondering if the weather was trying to give her a sign; ever since arriving, the young woman hadn't really been able to stay inside for any amount of time other than when sleeping became absolutely necessary. The sun, the warmth, the gentle breezes that kept the area from growing too humid, it was all so tantalizing-- and the fact that the clothes box seemed quite willing to provide Sookie with decent springwear only made things worse. She'd spent the whole of the afternoon by the docks again, sporting a bright yellow sundress with white sandals, nothing too elaborate, but fitting for the kind of weather that Sookie enjoyed best. Endless sunshine

[filmstarbeauty]

Her hair was sticking to her face and neck. The drowned rat look was attractive on no one, not even the rats and yet she was about thirty seconds from sporting it in the worst way. Lowering her gaze and her arm, she stared for a moment at the stranger.

It was an uncharacteristically nice thing to do for someone you didn't know. It reminded her vaguely of Serena, but that could have just been the blonde hair working for her. The fact that this girl looked like one of the girls from Almost Famous after a questionable dye job stopped her from saying anything.

"I get that it is a tropical island and sunshowers happen, but I would like just a little bit of rolling thunder before it happens," Blair sighed with a matching eye roll.

[justsookie]

"Ohhh, be careful what you wish for, lest this place start rollin' in the clouds and decides to give us a full-blown monsoon," Sookie chided lightly, before turning to the sky again. "And that wasn't me tryin' to give you ideas!" The concept of an island that had a will of its own was still one that didn't quite sit well with Sookie, but the possibility was one that she was more than willing to entertain. After all, if the island was capable of picking and choosing who to bring to its sandy shores, and additionally set up items like the bookshelf and clothes box to further play with its inhabitants, expecting the place to have eyes and ears everywhere didn't seem to be much of a stretch

[filmstarbeauty]

The accent almost threw Blair for a loop. She hadn't met anyone so obviously from south of the Mason-Dixon line since her mother's mixer for the victims of Hurricane Katrina. It did explain the hair, but so would New Jersey.

Arching eyebrow in a practiced motion, she worked to keep from looking too judgemental. She had been the one having a one-sided conversation with a cloud not thirty seconds ago.

Taking the hand, she gave it a squeeze and mild shake. Shaking hands was so pedestrian. "Blair Waldorf."

[halfafinger]

Margot's fur coat was proof against any rain. In fact, it was a welcome departure for her from the usual heat of the island. The only bad thing about it was it reminded her of home.

Her shoulders were only a little damp when she came across the woman stamping her feet at the sky.

"Don't throw anything at it," she said. "It'll just come back down. Wet."

[filmstarbeauty]

"And most likely broken," Blair said lowering her arms. She was in no mood to keep up the pretense that she could fight inanimate objects and win. Not even Mother Nature would sway to her desire to have hair that didn't resemble a wild animal.

The woman's full length fur coat was a bold move, but she had seen worse and uglier on crazy ladies who didn't know how to properly apply lipliner. Besides, who was she to judge? "But wet is the growing trend these days. So oh well."

[halfafinger]

"Bad smoking weather," Margot sighed. She usually wasn't so talkative, but what else did she have to do these days? She was nearly out of cigarettes - had been for a while, keeping her last pack safe and smoking island-rolled tobacco instead - and one could only drink so much alcohol before one became sick of it. Small talk, therefore, became one's only resort.

It was sad. But Margot wasn't a happy person, so it worked.

[filmstarbeauty]

"And they don't let you smoke inside anywhere good these days."

Despite her nonsmoker tendencies, Blair had been known to light up from time to time. Mostly when feeling as though life on the Upper East Side was going to make her throw herself off the Chrysler building or she was feeling particularly French.

Audrey had done it, why couldn't she? "Health codes or something silly like that."

[unit_girl]

Since Jo was wearing shorts and a short-sleeved t-shirt it meant that when the rain stopped she wouldn't take too long to dry off. "It's good for the plants," she said cheerfully upon coming across the girl and hearing her complaint. Jo appreciated the rain much more living here where it was a welcome change from the heat.

"But I can see your point," she admitted. "Did the clothes box give them to you?"

[filmstarbeauty]

Rolling her eyes Blair lowered her arms and turned to look at the woman. Of course it was good for the plants. Any idiot who had taken an elementary science course knew that. It did not make the situation any better.

"Yes. And I was breaking them in and then the weather decided to be rude about it."

[unit_girl]

Despite the eye rolling Jo gave her a sympathetic look. "It's probably the island being horrible, as usual." It sounded just like the sort of thing it would do. "If you take them off and run back inside you might be able to save them," she suggested, helpfully.

[filmstarbeauty]

"Most likely."

Blair would like to blame the island for all of her problems, but something about the idea of agreeing with a stranger, no matter how English the woman was sat poorly with her. Besides she had been to enough tropical islands before here to understand their weather patterns.

"I could and I probably will, but they might be ruined anyways," she said as she slid them off.

[thewordofweb]

I'd been in the middle of the path with supplies for the boat when the rain started. It took about five seconds to start running and I nearly knock into Blair on the way. "My boat, this way, cover," I say and shift the food to one arm to extend my hand to her.

[filmstarbeauty]

"My shoes!"

These shoes were just too cute to be left in the mud and the rain to be ruined. Her right to fashion would be revoked if she did that. Sliding the shoes off her feet, she held them both in one hand as she took Kenyon's offered one. Making a face at the feeling of mud between her toes, she gave him a pointed look. "Now we can go."

[thewordofweb]

I open my mouth to make a disdainful comment about her shoes that she will not appreciate whatsoever, but then she just stops and I have to stop with her, tugging lightly as the rain keeps falling. "They're just shoes," I can't manage to hold in, slightly whiny and disgruntled as I take the lead to get to the boat and pull off some of the tarps.

[filmstarbeauty]

Shooting him a glare, Blair felt a tiny wave of disappointment. She thought that she had Kenyon better trained than that. Besides any man -- gay, straight or otherwise -- who had spent any significant amount of time in the world she had come from ought to know that shoes were rarely ever just anything.

"No, they're nice shoes and they took me forever to get," she corrected, trotting behind him.

[quileutejacob]

Jacob had always been a sucker for a damsel in distress and this was no exception. He didn't have an umbrella, but he did have the foresight to grab one of the bigger palm fronds from a nearby tree and hold it over her head.

"It won't hold it for long but if you can run we can get inside."

[filmstarbeauty]

Blair would argue until she was blue in the face that she was no one's damsel in distress unless she wanted to be. Which she didn't, because the Hepburns wouldn't hear of it. At least if they knew.

Better judgement aside she let a small smile slip onto her face. He was cute and he was acting the gentleman. Tucking damp hair behind her ear she bent down to slide her heels off her feet. "Thanks. Now I can actually run without ruining them."

[quileutejacob]

"I don't know a lot about shoes, but I guess you probably would ruin those if you ran in them," Jacob said, giving her a big grin. "I'm Jacob by the way."

[filmstarbeauty]

"In this weather on this this terrain? That probably is a definitely," she corrected, not as sharply as she might have before but with the same lack of thought. It wasn't until a half second later that it occurred to Blair that perhaps this foolish boy hadn't meant anything by it.

They never really did. "Blair. The fronds are a nice touch."