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Little earthquakes.

Apr 29, 2006 00:00

The air sat still and gauzy over the beach, the movement of the waves a mere ripple; nothing more than a vague whisper in the background. The day seemed still and sluggish, the sun a yellow blossom tracing away the hours in a lazy arc across the sky ( Read more... )

jim halpert, dr. elliot reid, fleur delacour

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jim_halpert April 28 2006, 16:29:27 UTC

Jim had been certain the construction zone that he saw in the distance had not been there when he left his hut in the morning. Chewing thoughtfully on his mango, he continues to walk closer, the mess of supplies becoming more and more obvious.

And among it, there was Elliot. He raises a brow slightly, debating whether he wants to ask or not. In the end, he decides he does and makes his way over, standing a foot or so away from her.

"...Elliot, what are you doing?"

neurotic_barbie April 28 2006, 16:32:26 UTC

"I am...relaxing!" Elliot announced, waving a languid arm. She sort of wished she had two big, beefy, oiled-up men waving palm fronds at her. This mental image in conjunction with Jim standing right there turned out not to be very pleasant, and she grimaced suddenly to herself. Skinny, oily chicken arms. Ewww.

"How are you? Forgive me if I don't get up. You look really funny upside-down, by the way," she added cheerfully.

jim_halpert April 28 2006, 16:39:24 UTC

"I'm alright. And I've always wanted to know how I look upside-down, thank you," he replies a little dryly, walking a bit closer to inspect the items near her.

"I sort of figured the relaxing part out. What's with all this...stuff though?"

neurotic_barbie April 28 2006, 16:43:02 UTC

"I," Elliot said in a very self-important voice, despite the fact she was currently sprawled like so much undignified, crumpled laundry on the ground, "am going to build a teepee."

She looked extremely serious. Almost ridiculously so, in fact.

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fleurdescendres April 28 2006, 17:13:41 UTC

"Eezn't zis a lot of things for a picnic?" Fleur teased, walking up to the other blonde. She hadn't seen Dr Reid, the not-a-German, in weeks, but she'd liked her well enough the last time they had met. "You look comfortable."

neurotic_barbie April 28 2006, 17:19:45 UTC

"Bonjour!" Elliot said, offering a little wave from her position sprawled on the ground. "I'm not having a picnic. I'm building a teepee. Can't you tell?" She grinned.

fleurdescendres April 28 2006, 17:26:19 UTC

Fleur sat gracefully down beside Elliot, grinning back at her. "No," she admitted cheerfully. "I 'ave never built a teepee, so I do not know what it looks like. Are you really supposed to use zis?" She gestured to the tarpaulin as she spoke. What little impression she had of teepees had to do with animal skin of some kind, although she couldn't see Elliot hunting and skinning animals to make a tent. Ew.

neurotic_barbie April 28 2006, 17:30:08 UTC

"It's basically like a triangular tent thing," Elliot shrugged. "Plastic seemed a better idea than boar skin or something disgusting like that. I haven't worked out the exact details yet, but...at least I have an idea, right?"

Ideas only lead to disaster! TURN BACK NOW BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE, ELLIOT.

Duhh, conscience. It's already too late.

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