ext_100473 ([identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2006-06-05 10:00 am
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Galactica Point, mid-morning

After a trip to the Perk to get lunch and then handwavily meeting Jarod to get the canoe, Isabel loaded the cooler and the dry bag Jarod supplied on board. With time to spare until Greg arrived, she sat on the sand, sipping her coffee and watching the waves.

[ooc: Open for interaction until Greg gets there. Then she's on a date OMG!]

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg wandered down to the beach promptly at ten, hands in his pockets.

"Hey," he called, smiling.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Greg looked up as well, and winced. "It won't rain on us," he decided.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was born ready," he assured her, looking at the canoe. "Even if I've...never actually canoed before."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 06:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Works for me." He grinned at her. "I barely know the island, so you're going to have to be the one ensuring we don't get lost."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think I'm good with not having to carry it over the causeway, yeah," Greg declared. "Though it'd be kind of funny if we ended up in some random spot and found a new species of weird animal or something."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"There are deer that are...teal?" he asked skeptically.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He followed suit, smiling at the fact that the dry bag lived up to its name, and quickly rubbed his hair dry.

Priorities, you know.

This, of course, left his hair sticking up in an even odder formation than usual.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"...sure?" Greg ventured, smiling and rolling his eyes up to see if he could assess the ruffling.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes, that was my intention," he replied, ever so smoothly. "I meant to refresh us. It seemed like a good idea."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"There was no flailing here," he told her, blushing and unwrapping the sandwich to take a bite. "Though I think someone threw a few across the cabin. I slept through most of it."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're not very snuggly, no," he said. "Though damn it, they try to cuddle as much as tiny little gnomes can. They're just not very cute."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-05 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure I believe in these weetiny bunnies," Greg told her. "I mean, were they like...insect-sized, except they were small rabbits? And they hugged?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-06 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"I've been known to play air guitar, I have a huge weakness for smart blondes, and my middle name is Bjarte," he replied smoothly. "There's like, one other person here who knows that, and that's just because he was being annoying about his name."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-06 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Vilandra," he repeated softly. "It's pretty. I think I'll keep calling you Isabel, though. And Bjarte is Norwegian. My grandparents are from there."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-06 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Nope," Greg replied, wrapping the last of his sandwich as well. "But that's because they got booted from there because my grandpa got my grandma pregnant before they were married. No one in the Hojem - my mom's maiden name - family has been back since."