ext_328828 ([identity profile] water-wonder.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2007-05-25 12:16 pm
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The Beach, Friday Afternoon

After talking with people at the campfire and stopping by the clinic, Tori wasn't sure she wanted to be cooped up inside just then.

So she had handwavily grabbed her surfboard from her alcove, and was now sitting in the sand, the board next to her.

She was trying to make sense of the attacks, but it just didn't fit.

[OOC: Open!]

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 05:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Chad was attempting to work out that whole 'moving' thing with a small walk. He was getting stir-crazy in the cabin, the pain-killers kind of worked, and what didn't kill you only made you stronger, right? So he tried to ignore the pain, heading over to the beach.

Okay, wound, you can stop hurting at any time now, really...

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 10:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Spotting Tori, Chad went over to her and sat down. Partially because it'd be nice to talk to her, and partially because it'd be nice to sit down. He did so slowly, and not without grunts and grimaces. Finally, when settled, hand to his side, he greeted her. "Hey, Tori. S'up?"

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why...all your...?" Chad glanced over at Tori, frowning. He'd been out of the loop of things with being injured, but he'd thought... "What do you mean?"

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Chad had paled a little. Which was a pretty noticable change for him. "I, uh...Teddy and I were attacked on Monday; I've...been...kinda out of it. I..Lana? Phoebe? G..gwynn? I...Same guy?"

His tone was slightly distressed; this whole time, he'd thought Teddy had taken care of that bastard, but...He groaned slightly; his distress also seemed to be aggravating his wound.

[identity profile] senor-chado.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
After hearing that, Chad just turned his eyes toward the water, lowering them slightly, and grew quiet. Quiet beyond even his usual quiet. As if the news itself wasn't bad enough, he had to consider the fact that, on top of what was going on, he was still too injured, too hurt, too...weak to help...

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[identity profile] stanleykeyworth.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Stan decided to wander the beach, declaring the permanence of his life by leaving impermanent footprints in the sand.

[identity profile] stanleykeyworth.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Stanley waved back.

And deciding that perhaps she may have been from a culture where waving articles of clothing at someone might have been an insult, he waved again with the hand that wasn't wearing the footwear.

[identity profile] stanleykeyworth.livejournal.com 2007-05-26 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm beginning to think I stick out like a sore thumb," he said with a grin, sunllight glinting off his gray temples. "Yes. I've been here for a month or two now. It was supposed to be a vacation," he declared.

[identity profile] stanleykeyworth.livejournal.com 2007-05-26 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a working vacation. I'm on call, so to speak. I just hope nothing happens that I'm called. And yourself? Are you a longtime resident?"

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Robin loved the beach, so he was down there once again, this time sans banjo however.

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Robin saw the blond girl and headed in her direction. "Hi!" he waved back.

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Uh huh, I'm Robin. Pleased to meet you."

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2007-05-25 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh it's great! I've met lots of nice people, and I love the new music I've heard. Oh and I love my classes too."