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fandomtownies2008-08-14 04:46 pm
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The Beach, Thursday Evening
"You know, maybe you should just think about moving your store to the beach," Irene muttered over the phone, "Considering how you seem to live there now."
"I don't like wet feet," Nate deadpanned, distractedly. He was certain he'd previously caught some kind of form on the horizon. He'd yet to pinpoint the island's exact location, but he was starting to come up with a few hunches.
"It beats you getting your hands dirty again," she snarked back. "Are you?"
And there it was again-- something bobbing along the surface. He squinted, his eye flaring up to generate some extra light. "What?"
"Getting your hands dirty."
For a moment, he could make out the shape of a name on the ship's side. Then another shadow fell across it, and no amount of concentration could bring back the particulars. "Hm," he said.
"I'll leave you to your brooding," Irene replied, and you could practically hear her eyes rolling. Nate didn't reply, but shut off his phone and resumed watching.
[ open if you want to have at Cable and/or the beach ]
"I don't like wet feet," Nate deadpanned, distractedly. He was certain he'd previously caught some kind of form on the horizon. He'd yet to pinpoint the island's exact location, but he was starting to come up with a few hunches.
"It beats you getting your hands dirty again," she snarked back. "Are you?"
And there it was again-- something bobbing along the surface. He squinted, his eye flaring up to generate some extra light. "What?"
"Getting your hands dirty."
For a moment, he could make out the shape of a name on the ship's side. Then another shadow fell across it, and no amount of concentration could bring back the particulars. "Hm," he said.
"I'll leave you to your brooding," Irene replied, and you could practically hear her eyes rolling. Nate didn't reply, but shut off his phone and resumed watching.
[ open if you want to have at Cable and/or the beach ]