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crossing_lostrpOOC: Bumping from [Lucy] Day 11: Making Her Escape due to maximum comment/replies reached.
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Ami ducked into Mara's shelter as Tommy and Jon made their way to the cookfire area. As they departed, her stomach grumbled a bit, reminding her that she hadn't eaten yet this morning. Tommy and Jon were too far away without shouting for them, and shouting might disturb Mara and she wasn't willing to leave the young woman alone. She figured she'd suffer through for a while longer; it wasn't like she would die of starvation in a few hours time.
Kneeling by Mara's bed, she hesitantly reached out and placed her hand lightly on the woman's forehead. Dropping her shields just a bit, she focused solely on Mara, wincing again at the rents and tears in the woman's shields. Beneath that, she was disturbed, and mentally and psychically exhausted. Ami wasn't connected to Mara the way she was to Megabyte, Mara not being a Tomorrow Person, but she thought she would try to reinforce the woman's shielding a bit anyway. The worse that would happen was nothing and the best was that Mara might sleep a bit easier, even if Ami couldn't take away the horrors she'd already experienced.
It took a few minutes of concentration, and Ami felt a wee bit more tired herself when it was done, but she'd managed to connect with Mara on the very surface and reinforce her shielding – filling in some of the gaps. It wouldn't hold for long, a day at the most, but hopefully it would give the other woman some comfort.
Done with what she could do, Ami leaned against Mara's bed and waited for Tommy and Jon to return.
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Ami ducked into Mara's shelter as Tommy and Jon made their way to the cookfire area. As they departed, her stomach grumbled a bit, reminding her that she hadn't eaten yet this morning. Tommy and Jon were too far away without shouting for them, and shouting might disturb Mara and she wasn't willing to leave the young woman alone. She figured she'd suffer through for a while longer; it wasn't like she would die of starvation in a few hours time.
Kneeling by Mara's bed, she hesitantly reached out and placed her hand lightly on the woman's forehead. Dropping her shields just a bit, she focused solely on Mara, wincing again at the rents and tears in the woman's shields. Beneath that, she was disturbed, and mentally and psychically exhausted. Ami wasn't connected to Mara the way she was to Megabyte, Mara not being a Tomorrow Person, but she thought she would try to reinforce the woman's shielding a bit anyway. The worse that would happen was nothing and the best was that Mara might sleep a bit easier, even if Ami couldn't take away the horrors she'd already experienced.
It took a few minutes of concentration, and Ami felt a wee bit more tired herself when it was done, but she'd managed to connect with Mara on the very surface and reinforce her shielding – filling in some of the gaps. It wouldn't hold for long, a day at the most, but hopefully it would give the other woman some comfort.
Done with what she could do, Ami leaned against Mara's bed and waited for Tommy and Jon to return.
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[Daniel] Chop Wood, Carry Water, Part II (tag Clarice, open)
Date: 2006-05-23 04:13 pm (UTC)He rubbed Clarice's back and hugged her close. Then finally, released her and picked up his own knife to begin helping cut the bamboo for poles. "Once we've gotten poles for the raft, we can probably gather more for frame work for the walls and dividers in the cave. That and we're going to get very good at weaving walls really fast."
[Clarice] Chop Wood, Carry Water, Part II (tag Daniel, open)
Date: 2006-05-23 09:13 pm (UTC)His suggestion had merit; they didn't know where the bamboo stands were yet over by the caves, and the poles were super-light and no trouble to pack out. "Sure, of course," she said softly.
"Truth is, ah can use all the weavin' experience I can get. My first attempt at a basket quiver ended up lookin' like someone's stockin' cap. It's floppy. That's just...wrong, somehow." She chuckled weakly. "I was goin' for something for carrying munitions, not a wicker condom."