[Ami] Day 14: (Evening) How I Spent My Summer Vacation

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Ami spent the next two days at the tree-cave. She was never completely alone; when Scott couldn't be there with her, Megabyte or Rose or Kenzaki were. Molly, Tara and Claire sent well wishes, although of the three, only Molly and Tara really knew why Ami was hiding from the camp. In addition, Molly also sent along a parcel of roots and leaves to make soothing teas.

Bathing was easy; the river was about ten minutes walk from the tree-cave, and Scott and Ami went there in the morning and the evening. It occurred to her on the evening of their thirteenth day that this was the longest stretch of time which she and Scott had gone without any sort of sexual contact. Not that Scott complained or pressured her, he was attentive and doting without any sort of sexual expectations, sometimes even hanging on the edge of hovering. Ami was glad of that; though she enjoyed the bathing time and the feeling of his hands on her skin or helping her wash her hair, she was still drained enough and mentally stretched enough that she lacked interest or energy to pursue sexual gratification. Snuggling together at night, feeling Scott mentally and physically was more than enough for her during her voluntary exile and recovery.

To pass the time and occupy her mind, Ami wrote in her neglected journal, not her thoughts and feelings, but using the pages to record more practical things: food sources, fruits and vegetables that she knew to be healthy and edible and how to find and identify them, and trees that she recognized as having different and various uses. She also had a section dedicated to the few Japanese words and phrases she was learning from Kenzaki, and a final section where she roughly sketched out the Dharma facility she and Scott stumbled across accidentally.

There hadn't been time to tell anyone about the facility or even for her to try and locate it again with all that had happened. (Of course, who could we tell? I'm not ready to completely out myself as a teleporter yet, but it seems such a shame to leave it undiscovered and unexplored. Especially if it might offer some sort of shelter.)

Even though it did raise many more questions. Who was Dharma? Why had they built it? What purpose did it serve? Why was it abandoned? Were they behind the island? She jotted all the questions in her journal, more determined than ever to go back to the underground facility as her thoughts whirled.

By the evening of Day 14, Ami was restless and bored. Even her journal didn't occupy her mind for long, and she knew what that meant.

When Scott returned that evening, she made the announcement. "I'm ready to go back to the camp."

Comments

OOC: It had to happen eventually

[sinanju.livejournal.com]

At last! Someone who's heard of Toilet Seat Girl! (But will Scott recognize the name George Lass in that context now?)

Re: OOC: It had to happen eventually

[starborn-scribe.livejournal.com]

With all the pieces of the puzzle laid out before him, yeah. Since Scott is from Seattle and was living in Oregon when George died, I figured he'd have heard and remembered the story. Eventually he'll remember George's fake passport, too.

Poor George. The "Dead Like Me" writers were so cruel to her.