The Island (ADULT/AU/CC) *Starting - 6 needed*
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- Zansgirl
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Liz
"You dont want to be attracted to me love. I'm not your type. Trust me" He tells me. Hey. he could tell me what my type was.
Then he starts scratching the rocks together and spark fly. I smile as he says, "Huh, Fine, you were right. But I still think the sticks were worth a try. Cavemen style..." He says.
I scoot a little closer to him, "What makes you think your not my type?" I ask him.
"You dont want to be attracted to me love. I'm not your type. Trust me" He tells me. Hey. he could tell me what my type was.
Then he starts scratching the rocks together and spark fly. I smile as he says, "Huh, Fine, you were right. But I still think the sticks were worth a try. Cavemen style..." He says.
I scoot a little closer to him, "What makes you think your not my type?" I ask him.
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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
She scoots closer to me.
"What makes you think your not my type?"
Oh no... I never was good with resisting a girl who was clearly interested in me. And that would mean I fuck em, and leave em. And on a desert island which we no doubtedly will get off soon... that spelled big problems.
I stuff the rocks in my pocket. "Trust me...you dont wanna even think about starting something with me..." I ramble. I stand up. "Im a complicated guy love....lets just leave it at that" I bend down to pick up the sticks and make sure I pick up my ciggie at the same time.
She scoots closer to me.
"What makes you think your not my type?"
Oh no... I never was good with resisting a girl who was clearly interested in me. And that would mean I fuck em, and leave em. And on a desert island which we no doubtedly will get off soon... that spelled big problems.
I stuff the rocks in my pocket. "Trust me...you dont wanna even think about starting something with me..." I ramble. I stand up. "Im a complicated guy love....lets just leave it at that" I bend down to pick up the sticks and make sure I pick up my ciggie at the same time.
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Liz
"Trust me...you dont wanna even think about starting something with me..." He stands up and I stand up, too. "Im a complicated guy love....lets just leave it at that" He says and bends over and picks up the sticks, the rocks already in his pocket.
I nod my head and walk away, back to Tess and Sean. If Max needed to find me he knew where to look.
"Trust me...you dont wanna even think about starting something with me..." He stands up and I stand up, too. "Im a complicated guy love....lets just leave it at that" He says and bends over and picks up the sticks, the rocks already in his pocket.
I nod my head and walk away, back to Tess and Sean. If Max needed to find me he knew where to look.
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~~~~~MAX~~~~~
I watch as she walks away. As soon as shes out of sight I take out my ciggie. Its usuable....thank GOD. Not that I believe in him...but you know what I mean. I quickly take the rocks out of my pocket and try desperately to light my ciggie. "Come on...come on......"
Finally a spark ignites my ciggie. I sigh in relief. "Come to papa" I groan as I take a puff.
~~~~~TESS~~~~~
I watch as Liz approaches. "So what was he running off to?" I see her look. "You ok hun?" I ask.
I watch as she walks away. As soon as shes out of sight I take out my ciggie. Its usuable....thank GOD. Not that I believe in him...but you know what I mean. I quickly take the rocks out of my pocket and try desperately to light my ciggie. "Come on...come on......"
Finally a spark ignites my ciggie. I sigh in relief. "Come to papa" I groan as I take a puff.
~~~~~TESS~~~~~
I watch as Liz approaches. "So what was he running off to?" I see her look. "You ok hun?" I ask.
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Liz
"So what was he running off to?" Tess askes, "You ok hun?"
I sit down next to them, "He was trying to make a fire with twigs and you know what lets just not talk about Max Evan." I say.
Sean
I smirk. Trying to make a fire or a light for a cig. "No luck?" I ask Liz.
Liz
"No luck?" Sean askes. How does he know? Is he like a telepath or something? No, he couldn't be. I shake my head, not able to just lie.
"So what was he running off to?" Tess askes, "You ok hun?"
I sit down next to them, "He was trying to make a fire with twigs and you know what lets just not talk about Max Evan." I say.
Sean
I smirk. Trying to make a fire or a light for a cig. "No luck?" I ask Liz.
Liz
"No luck?" Sean askes. How does he know? Is he like a telepath or something? No, he couldn't be. I shake my head, not able to just lie.
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*Hailey*
"Perfect, thanks," He answers quietly while taking a seat beside me on the sand. “Now, can I please take a look at your nasty bruise?" He questions with a light hearted smile. I nod not wanting to be more trouble then I ‘m worth. Trying to make it easier for him I start to raise up the hem of my dress so he can see exactly what we are dealing with. I feel a little bit embarassed about showing my thigh to an almost complete stranger ,but theres something about him that instantly puts me at ease.
"It's not too bad." I assure him while looking down at the ugly discoloration. "It looks alot worse than it really is." I don't want to come off sounding like some weak needy girl who is just striving for attention. Still, the marring hurts something fierce. "You want to compare battle injuries." I try to joke while eying his arm with a look of concern. "I think you would win."
"Perfect, thanks," He answers quietly while taking a seat beside me on the sand. “Now, can I please take a look at your nasty bruise?" He questions with a light hearted smile. I nod not wanting to be more trouble then I ‘m worth. Trying to make it easier for him I start to raise up the hem of my dress so he can see exactly what we are dealing with. I feel a little bit embarassed about showing my thigh to an almost complete stranger ,but theres something about him that instantly puts me at ease.
"It's not too bad." I assure him while looking down at the ugly discoloration. "It looks alot worse than it really is." I don't want to come off sounding like some weak needy girl who is just striving for attention. Still, the marring hurts something fierce. "You want to compare battle injuries." I try to joke while eying his arm with a look of concern. "I think you would win."


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Hunter
Hailey lifts the hem of her dress just high enough for me to see the whole bruise. Which looks really bad by the way. "It's not too bad. It looks alot worse than it really is." She assures me, but I shake my head. I know she's trying to play it off, and it really just doesn't look good.
"You want to compare battle injuries. I think you would win." She says, and I send a smile her way, reaching out to press on the bruise.
"Ah, but mine looks worse than it is, and yours could be worse than it is. So you might win. Besides, my head's gone numb anyways," I joke, wishing it were true. Actually, it hurts like a mother. And there aren't advil trees growing nearby.
Hailey lifts the hem of her dress just high enough for me to see the whole bruise. Which looks really bad by the way. "It's not too bad. It looks alot worse than it really is." She assures me, but I shake my head. I know she's trying to play it off, and it really just doesn't look good.
"You want to compare battle injuries. I think you would win." She says, and I send a smile her way, reaching out to press on the bruise.
"Ah, but mine looks worse than it is, and yours could be worse than it is. So you might win. Besides, my head's gone numb anyways," I joke, wishing it were true. Actually, it hurts like a mother. And there aren't advil trees growing nearby.

- FaithfulAngel24
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"Ah, but mine looks worse than it is, and yours could be worse than it is. So you might win. Besides, my head's gone numb anyways," He teases but the pained expression he wears tells me different. His fingertips graze my wound tentatively, and I suck in a sharp intake of air. Not because it hurts. Actually it’s quite the opposite. Having him touch such an overlooked are is more provocative then I’d care to admit. Trying to play it off as non chalantly as possible I flash him a nervous smile. “It’s still a bit…sensitive.” I reply hastingly as I look away. "Let's just call it a tie." I negotiate before turning back to meet his eyes.
"Ah, but mine looks worse than it is, and yours could be worse than it is. So you might win. Besides, my head's gone numb anyways," He teases but the pained expression he wears tells me different. His fingertips graze my wound tentatively, and I suck in a sharp intake of air. Not because it hurts. Actually it’s quite the opposite. Having him touch such an overlooked are is more provocative then I’d care to admit. Trying to play it off as non chalantly as possible I flash him a nervous smile. “It’s still a bit…sensitive.” I reply hastingly as I look away. "Let's just call it a tie." I negotiate before turning back to meet his eyes.

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Hailey sucks in air heavily, and I look up, startled, taking my hand off the bruise. Is she in that much pain? That is not good. “It’s still a bit…sensitive. Let's just call it a tie." She says quickly, looking away, and I shrug, worried I've hurt her but playing it off.
"Well, I need to feel if there's anything unusual in the area, but if it hurts too much now...I can do it later," I tell her, thinking about all that first aid training cops have to take. I could probably save all of these people...maybe if I cloned myself. And if there was a doctor around, that would be nice...
"Sorry if I hurt you," I tell her quickly, feeling bad. I'm used to checking guys for injuries when need be, and most have a higher pain tolerance.
Hailey sucks in air heavily, and I look up, startled, taking my hand off the bruise. Is she in that much pain? That is not good. “It’s still a bit…sensitive. Let's just call it a tie." She says quickly, looking away, and I shrug, worried I've hurt her but playing it off.
"Well, I need to feel if there's anything unusual in the area, but if it hurts too much now...I can do it later," I tell her, thinking about all that first aid training cops have to take. I could probably save all of these people...maybe if I cloned myself. And if there was a doctor around, that would be nice...
"Sorry if I hurt you," I tell her quickly, feeling bad. I'm used to checking guys for injuries when need be, and most have a higher pain tolerance.
