Survivor Profiles

The Big BadAss

*What we have here is an int'restin' sitiation*

The deadline has passed and I've only heard from 4 survivors. What's so interesting about that? Well, we currently have a 4-way tie for who will be ousted.

So, we're gonna extend the deadline until midnight ET tonight (that would be Friday). And if anyone who has already voted would like to change their vote, they're welcome to it.

When you vote, please vote for one of the following 4 survivors: Susan, Jim Reilly, Brady, Isabella.


Tankyouveddymuch.

[Grace watches Brady stumble off in the direction of the camp, his bleached curls gleaming in the moonlight, making him look like some kind of really warped cupid, just as Laura comes out of the bathroom.]

Laura: [Blinking, a little surprised.] You let him go?

[Turns back to Laura, a predatory smile curving her lips.] And why not?

Laura: [A small chill runs through her, with her headache; she's finding it hard to keep up with Grace's quicksilver moods.] He'll tell everyone where we are.

[Takes several steps towards Laura, her eyebrows raised.] I thought that was what you wanted. [She slides one finger down Laura's upper arm and then walks around until she's behind her. Leaning over her shoulder, she whispers in Laura's ear.] Do you really think you can keep my secret?

Laura: [Swallows but straightens slightly, her shoulders setting. Very deliberately, she turns around and takes a step backwards.] Don't toy with me, Grace. If you think you can treat me like some kind of plaything for your amusement, you're very much mistaken. I won't be manipulated.

[Narrows her eyes for a moment, shimmering gold in the candle light, and then she laughs.] All right. If you promise not to tell, I promise to be on my best behaviour. [A little smirk appears.] You especially must promise not to tell the divine Mr. Donovan. Do you think you can keep him in the dark, Laura dear?

cont'd from above

Laura: [Her lips purse slightly.] If you stay away from him, I'll have no reason to tell him.

[Eyebrows lift unconsciously but the smile is still evident.] You drive a hard bargain.

Laura: I'm not a fool. You'd do well to remember that.

[Her smile broadens, approaching something close to genuine.] I know it very well Laura. That's why I like you.

Laura: [An unexpected smile curls her own lips.] I'd hate to be someone you didn't like, in that case.

[Laughs.] Like Hope, you mean?

Laura: Honey, no-one *likes* Hope.

So I noticed. [Notices the sparkle in Laura's eyes.] Oh, Laura. You'd better watch out or the lovely Shane will find out just what a bad girl you really are. [Sees the blush that creeps over Laura's cheeks.] Or has he already?

Laura: [Rolling her eyes and deftly changing the subject.] So, are we going back to camp then?

[Shrugs inconclusively.] Do you think you're up to walking back tonight?

Laura: [Runs a mental checklist and then nods.] I think so.

[Carefully.] All right. [Looks around the cabin and then back at Laura.] Camp it is then.





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