Lagoon l o v e .. <3

[Kate]

OKay, so I don't know whether Kate and Sawyer had already discovered this lagoon. But I felt like making a post, so I did. So I'm going to post it. Have fun. ;D )

Kate breathed a huge, if slightly theatrical, sigh. She wasn’t exactly radiating positive chi at the moment. She’d just gotten up. And to be honest, she had no idea what time it must be. Somewhere in the morning, she was guessing, about 7.30 am. But it already seemed like afternoon. It already felt like the afternoon. The sun was bright, clear of the horizon, and surprisingly hot for the time of day, which maybe wasn’t really a surprise, seen they were on a tropical island.

She was glad she’d told no one about the lagoon she and Sawyer had found. On a day like this, which seemed to be almost every day on this godforsaken piece of land, it would probably start World war three with every one of the 40-something survivors if she would have told them about this little lake. There would be no privacy left, of the little she had at moments like these. It would be about as touristic as a public pool. A public pool on the weekend in the middle of summer. The sort of public pool that little kids pee in. Disgusted yet? Yea. Thought so.

In any case, she hadn’t told anyone. This afternoon would be between her, and this wonderful lagoon. Walking the entire path from the beach to this place, which had unfortunately slipped away from her memory, was worth it, once she saw the sparkling blue water in front of her.

As the lake came into view, Kate had to resist the temptation to run towards the cold clear water like a little kid running down to the sea, with those big orange floater bands on her arms. She decided not to, in case anyone might have been lurking in the bushes. A smile appeared on Kate’s face as she stepped trough trough some vines and leafs, finding the lagoon and it’s sparkling waterfall again. It was deserted. Kate let out a relieved sigh and went forward to the cold rocks.

Kate stood by the waters’ edge for a few seconds, before losing her patience and beginning to undress. Just for a moment, she hesitated. She had forgotten about the bodies they had found at the bottom. But the morning was so hot, and the water was so heavenly cold, sharks probably wouldn’t have stopped her from getting undressed and jumping in right now. She got caught in her own jeans as she lost her balance and hopped over to the water’s edge, one foot still stuck in her jeans. Oh shit, oh shit.

*SPLASH*

She resurfaced and took a gasp for some breath once she had reached the air. An even bigger smile crept upon her face. She pulled her foot out of it’s uncomfortable squished-between-Kate’s legs-and-jeans-position and floated back to the rocks, laying her jeans on them. She turned around and floated on her back, staring up at the cloudless blue sky, and thinking about the poor people back on the beach, making their suffering through heated rays of the sun. It was mean, yes, not to have told anyone. But the thought of little kids, running around wearing floater bands, sailor hats on their little screaming heads, made her not to feel guilty.

This was the life.

[[. lennart .]]

Ice cold eyes explored the young man’s surroundings, who had calmed down in the meanwhile. He was still angry about the plane crashing down in the middle of nowhere, and his mobile not working, yet he had realised being mad wouldn’t improve the situation. Despite that, he couldn’t stop being pissed, but it was less. A little bit. He still felt like exploding every moment though. Even after sleeping about seven hours. Or maybe just because. He had spent his first night ever outside, without a bed, without blankets, without anything at all to keep him warm. He hadn’t really needed it, but a blanket, just because, would have been nice.
With his hands in his pockets, the male proceeded, kicking at dead branches lying on the ground, in his way. He hadn’t seen a single sign of life ever since he had waken up. It might be strange, his attitude, but all he could think about was how mad his customer would be when finding out the sword he had ordered wouldn’t arrive.

Unconciously Lennart’s hand appeared out of the trousers’ pocket and wandered to the hilt of the foil, attached to his belt. Well, if anything would occur, the battle ready companion might be useful. He snorted. Like anything would happen on this – this what ? Was it an island, a whole continent, perhaps even the Amazone Forest ? He didn’t know, and how should he. The city was his home, not some place crowded with trees, and whatever else might be here. He looked up to the sky, but didn’t see anything but branches and leaves, blocking sight. He didn’t know what time it was. He didn’t know how long he had been walking. Not very long, as he had only woken up a while ago. But that didn’t say anything. It had been dark when Lennart had decided to have some sleep, and it could be 6 am, or almost noon. And he was thirsty. It was something strange for Lennart, to be thirsty. He could drink a small glass of water along with eating breakfast, and that was enough until late at night, when he would often go to a bar to drink something with friends.

His eyes flashed to his left as he heard a loud splash. Water ? Something that had splashed into the water. Someone ? Lennart usually wasn’t the most social person, but it would be really nice to see someone right now, just to know there were other survivors of his flight. For if there weren’t any, Lennart was as good as dead. He couldn’t take care of himself. He adjusted his course a little bit and turned to the left, not even thinking about what he would find. It could be a dangerous creature as well. But that thought didn’t even cross his mind. Then he saw it. A beautiful lake. With lots of water. And a woman swimming. She was good-looking, but Lennart wasn’t thinking about that either right now. All he could think of was how amazing it was. Water, and a person. A pretty good start of the day.

[Kate]

Kate's head snapped up ass he heard rustling in the bushes. What was that? It had only been a soft sound, yet she knew it was something for sure. She focused on the treeline, trying to spot anything moving. A creature, a person, it both wouldn't be very good news. Either she would get eaten, or someone would've discovered this lake. And the thought of having to share this wonderful lake with the other 48 survivors was horrible. But then again, óne more person couldn't hurt.

Her eyes widened as a guy came walking out of the bushes. He looked pretty surprised to have found this place, and her. Kate swam over to the rocks and climbed out of the water, her long brown hair swinging in front of her face. She stood still at the water's edge and looked at the guy. "Hi." She said, tilting her head to the right slightly. She didn't remember seeing this man before, anywhere. But he had to be one of the survivors. Ofcourse he was. Because, who else would it be?

(uhm.. bit sucky..)

[[. lennart .]]

-- nah, not at all, I've seen much worse . . . including mine sometimes --

It must have been a funny sight, Lennart staring at the woman and the pool as if he had never seen such things before. And even though it wasn’t that long ago yet, to him it seemed like years. Actually, he didn’t know how long it had been. He remembered the commotion when the plane was going down, then nothing, until he had awoken yesterday. How many days it had been was still a mystery to him. He swallowed, having a dry mouth from the lack of water. But storming towards the water wouldn’t be Lennart. He was a control freak. Starting with self control. So, he just stayed standing there, flicking his skull as his onyx bangs blocked a part of his vision.

The woman’s tones, after she had come out of the water, brought the male back to this world. Here was someone to talk to, maybe she would even be able to bring him to others who had survived the plane crash, and to food. Although he still had his cookies. But if she would know other people from the plane crash, if she would know where there were, would she be here, all alone ? Maybe she was lost as well.

Hi,

Vocals escaped his voice boxes, not the least French accent. Of course, it was only one two-letter-word. But that didn’t stop Lennart from feeling proud. Kind of. A small, hardly visible smile curled the corners of his lips, as he always did, in greeting, and showing he felt glad to see someone. He could enjoy being alone, but not when he knew he couldn’t get near others. You don’t know how much you love something until it is taken away, one says. True words, to Lennart anyway. And he made a silent vow at that moment. He would never reject someone’s company ever again.