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| DarthHaggis | Feb 6 2009, 09:53 PM Post #1 |
The Artist Formerly Known as Arzt
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Previously, on LOST HAM RPG WALT - Is that snow on the ground? I'm gonna freeze if I don't find someplace warm. I wish I were someplace warmer! Walt looked down again... but there was no longer snow on the ground. In fact, there was no water of any kind around. Walt looked around, and saw he was in fact someplace warmer-- in the middle of a desert. Karl - “You’re bringing me with you,” I say. Alex won’t like it, but I’m going back. And I’m gonna kill that jerk. (to Karl from Ben)“If you want to go back, I’m going to need your help.” “...Your dad wants me to get something for him. But first we have to hook up with a few people.” Miles - Miles opened his eyes... Daniel Faraday looked down at Miles, and together the two exclaimed to each other simultaneously, "You're alive!" Jin & Sun - 'Where to next my love?' 'Home, Jin. Let's go home.' Desmond - Desmond could hear the service going on inside. "Do you, Pennelope Elizabeth Widmore, take (Kelvin) this man, to be your lawfully wedded Husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health?" ...“Penny it’s ME! DESMOND! I’M ALIVE! I’VE BEEN ON AN ISLAND FOR THE PAST FOUR YEARS! HEY GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!” ...DAN: “The island sent you back for a reason. It’s trying to tell you something. Until you find out what that reason is, you must stay away from anyone you know. It may even already be too late.” DES: “Too late for what?” DAN: “Altering your future.” Penny: As ‘The Searcher’ pulled away from the dock, Penny looked up at the full moon, “I haven’t forgotten about you Des. I’ll never forget about you.” Jack - Kellerman pointed the gun at her face, "You are gonna operate on this man right now!! Do you understand?!" "We need to go to The Staff," (Juliet responded). Ana & Ni(pple)cole - Ana and Nicole ran down to the sea and started shouting before the boat could take off. "You sleep okay?" "Better than I have in a long time...It's the first time in my life that I've been with my family" Locke - “What is your purpose on this island Omar... who (is your) employer?” "Benjamin Linus." Cindy - ”Your journey is a noble one. Trust that you will arrive eventually. Do not leave these people. You are to walk with them for this part of your journey. You will know when your time is over. The fires of hatred and pain are coming to you soon. Only you have the power to quench those fires, Cindy. Quench those fires with your love and your curiosity. In doing so, you will save the life of one, and the souls of two." Sayid - Rose kicked off her sandals and lowered herself into the water. 'Would you call me strange, Sayid if I told you I had a secret.' 'We all have secrets Rose.' 'How about if I said I couldn't die?' He glanced down at the pool, now completely frozen. She was now just a blur in the middle of the pond and not an inch of her was above water. 'Where are you?' (to a baby crying)He stepped up onto the toilet seat... yes, it was coming from the ceiling... removing a panel from the ceiling... He stuck his head up into the tiny space above. Wrapped in a Dharma scarf, Aaron's tiny little hand caught Sayid's nose. Edited by DarthHaggis, Feb 10 2009, 06:06 PM.
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| JoeyLostDharma | Feb 7 2009, 07:48 PM Post #2 |
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Ana Day 37 - Entry 1 Ana woke up, on the boat. She shivered a bit. It was still cold, but not as cold. The weather, it's so weird here, Ana thought. One minute it's sunny, gorgous tropical island, the next it's the friggin North Pole. Nevermind, they were gonna get outta here soon. Soon Ana thought She looked down at Nicole, her daughter. Daughter. That still hadn't fully sunk in. It was all so overwhelming, the events of the last few days, weeks even. Ana hadn't exactly made much friends here on the island. She didn't fit in too well. She'd made mistakes. There wasn't much to live for on the island. But when you have a child, your life changes, it really does, and Ana is no different. She looked down at Nicole, who was sleeping. So peaceful. Ana then turned back and saw Ethan also in the boat. "Hello" "Hey" "They're taking their time, aren't they?" "Yeah" he said. |
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| CharliePaceMBE | Feb 7 2009, 08:04 PM Post #3 |
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Gabriel And Libby Day 37- Interupted Gabriel had obtained a 9mm from Sayid due to the armoury containing the other guns being locked. After a warm goodbye from Sayid, Nathan, Shannon and Claire they set off. Gabriel was in front of Libby. The first couple of minutes were extremely nerve racking, stepping into the unknown. After adjusting to the light and the atmosphere they began to become more cheery. At times Libby would grab onto Gabriel’s arm and put it around herself. They were beginning to show the love they had once had all those years ago. Libby even had the cheek to pinch his backside, causing him to turn around and flick her in the nose. Pulling each other closer they kissed passionately. Gabriel was glad Libby was with him… They were feeling so great that they momentarily forgot that they were in a deserted subway tunnel in the pitch black. Nonetheless they were glad to be in each others company once again. The frolicking and laughing lasted for the next few hours as they slowly made the ground they needed in order to reach the Orchid within the next two days. As they began to lose their energy they became more and more quiet, finally reaching the appropriate noise level for the situation. This gave them the ability to listen to their surroundings. What they heard made their hearts sink. A voice could be hard behind them. The voice however was singing… |
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| efc91 | Feb 8 2009, 02:58 PM Post #4 |
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Martin "King Kong" Keamy - "Darkness" Keamy had searched the subway all night he didn't want to rest, he didn't need it he had learn t a lot about the island and how to survive on it he knew more about the place than most people. The subway was new however, it had be constructed in the time after he teleported back, probably Dharma, he thought. He hadn't shouted anything in a while so he decided to shout again. "I know your down here, I'm a excellent tracker" He saw foot prints on the floor there was two sets one was of a woman and the other a man. He followed them carefully he knew he was getting close. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Can you hear anything" "No I think we lost him, I cant hear a thing" "That scares me, come on Libby we need to get to the Orchid, fast" Gabriel and Libby hurried away toward the Orchid... BANG! "JACKPOT" Keamy shouted. Gabriel was shocked he looked back and saw Libby motionless on the floor, she was bleeding fast from her back. He could see Keamy but he knew Keamy could see him. "Show yourself" Keamy stepped out of the darkness, poor Gabriel was looking the wrong way he didn't know the man was behind him. "Boo" Keamy said quietly behind his head. Gabriel jumped back out of his skin. "I'm not scared of you" He squared up to Keamy. "Well clearly you are otherwise you wouldn't have just screamed like a woman" "Huh, that was Libby and you killed her" "Oh what a shame, why don't you go cry about it and do you realize how pathetic you look squaring up to me like your Goliath. I could squash you like a bug" Keamy gave Gabriel a little push, nothing much just a small push and Gabriel went flying to the ground. rolled up in a ball like a hedgehog trying to protect himself he starting to cry "Please don't kill me, I don't deserve to Dieeee" Keamy kicked Gabriel and started to scare him even more. BANG! "Ah!" Gabriel looked to see that Keamy had been shot. Two bold men came running to poor Gabriel it was Locke and some other man he was in army uniform like the crazy dude who just bullied him. "Are you ok?" Locked asked. "I am now thanks" "No problem, where has that man gone?" "Keamy" Omar interrupted. "He ran off back down that way" Gabriel pointed to where he ran to. "Come on we gotta get out of here" the three men ran off before Keamy could return but unfortunately Keamy was already spying in the darkness. "Is that all you got" He said to himself as he looked at his wound, he kept to the side and followed the three men carefully so he couldn't be spotted.  Edited by efc91, Feb 8 2009, 03:08 PM.
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| WildBillKO | Feb 9 2009, 02:35 PM Post #5 |
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Miles Day 37-1 (overnight to early morning hours) Just cause you got the monkey off your back doesn't mean the circus has left town.-- George Carlin After a stunned look at each other, Miles and Faraday made their way silently to the only permanent shelter Miles was convinced would be warm-- the construction bunker inside the cave Ben had led them to a couple days before. Upon arrival at the cave, Miles was distressed to find that the door was locked. Fortunately, he was able to do a bit of "consulting" with his friends from the other side, and ascertained the passcode to move into the armth of the bunker. It was still very dark inside the entrance; Miles broke the tension by yelling "BOO!" in Faraday's ear. This led to Faraday becoming a bit nervous... let's just say the warmth on his leg was from a natural source. "Same old Straume, I see," laughed Dan, hastily wiping off his leg. "Even if you are a bit confused. Seriously, have you been eating OK while you've been here?" "Sure," responded Miles, and then he thought for a moment. "Come to think of it, all I've had to eat over the pas two days is a couple bites of a half eaten ham sandwich. My rations ran out three days ago. I could use some grub. Any ideas?" Faraday handed over a full days worth of K-rations, which if Faraday had been eating them properly, he would also have run out three days prior. "Dude, have YOU been eating OK?" "I eat what I need, buddy. Look at me-- I'm not the picture of a huge metabolic need. You guys doing the fighting need a ton more than I do." "True, but you've gotta be starving man. Let me at least split this with you." Miles was genuinely concerned about his comrade. "Nah, I'm good. Eat up, and let's get some rest. Tomorrow we might be in the middle of a volcano or something." Miles considered Dan's point, and agreed that it would be a good idea to get some shuteye. Later in the early morning hours, he was awakened by the sound of a man's footsteps. Miles opened one eye slowly, and saw Dan looking wide awake, pacing back and forth, tensed up like a squirrel that just drank a bottle of soda**. Dan appeared to stick his finger in a small pouch, hold it to his nose, inhale deeply, and then put the pouch away. He seemed to get quite the burst of energy, and looked more relaxed at the same time. Miles groggily rolled over, sat up and asked, "Dan, I though you kicked that stuff years ago?" **Over the Hedge reference, for those scoring at home. Edited by WildBillKO, Feb 9 2009, 02:37 PM.
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| HaggisInDraggis | Feb 9 2009, 04:25 PM Post #6 |
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Day 37-1 – Cindicus Maximus “This isn’t working,” Goodwin declared as he, Harper, Ryan and Cindy sat down in their new headquarters at the Orchid. “The cold too much for you, Goodwin?” Ryan jibed. “We can’t do anything topside. Do we know where we are located yet?” “Judging by how dark it’s been, I’d have to say northern hemisphere. I assume in the Arctic Circle somewhere,” Harper said. Cindy tried to remember her geography and how the earth tilted, but that was not information she had committed to her near photographic memory. The skank made sense though. “It doesn’t matter. We need to move it again. We can’t stay here.” “Who’s going to do it though?” Ryan asked. Everyone remained silent. Goodwin nor Harper volunteered. Neither did Ryan seem likely. They all looked at Cindy. There was no way. What would happen to her? She supposed she could go back to Oceanic Airlines, but how would she explain all that? And her diabetes, would that come back. No, no, and no. “It has to be you Cindy,” Goodwin said. “That’s why you’re here.” Cindy’s chest began to tremor inside of her, and she felt her lungs closing. She couldn’t breathe. And she could NOT go back. Not now, not ever. “If you don’t,” Harper contributed, “Everything on the island could die.” If it wasn’t for Cindy’s panic, she would have seen the evil glint in Harper’s eye. Edited by DarthHaggis, Feb 9 2009, 05:26 PM.
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| CharliePaceMBE | Feb 9 2009, 05:37 PM Post #7 |
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Locke Day 37- A Nemesis made Locke’s pistol was still smoking from shooting this Keamy guy. He felt as though he arrived at the perfect time. The three of them walked at a high pace down the tunnel, further and further away from Keamy. He couldn’t help but ask Gabriel what he was doing alone in the subway, especially with such mad men wondering about. “What are you doing alone here Gabriel?” “I wasn’t alone… I was with Libby but that bastard killed her!” He began to cry. “I’m sorry Gabriel” Omar sincerely put in. “Why were you and Libby in the subway and not back at the swan with the others? We heard you leave a few hours ago and thought we better keep an eye on you” “We were heading to the Orchid; I need to find some answers about the other day’s events. How about you two?” “We are going to the Flame to try and communicate with someone off the island, to see how we can save it.” “Looks like were on the same page then. Do you mind if I tag along with you guys, until I get to the Orchid?” “Sure man come along. We could use the company” Omar cheerily responded. In his mind Locke couldn’t help think that Keamy was watching them. Maybe he will prove to become a nuisance to him. He will have to deal with threats like this in order to fulfil his destiny… |
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| Heimdall | Feb 9 2009, 07:35 PM Post #8 |
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Day 37-1 – Ben Linus “Well,” Ben said as he stood abruptly from the breakfast table, “I suppose I’ll be going.” Ben reached into his bag and pulled out some business cards. He handed them to Sun and Jin. “If you have need of me, you can contact me using these.” Jin and Sun looked at the cards then each other. “We’re just letting him leave?” Sun whispered to Jin. “The whole reason we got off the island was because Arzt was trying to capture him!” “No, dear,” Ben interrupted before Jin could speak. “We got off the island because the island willed it. Why? I do not know. But I’m going to make sure the island wills me to go back. Contact me if you want to join me.” “Why would we want that?” Jin asked. Ben looked at Jin with a look of honest curiosity. “Why wouldn’t you?” Ben walked to the docks and rented a jet ski using cash after he made a stop at the hotel’s internet café. No one from the island was there to answer. He left information on the usual websites and tried to access the island’s security system, but access was denied. What was wrong with old smokey? He wondered. Ben loaded the jet ski with his bag and he donned a wet suit. It was now October 29, and the summer was starting to heat up in the southern hemisphere. Nonetheless, there was no telling how long he would be out on the sea. He hopped on the jet ski and rode for about an hour straight out to sea. Nary a boat was out this far. He reached back into his bag and removed a black rod. He twisted it two or three times and hooked it to a chain. He dropped it under water, and he could hear it hum with a soft pinging. About four hours later, Ben had fallen asleep. He applied sunscreen to his pasty white face and simply sat on the broad ocean, drifting at sea. He could no longer see Fiji, but he wasn’t altogether interested in going back. A storm was coming on the horizon and he was vaguely worried. He checked his watch. A few drops of rain struck him, and he wondered if maybe he should go back to Fiji. He discarded that thought, however, as the water began bubbling and he felt the uneasy chill running down his back. A submarine rose to the surface of the water, and its top hatch opened. “Mr. Linus,” a tall man with a Russian accent said from the top of a submarine sail. “Welcome to the Exodus. We have confirmed that the island is no longer at the coordinates: 15 degrees, 23' 42" North, and 158 degrees, 15' 23" East.” “Very good,” Ben said as he tossed his bag to the submariner. He climbed up the ladder to the top hatch of the sail. “Let’s go get some readings done then.” |
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| DarthHaggis | Feb 9 2009, 08:16 PM Post #9 |
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Day 37-1 Karl, Alex and… friends I look at the card Linus gave me. Alex glances about nervously. “Are you sure this is it?” she asks. “That’s what your dad said,” I answer, not together assured myself. The address seems right. This is a little odd to me, though. Even though I wasn’t born there, I have no ‘off-island’ memories. Me and Alex both have really never been off. And here Linus is, ordering us around, expecting us to be able to ride in planes, and take taxis and survive. It’s scary. It’s also exciting. I knock on the door four times. “Who the hell is it?” a rough voice calls out. “My name is Karl Arzt,” I say, adopting my father’s surname. Alex is startled by it. It feels good to use it. “What, are you selling papers or something? I don’t want any! Get out of here!” “I was sent here to help you.” “I don’t need no help from no g-- d--- kids,” the man’s voice declared. “Just open the door,” another voice, a female, begs. “I’m sick of running.” The door opens, but is stopped by a chain lock. A man with a bad beard glares out. “You armed?” he demands. “No,” I lie. I haven’t shown Alex the weapon Linus gave me. I’m hoping I won’t need it, but this guy is just like her dad said. ”Don’t be intimidated by him,” Ben said to me. “He’ll blow a lot of hot air at you. Use the girl to get to him. He’ll help you, but he has to feel like it’s in his best interests.” “How am I supposed to convince him of that?” “Karl,” he said levelly. “This is important. If you want to be with my daughter, and more importantly, if you want to get back to the island, you are going to have to show me you can handle responsibility. I’m trusting you to use your brain on this one. I assume you are up for it.” <<gulp>> Alex and I go inside the shabby little motel room. The man closes the door behind me and locks it – deadbolt, regular lock, and the chain lock. Mold has attached itself to the corners of the room, and old wallpaper curls and peels off of the wall in several places. A lady (pretty hot) sits on the bed. I try not to stare at her legs, especially with Alex here. “Have they found you here?” I ask on an instinct. “Do they know you’re here?” “I’m not sure how you even know I’m here. Who are you?” “Men like Mr. Widmore have a lot of enemies, Dean. I work for- excuse me - am working with one of those enemies. I can take you someplace where you will be safe from Mr. Widmore once and for all.” “What about her?” he inclines his head towards the woman. “We can take Jessica, too.” |
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| WildBillWalto | Feb 9 2009, 08:23 PM Post #10 |
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El Walto, Day 37-1 "Why are you crying, young man?" That voice sounds familiar, but strange at the same time. It sounds kind of like Mom. Walt turned around to see a woman of African descent riding a horse. "Why don't you hop on, and we can get out of here and to someplace... not so warm." Well, if I don't go with her, who knows when someone else will be here-- wherever here is. "OK, thank you." "Such nice manners," said the lady as she helped Walt onto the horse. "Have you ever ridden a horse before?" "No ma'am," replied Walt. Of course, I thought riding a hang glider would be cool too... and it was, right until we crashed. Here's hoping she's a better driver than Miles. "Walt, do you know why you're here?" How does she know... I should just get used to everyone knowing my name. It will save me some thoughts. "No ma'am." "Well, I'll fill you in on the ride to civilization. By the way, my name is Mrs. Klugh." |
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| CharliePaceMBE | Feb 9 2009, 08:39 PM Post #11 |
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Gabriel Day 37- Their Mission... She couldn’t be… Libby was dead. She had been taken from him so abruptly. His heart was crushed. In a way Gabriel wished that Locke hadn’t come to his rescue. He wished he had been killed with Libby, that way all this pain he had caused would be at an end. That would however be the coward’s way out. “No I have to fix the mess I am responsible for. My ignorance has got in the way too many times.” “What’s that man?” “It doesn’t matter; I’m just talking to myself.” He felt like his mission was only a fragment of the overall plan to save the island; he felt that what Locke and Omar were doing could hold the key he needed to fill in the gaps of his knowledge. “Hey John may I ask who you are trying to communicate with?” “We are trying to get contact from Benjamin. He knows more about this Island than we do, he knew that it was possible to move it, we need to know what he knows.” “So you think Ben knows what must be done to save this place?” “I cannot be sure. I do however know that Ben is our best hope of finding the answer” “Hey guys can we cut the chit chat, if you hadn’t noticed we have been attacked twice in this subway in the past two days. I’m thinking it just may happen again. So would you please shut your traps for one second?” “Certainly” “Of course sorry Omar, you’re right” “So that is what there up to. They plan on getting answers from Linus. Maybe what I plan to do is more important. I believe that they are looking for the answer I already know. I must move the island again” |
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| CharliePaceMBE | Feb 9 2009, 08:42 PM Post #12 |
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Omar Day 37- Men of Importance “Man these guys are annoying. What is Ben thinking in wanting them kept alive?” Omar was on the freighter. He was alone in his cabin trying to get some sleep. Just as he was falling asleep his reserve phone beeped. Picking it up he knew who it was. “Hello Benjamin” “Omar I have some names for you” “What names?” “The names of those that must be kept alive at any cost. They will be needed in the aftermath of these events.” “Go ahead I’m listening” “The first is John Locke. He has proven that he is willing to do whatever is necessary to save the island. The next is known by two different names, Gabriel or Cameron. He is a strange one in that he was on this island at the height of the Dharma initiative. I do now know exactly what he knows but I need you to stay out of his way.” “Right so John Locke and Gabriel” “That’s right Omar. Do not at any circumstance allow them to be killed. If they are then your mission will fail” “You underestimate me Benjamin” “Now isn’t the time to measure penis size Omar. Get it done! I will not make contact again until you are on the Island. I cannot risk compromising you.” The phone went dead. “John Locke and Gabriel… these men are the lucky ones…” Back in the Tunnel Omar took out his map. He was trying to estimate how long it would take to reach the Flame. “Hey Gabriel is it?” “That’s right and you are?” “My name is Omar. I thought you might need this” Showing him the map he watched as his face lit up with relief. “This is exactly what I need thank you” “Your welcome my friend. Try not to lose it.” Omar turned with a grin on his face, inside he felt powerful. He knew a lot more than Gabriel thought… |
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| Zsin Dobre | Feb 10 2009, 04:01 PM Post #13 |
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DESMOND Day 37 Entry 1 Desmond ran, trying to do his best to stay out of sight. As luck would have it, there were many back alleys throughout this part of the city. He stopped to rest after feeling he was in the clear. As he leaned up against a wall, trying to catch his breath, he heard footsteps from around the corner, then the creaking of metal hinges, followed by a loud SLAM!... He stiffened up, and tried to remain as still and quiet as he could. After another loud banging sound he thought he could hear weeping. He peered around the corner. There was a woman hunched over near a dumpster with her head in her hands. No one else seemed to be present in the alley. “Miss?...” Desmond prompted as he stepped out from around the corner, “Miss are you alright?”. It was then he noticed the white garment partially hanging out of the large metal container, It’s sequence catching the light. Is that... Is that a wedding dress? Oh no... Desmond thought back to Dan’s warning “Stay away from anyone you know. You may risk altering your future.” The woman wiped her eyes and slowly began to turn around. It only took one look, “You...” she protested. “You ruined my wedding.” She stood up and closed in on Desmond, “It’s over. Because of you he thinks I’m unfaithful, that you’re some secret lover I’ve been having an affair with. We fought about it for hours. Now he’s gone. Because of you!” Desmond took a step back, “I am... I am sorry Penny.” “How do you know my name? Who are you?” Desmond knew any conversation with her could be detrimental, he also realized there was no way he could explain without sounding like a stark raving lunatic. Against his better judgment, his heart won out, “In two years from now, on this day, in the middle of the afternoon, we will meet again in front of the church. Please forgive me until then...” He then turned and ran off. |
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| An Gael | Feb 10 2009, 06:32 PM Post #14 |
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Jin and Sun had returned to their hotel room in the Fiji-Palace Hotel. Sun was seated in front of the mirror, reapplying her make up, Jin was sitting on the bed. 'Should we call Alex and Karl?' she asked behind her tube of mascara. 'No, not yet. Their in the United States; Ben can't have contacted them yet... Besides we gave them our details, we told them to call if they needed. They're good kids...' 'That's I worry...' 'Do you think it will take long?' 'Getting the passports? No, my father made some calls... Whatever I may say about him, he has his uses.' 'We'll be back to Souel before we know it,' smiled Jin, falling back into the mattress. Sun had left for the Immigration office. Ben's calling card poked out of the mirror-frame. The phone suddenly rang. Alex and Karl flashed across Jin's mind, making him leap to the phone. 'Yes?' he demanded. 'Hello Mr. Kwon, we'd just like to remind you that our room-service concludes in an hour, is there anything you'll require from the kitchens? Our specials today include....' Jin breathed a sigh of relief. Their flight was at five in the morning so with little left to do, Jin retired to bed. He had telephoned Desmond but the phone had rang out. For some reason he was hurt. In his line of work he didn't have friends... Correcting himself for being so silly, he climbed into bed. As he drifted off to sleep, he heard a voice. 'Island... Island' Jin sat bolt upright in the bed. It wasn't his imagination. 'Jin....Jin...' His eyes raced around the room. Where was it coming from. The air vent? Someone was out on the balcony! 'Richard says-' Jin swung the balcony door open. But there was nothing but the cool night sky. His heartbeat began to slacken. 'I can't wait to get back to Seoul' he released out loud, closing the door and pulling the shades as something small ad feathery flew in front of the moon. |
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| slick14805 | Feb 10 2009, 07:08 PM Post #15 |
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Jack Shepard Day 37: Entry 1 "What Now?" Jack's eyes opened as he was welcomed by a bright beam of white light. His eyes were still adjusting to the light of the operating room inside The Staff. Jack looked around to see that Juliet and Chris were operating on somebody else! "You're gonna have to stay still! We are just going to pull the bullet off your arm!" It appeared as if Roger had been shot. Chris grabbed some pliers and pulled away at the bullet. Roger screamed in pain. Charlotte and Frank looked on terrified tied to some chairs. "What happened?" Jack got back to his feet. Juliet and Chris seemed surprised. "Jack.... don't you think it's a little early for you to get up?" Jack ignored Juliet's friendly advice and got closer to check out the scene. "What happened? Who shot Roger?!" Kellerman, Tyrese, Arnold, Mahone, and Johnson came barging in to the room looking pissed. "She's gone! No sign of her! How could you be so careless Roger?!" Kellerman snapped at Roger slapping him in the face while Chris pulled the bullet out of him. "I'm sorry.... she just wanted to use the bathroom." Mahone laughed. "You're a disgrace! How could you let a 38 year old woman get close enough to take your gun and shoot you?" Chris had successfully pulled the bullet out now. Juliet poured alcohol on his wound and then began to sow his wound. The five men turned their attention to Jack now. Johnson threw an apple to Jack in which he caught it. "Glad to see your up. An apple a day keeps the doctor away." Johnson smirked and then started doing pull-ups near a pipe that was on the ceiling. Tyrese then started to compete against Johnson. Kellerman rolled his eyes. "That's smart. Do pull-ups on a pipe that could have toxic gas..." "Sorry boss." Johnson and Tyrese both stopped and lightly punched each other in their muscles. Juliet finished sowing Roger up. Jack took a bite out of his apple. "Why do we have these people held captive?" Mahone looked at Kellerman to see if it was okay to answer. "Charlotte Lewis and Frank Lapidus are vital to us. Danielle Rousseau is of no concern to us we just thought having someone that has been on the island for so long could come in handy." "So now what? What do we do now?" "Now we continue exploring this island Jack. Juliet.... do you know where your people live?" "They're not my people. If I tell you where they live will you promise me that you will get me off this island?" Kellerman pointed his gun at her. "You are in no position to make demands here! Now take us to these so-called Barracks!!" "Stop! Juliet just saved my life!" Jack got in the way between Kellerman's gun and Juliet's skull. Chris and Roger also nodded their heads. Kellerman put his gun down. "Are you taking us or not?" Juliet nodded her head. "Yes. I'll take you." Kellerman smiled. "Good. Let's get ready men. We're moving out! Keep an eye for Rousseau and Daniel Faraday!" Edited by slick14805, Feb 10 2009, 07:09 PM.
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