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[gamer-anon.livejournal.com]

[The beach, the water, the blue sky...it's paradise. In theory. Because one man's paradise is another man's hell, and that man would be Matt. The only possible, logical reason for him to be sitting on the beach, his towel spread out between him and that cursed sand, is that he's under orders to do so.

He looks miserable.

And pissed.

And his nose is covered in sunscreen.

Matt takes a drag from his cigarette before letting it rest on a small plastic ashtray. He reaches for a neon green gun and points it at his head, closing his eyes before pulling the trigger. Squirt! The stream of cold water hits his cheek, and there's very very temporary relief from the heat.

Matt reaches for his cigarette, but it's not exactly where he left it. The ashtray has mysteriously 'grown' eight legs and is walking away.

Anyone for crab legs?]

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[in person}]

[jadedserpent.livejournal.com]

[Snape walks by, a book under his arm and his head bowed. He's wearing a t-shirt now, and a large palm frond floats over his head, shading him from the sun.

He stops for a moment as a crab with an ashtray on its back scuttles by. He watches it go, then studies its trail in the sand. On the other end is a miserable-looking boy on a beach towel.

Snape scrutinizes him momentarily, and says nothing.]

[In Person]

[radical-edward0.livejournal.com]

Crabby is escaping!

[Where did that come from? Looking around Matt won't see her. Not unless he also looks up. About 30 feet away from Matt and ten feet up another palm tree sits Ed. She is straddling the rough bark wearing her bathing suit (http://www.swimoutlet.com/product_p/9099.htm), goggles, snorkel, and flippers. Her bright yellow inner tube is sitting on top of the tree, a few stiff palm leaves shoved through it. Ed clearly tried to put the rubber tube around the tree but discovered the hole was too small. Not to be discouraged she did as best she could]

Running away, running away, running-running away-away. Aunning rway!

[In Person]

[worldsrunnerup.livejournal.com]

[Mello chuckles as he approaches, dripping wet and wrapped in a zebra print towel]

You look happy.