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Post by Lauren on May 30, 2010 16:30:00 GMT
"It's not a lack of faith in you, but a lack of faith in Jack," Bailey told her. "You want to save Jack so you can get all smoochy with him, even though he'd glady let me die. Just don't involve me in your plans of how to get as many men in your bed as possible," Bailey grunted, standing up and picking up his bottle of rum and walking to his cabin.
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Post by Daz on May 30, 2010 16:33:26 GMT
I frown a little, standing as well.. "I thought you wern't bothered about it." I follow him.. "Ye didn't say a thing.. and neither did I. Ye know it wern't me that kissed him.. I don't know what he was doing.. why are you playing the 'whore' card with me now?" I frown, annoyed.. but trying not to yell incase someone hears.. "Since when did you give a damn?!"
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Post by Lauren on May 30, 2010 18:19:02 GMT
"I don't give a damn, but I won't risk my life to further your sex life," Bailey grunted, shutting the door behind him.
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Post by Daz on May 30, 2010 18:22:31 GMT
I glare at the door.. "You know.. you're not making a very convincing husband right now. I don't know what you're suddenly in a mood about. You should be happy.. we're safe."
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Post by Lauren on May 30, 2010 18:27:05 GMT
"Actually you'll find I'm making a very convincing husband right now," Bailey grunted in response, but gave her no more than that.
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Post by Daz on May 30, 2010 22:34:35 GMT
I stand there silently, pale-faced and not sure whether I'm annoyed or upset right now..
"It seems to me like you're sulking. You're being a child, Bailey.. shutting yourself away because I didn't agree with you. I'm entitled to my own opinions.. you have no right to mock me so harshy for them.."
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Post by Lauren on May 31, 2010 14:55:12 GMT
Bailey growled, feeling his anger rise. "Maybe if you kept your goddamn opinions to yourself once in while. Not everybody wants to know what you think all the time."
Quinn sat on the beach, inspecting her fingers. The sun was setting, they should be setting off soon. But she was still mad with Jack and didn't particularly want to be on that raft with him.
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Post by jarofdirt on May 31, 2010 15:45:40 GMT
Those left on the island were indeed ready to go, and as they began hauling the rafts into the surf, their movements illuminated by the setting sun, Jack scanned the beach for Quinn. She was the only one unaccounted for.
"Oi, Quinn!" he called, waving a hand to get her attention. "Coming with us, love?" he asked jokingly, unaware that she had seen him kiss Cleo and of her subsequent anger.
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Post by Lauren on May 31, 2010 16:16:56 GMT
"Yeah," Quinn said quietly, pushing herself to her feet and patting the sand off her body as she walked along the beach.
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Post by jarofdirt on May 31, 2010 16:23:25 GMT
Jack frowned a bit as Quinn approached, swaying in place as the tides pushed against him. His better arm held the lead rope of his raft, keeping it from floating away. "Wha''s the matter? You don't seem too terribly excited to finally be gettin' away from 'ere."
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