ellie (
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paradisalogs2014-03-14 07:55 am
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Who: Ellie (
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What: Teaching babby how to swim!
When: Early afternoon
Where: The Pool!
Rating: We'll say PG-13 for Ellie's terrible language.
[ She was familiar with fresh air, but nothing like this. The sun is shining, there's a calm breeze, and they're surrounded by anything but disarray, decay, and danger. Ellie's been here a few days, and while it's been strange and almost impossible to adjust to this new, safer way of life, she can't say she hates it. Going to sleep in a clean bed, waking up to a working shower and clean clothes... It's a life she never thought she'd ever lead. This must be what it was like for Joel and Tess before the infection hit. ]
[ Joel had made his promises in their world-- That he would teach her how to play guitar and swim, be with her while she grew up in Tommy's safe haven. There are tons of complications and nitty-gritty bullshit that loom over her shoulders, but the comfort of this place has seemed to put that on hold. For now. ]
[ She picks something simple for her swim: a pair of swim trunks that drape over her knees, a fitting red tank top, and her hair in the usual pulled-back style. She's never worn flip-flops before, but she can see how they're pretty cool for the summertime. ]
[ Ellie stands on the cold tile by the pool, her hands clenching the hem of her shirt and nervously wringing the fabric. ]
Wow... Pool's pretty deep, huh?
[ She stares at her reflection in the deep-end, and Ellie feels her gut clench at the idea of going anywhere near that side. ]
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What: Teaching babby how to swim!
When: Early afternoon
Where: The Pool!
Rating: We'll say PG-13 for Ellie's terrible language.
[ She was familiar with fresh air, but nothing like this. The sun is shining, there's a calm breeze, and they're surrounded by anything but disarray, decay, and danger. Ellie's been here a few days, and while it's been strange and almost impossible to adjust to this new, safer way of life, she can't say she hates it. Going to sleep in a clean bed, waking up to a working shower and clean clothes... It's a life she never thought she'd ever lead. This must be what it was like for Joel and Tess before the infection hit. ]
[ Joel had made his promises in their world-- That he would teach her how to play guitar and swim, be with her while she grew up in Tommy's safe haven. There are tons of complications and nitty-gritty bullshit that loom over her shoulders, but the comfort of this place has seemed to put that on hold. For now. ]
[ She picks something simple for her swim: a pair of swim trunks that drape over her knees, a fitting red tank top, and her hair in the usual pulled-back style. She's never worn flip-flops before, but she can see how they're pretty cool for the summertime. ]
[ Ellie stands on the cold tile by the pool, her hands clenching the hem of her shirt and nervously wringing the fabric. ]
Wow... Pool's pretty deep, huh?
[ She stares at her reflection in the deep-end, and Ellie feels her gut clench at the idea of going anywhere near that side. ]
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So uh, guess that means we're moving down yonder, huh?