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Kim... visibely wasn't up for going to go axe the trails herself, at the slight face she made when he mentionned it.

It faded quickly, however, with the arival of the other girl. Visibely they knew each other... She smilled, but otherwise remained sillent.

She grinned even more at his wounded stance over everything. She pat his shoulder and slung out the chair next to him sitting down. "You know I'm only teasing you big lug..."

She turned her attention then to the girl and held her hand out across the table. "The name's Awen Zyn, pleasure to meet you." Though she smiled she started wondering. She gave Jamal a glance from the corner of her eye wondering if he had told her anything about hte island yet, not thinking the gaze could be misinterpreted at all.

"When ain't you teasin' me," he said, holding his wounded expression just long enough to cover that statement, then he gave a characteristic Jamal smirk and settled back in his chair, watching the two girls. He caught Awen's out-of-the-corner look and his lip twitched before he mouthed a very discrete "no" and shook his head ever so slightly in hopes it wouldn't be noticed.

"Kim says she be inta that gamin' stuff like you be, Awen," he said, trying to help them find some common ground and maybe have a little bit of conversation. "Bet you two could both beat the s**t outta me in a game instead of jus' you, Awen."

"Well im not exactly... super good or anything..." Apparently, the change of topic was enough to get her to forget all about the sillent communication... expecially because of the subject involved.

"Im more into rpgs and things like that..." She glanced at the time on her clap-on watch, and sighed a bit.

"Not like im bored, but I have alot of things to set up still..." The little twinkle in her eye told them it was probabely things Awen would ratter enjoy. "So ill catch you both later, okay ?"

After waiting for their answers, she headed back torward her duplex.

((Sleep soon))

Awen waved a little bit. "See you around Kim. Hope to play you sometime." She grinned and leaned back on her chair.

Thinking better she scooter her chair closer to Jamal and leaned against his shoulder. "Let me win...ppfft." She giggled and glanced up at him. "You're about as good at video games as I am at speaking ghetto.... decent, but not great." Taking a deep breath she nuzzled his shoulder.

How many more people was the Doctor going to bring to the island...? When will enough...be enough? She couldn't break it to her then, bad subject change really. She'll probably have to talk to her later, after all they were neighbours.

" How the heck are you supposed to find anything here?"

Chubbs was walking around in the village. rugged up in his usual sweater and jeans, looking around the building. He decided to set up his punching bag, which he was carrying. It was heavy, but he didnt want to run back and forth trying to get the right gear for the job. So hoisted on his shoulder the bag sat.

Chubbs frowned, he'd been walking all over the place. He really needed a map of some kind. The smells from the cafeteria were wafting over his nose. He always had a good smell for food. Looking over at the building, he saw people inside. One was the guy from the day before, he was sure of it. God he fell flat on his face in front of him, Chubbs couldn't help but grow red.

He took the chance to see if either of them knew where the tools were, and walking up to the door, he pulled it open slightly and stuck his head in.

"I ain't countin' on him tellin' anybody anythin'," Jamal said curtly, a flit of displeasure crossing his broad features, lip curled in a similar manner like when he was mouthing 'no'. "I figger he ain't gonna tell peeps cause it prolly betta and more safe fo' him. Da man be a ********' coward. I ain't seen his face once yet. Prolly cause he knows what I done and I ain't afraid to beat his a**." Jamal didn't know that Moreau had been assaulted already once and what the outcome was, but he probably would still stick with his words.

At the mention of people perhaps searching the small band of islanders out, he tried not to be too optimistic. "I figger too dat most of us herr weren't plannin' on stayin' long...so maybe all them searchers get togetha one day and find us. Maybe." He absently brushed her arm with a finger before the sound of the door opening caught his attention.