The Deck ; Tuesday Evening

[necroslacker]

So, they were in Egypt now. Right, Sam was just going to stop trying to make sense of this magically moving island and it's time traveling ways. He wasn't even going to try explaining it to Ramon and Frank because all he'd get were blank looks and concern that was finally cracking up after everything that had happened the past few months.

Yeah, Sam was just going to keep the nature of the island to himself. It was bad enough Ashley and Brooke could pop up at anytime and pester him until he explained. That was more Brooke than Ashley since Ashley's patience wasn't that long.

The good thing about Egypt was that the weather had warmed up a lot and now he could sit outside on the deck with his feet propped up in front of him. His skateboard was underneath his chair and was getting a break after Sam had ridden it all through town earlier. It wasn't running but maybe he was working up to that.

It was just taking him awhile. Most things did.

[Open deck & post]

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[walkswithcoyote]

This weather was lovely. As a Montana girl, days like this were few and far between and Mercy had to admit that she enjoyed the warm weather - especially when it was also dry and not all humid.

She grabbed a book and headed out to sit on the deck and enjoy the evening. She smiled at Sam, then frowned when her nose caught a hint of - what was that? He smelled - no, it must just be some little thing that had crawled under the deck and died, probably nobody but her would notice the smell anyway.

"Hey, Sam."

[necroslacker]

Sam was never going to get used to smelling like death and he'd really never get used to other people smelling that even if she'd waved it off as something else.

"Hey, how's it going?" Sam asked, taking his eyes off the sky to give Mercy a brief wave. "Taking advantage of the non Iceland temperatures too?"

[walkswithcoyote]

That got a big grin. "Oh yes, this is wonderful!"

[necroslacker]

Sam wasn't as excited as that but he to each his own. He wasn't going to take that away from anyone. He shrugged a shoulder.

"I'm more used to chilly and rainy so Iceland wasn't bad but I'm good with putting my winter clothes away for awhile. It's freaking May, after all."

[walkswithcoyote]

"I was raised in Montana," Mercy explained, "So when you get weather like this you want to take full advantage of it!"

[necroslacker]

"And sitting out here with..." He nodded towards her book. "...that is taking advantage of it? I would have thought going swimming or tanning or something else summery would be more up that alley."

[walkswithcoyote]

"Ah," she said, waving her book at him. "Now, there's active taking advantage and passive taking advantage. This is passive. I'm in shorts and a tank top and I plan to stretch out on a chair and read and get a little sun. And maybe talk to a person or two who's around."

[necroslacker]

"I think you've missed prime tanning time," Sam remarked, gesturing at the slowly setting sun. "Unless you can somehow get some sun off the moon and if you can, that's just impressive."

[walkswithcoyote]

She shrugged. "I'm adaptable. Enjoy what's left of the sun, enjoy the moon when it comes."

Coyotes were like that. Very adaptable.

And nothing was going to make her less happy about the weather. Not today at least.

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

Annie really shouldn't stop. She had to get to the causeway and make sure it worked right so she could still get to her meeting (she was going to guess Egypt in the BC days didn't have much in the way of support groups), but it wouldn't hurt to at least say hi when she saw Sam on the deck.

"What do you think, better than Iceland?" she greeted him.

[necroslacker]

"As long as the moon doesn't do anything weird, I'll do my best to enjoy it too," Sam said, glancing up at the setting sun. "But, considering this island likes to move, jump and jive, I'm expecting to look up and see a green moon or something."

[necroslacker]

"I can't complain about being able to wear short sleeves and fingers that aren't numb," he replied, giving her a wave with those nice and warm fingers. "What about you? Missing your parka?"

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy laughed. "Probably more like a blue moon. As in 'once in a'? Since everything here seems to be along those lines."

[necroslacker]

"You decided if that's a good thing or not?" Sam asked, watching her unusual colors jump and move in his mind while she did. He recognized the pattern but it was different somehow.

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"It is a nice parka, but I think I'm willing to put it away when it's May," she said, pretending to consider this. "Yeah, I'm not used to the moving yet. It's cool, but we're still moving through time and all."

[walkswithcoyote]

"I've decided to withhold judgement for the time being," she said with smile. "I think it's too early to figure out if this is going to be a really great thing or a diaster. Or somewhere in between."

At least here maybe she had a chance of fitting in. That's more than she had at her mom's.

[necroslacker]

"Honestly, I'm...trying not to think about it," Sam admitted sheepishly. "The more I do, the more my brain hurts, and the more I wonder if I've cracked up and gone a little insane. It wouldn't be the first time I've felt like that, actually."

Spirits coming at him in the night tended to do that to a guy. Luckily, he was getting more used to those nightly visitors.

[necroslacker]

"Very philosophical," Sam said lightly. Sam blinked, watched the colors in his mind for a second or tow more because he managed to drag his focus away from figuring that out.

"Why would it be a disaster?" he asked after a quiet moment. "You think the sky might fall? I thought that was Chicken Little's schtick."

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"I think I know how that feels," she said, totally casually. Of course, her moment like that had involved a real nervous breakdown. "So... forget I made you think about it even that much."

[walkswithcoyote]

"No, no sky falling," Mercy said. "But if there's all this crazy stuff..." She shrugged. "Just, I believe in balance, so it only stands to reason that there's at least the possibility if there's the good crazy, there might just be some bad crazy."

[necroslacker]

"You're fine," Sam said, waving a hand at her and smiling. "How's it been going with you? Been keeping yourself interesting? Don't let me down now. I vouched for you when we met."

He was teasing, Annie, he promised.

[necroslacker]

"Not used to the bad crazy?" He hadn't been but that had changed quickly. "I'd be more worried about the unexpected then the crazy. I'm not much for surprises."

[annieadderall.livejournal.com]

"I can now say I've run from zombies, so I think I'm racking up the interesting points," she decided with a little smile. "How about you?"

[walkswithcoyote]

"Oh, trust me, plenty of experience with bad crazy. And unexpected crazy and unexpected bad crazy."

Mercy kind of thought she might put discovering her mom had remarried 12 years ago and not told her about and hadn't bothered to tell her husband and new kids about Mercy, might just fall into unexpected bad crazy.

[necroslacker]

"So, just waiting for the other shoe to drop?" Sam guessed lightly. "That make you a pessimist or a realist?"