living_endless: ([death] is waiting)
2010-08-26 08:23 pm
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The Park, Thursday Evening

Death was waiting.

Death was often waiting. She'd waited for Didi's year to be up, and it was. She'd waited to do her job on the island -- and now she had done that, too.

And now there was just one thing left to do, one final goodbye to say. She had a feeling she wouldn't be waiting too long.

For now, there were ducks to feed.

This is our last goodbye... )

[OOC: And that's it, folks. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] furnaceface, who knew about this going in and gave me an amazing year of shippiness, this scene included. I'm also going to use this OOC note to thank Jara and Cassie, for being wonderful fake siblings; Aura, for being a fantastic real sibling I regret not having had more time with; Ana, for being a kickass roomie who let Didi pick on his boy like crazy; Nic, for being my partner in crime on the one year and out thing; Tracy, for taking the goldfish; and everybody who's wibbled at me or let me wibble at them this past few weeks. Thank you. It's been an honor to play this one, and she'll be missed.]
living_endless: ([death] heart)
2010-08-25 08:45 pm
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A Secluded Bit of Beach, Wednesday evening

The weird feeling that had been in Didi's stomach all day hadn't gone away after she left a note for Jono. If anything, it had gotten worse -- a consequence, she supposed, of talking about it so damned much. Needing to get away on her own, she went down to the beach.

It wasn't long before she'd taken off her sneakers to wade into the water, going in almost to her knees. She bent at the waist, a small dark figure searching for shells on the bottom of the clear sea. Sexton's voice was in her head: Didi. It's really dumb to go swimming with your clothes on...

She chuckled at that memory a bit, though she couldn't have told you why it was funny.

It wasn't much longer until... )

[OOC: Text liberally borrowed from Death: The High Cost of Living. Warning for character death. NFB, OOC loved.]