[action - tropical island day 2, during the afternoon storm]

[onehotpepper]

[it's a minute or two into the rainstorm, and Pepper is standing in the rain with her face to the clouds. she left her suit jacket somewhere safe, somewhere she can go to if the lightning gets too bad. until it does, though, she's happy here, where the rain cools the air and the wind feels almost cold against her damp skin and clothes. it's a comfort that the water isn't sizzling off her when it touches her skin, like she thinks it might if she were upset or losing control.]

[this is probably the happiest she's felt since Christmas, and definitely the happiest since this mess of waking up in strange places started.]

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[onehotpepper]

Thank you. [she can sort of see it there, just a little bit, but she knows nothing of the situation and can offer no comfort]

We were working on that, but... well, right now all we know is it's been indefinitely post-poned.

[langsyne]

Oh, I don't know, a tropical island sounds like a pretty nice place to get married. Or maybe have an early honeymoon.

[he was smiling, but now he frowns.]

Although I probably just jinxed it and now we're gonna have some sort of volcano explosion or something.

[onehotpepper]

[wrinkling her nose] That wouldn't really bode well. [not that fire hasn't been a theme in their lives lately, but still] Besides, I'm not sure there's anyone here who can officiate.

[langsyne]

[Surprisingly, he smiles at that.]

You never know. Maybe if you ask around enough, you'll find someone with a bunch of crazy life experiences. Though, before you ask, no, I'm not volunteering.

[onehotpepper]

[chuckling]That's a shame. Now I have to go around and interview everyone.