[video / mingle]

[everwalking]

Video
[morning of day three. there are clouds out and Allen loves them. he's pretty much given up on shirts and is just grimly bearing with his bright pink sunburn. the video shows him, and what he's working in his hands -- one dark red and exoskeletal -- is some thick grass, weaving several strands together to make a rope. he has a pretty decent amount of it. he's been working on it since the first day]

I feel really strongly that we should make a net so that we can catch more fish. [so that he can starve less. paaaause] But it's taking longer than I'd like. I don't suppose anyone else has any rope to contribute... [he trails off, staring at the water. it looks so cool and blue and inviting. and full of fish]

...You know, never mind. [shoving himself up and steeling his pink-and-red shoulders] Does anyone know how to hand-fish?


Mingle
[It's time for playing in the water!! Whether you're fishing, swimming, sunbathing on the sand, or just goofing off, let's get our beach on!]

[Feel free to respond to Allen's video post here, to make your own comment threads for mingling, or both!]

Comments

[sublimating]

That's me. Dependable... Banner. [squinting out at the water, and then back at Buffy]

[antiapocalypse]

That sounds suspiciously like sarcasm, Mister.

[sublimating]

Who, me? Nah. If you can't rely on the -- unemployed nuclear physicist on the run from the authorities leaping wildly around in the sand on the beach, who can you rely on? [quirking a smile at her]

[antiapocalypse]

I'm beginning to think they just don't make grownups like they used to.

[sublimating]

Yeah, if you want my advice... don't have anything to do with any of us, just, in general. We're bad news.

[antiapocalypse]

[ she grins ] Good advice. I think I can handle myself, though.