Redemption Isle: Lost RPG

20 November 2009 @ 01:54 am

"Are you satisfied now?" He asked when he was able to speak again. For his own part he was still confused and unsure of whether or not they had made a big mistake.

Sayid had nearly dozed off, when he heard Kelvin speak. Pushing himself up, he blinked and then it hit like a ton of bricks. Quickly removing himself from Kelvin, he sat on the ground, his head in his hands. "I shouldn't have done this," he muttered in Arabic. "It was wrong. I shouldn't have done this..."

Kelvin sat up and looked at Sayid. 'I knew this was going to happen,' he thought to himself. 'I just knew it.' He felt bad about that. They were already dealing with what had happened in the jungle. This just added to it. "Don't be so hard on yourself," he said. He could have said "I told you so" or words to that effect instead. That would have been rubbing salt in the wound though and he didn't want to do that.

Lifting his head, Sayid looked at Kelvin with surprise. Had he heard him correctly?

"It was the heat of the moment. Things happen." He sighed and pulled up his boxers.

"You are not angry with what I did?" Sayid asked. "I... I did not give you much choice. I... forced myself on you," he murmured, looking down at his hands, guilt written all over his face.

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guilty

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recruiter815

05 November 2009 @ 11:09 pm

Another way to die (Kelvin, Sayid) NC-17

Kelvin looked at Sayid and wrapped his arms around him. He wasn't expecting him to kiss him right then and he was caught a little off guard by it. "You're certainly feeling frisky now," he said. "I thought you were going to try and relax and get back to sleep." Had he been so wrong about that?

Without replying, Sayid simply gave Kelvin a mischievous smirk.

"Was I mistaken to think that?" he asked. He was still unsure what he would do if the answer was yes. At the moment he was just playing things by ear.

"I am relaxed," Sayid replied. Pulling himself out of Kelvin's embrace, he stood and said, "Now take of your shirt, it is your turn for a massage."

Kelvin did as he was told and removed his shirt. He lay down on his bedroll and rested his head on his arms. He had noticed that Sayid hadn't really answered his question. "I'm glad you're feeling relaxed," he said. "However that still doesn't tell me if you're planning on trying to sleep anytime soon." What the answer was didn't matter that much. Sayid was a big boy and could do what he wanted. It was just the not knowing either way that Kelvin didn't like. (That was a leftover from his intelligence days. Back then not knowing what a fellow agent, contact, or adversary was going to do could have deadly consequences. He had not liked surprises ever since.) He smiled. "Not that I'm trying to push you away or anything. I'd just like to know." He would stop pushing the issue if this attempt didn't yield results.
Kelvin sighed softly and tried to relax. It had been a good while since he had had a massage and he expected this to be quite pleasant.

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calm

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j_locke

22 October 2009 @ 01:06 am

Love Will Set You Free (Locke>Des)

Desmond followed Locke into the house. He knew they had a big day ahead of them and that they should probably be getting to bed but he had never felt less like sleeping in his life. "How are ye doing?" He asked. "Are ye feeling knackered yet?" He turned on a light in the living room.

"Surprisingly, no," Locke replied, smiling at Desmond, although, he fully expected it to hit him at any time.

"If ye're not maybe we could watch a little telly or listen to some music before we turn in."

Locke wasn't particularly interested in watching anything, but said, "We could listen to some music." Walking over to the CD player, he pushed play and the room was soon filled with soft jazz. "C'mon, let's sit down." He guided Desmond over to the couch. "There's something I want to talk to you about, and, if you say no, it's perfectly okay." Looking at Desmond, he continued, "Before we leave tomorrow, I'd like to speak with Helen and apologize to her. I'd also like to tell her where we are going and what's going to happen. I just feel she has the right to know, especially after what I put her through."

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loved

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manowar815

22 October 2009 @ 12:44 am

Somebody's Knocking (Sayid>Kelvin) NC-17

Charlie was on duty and was surprised to see Kelvin and Sayid emerge from the jungle. At the same time he was glad to see them, because they had been gone all day.

Kelvin gave him the Cliff notes version of what had happened and where they had been. He then asked about Other activity and was told it had been quiet since he left. It was decided they would wait to tell the rest of the group until the morning. "I probably should check on Naomi," he told Sayid. "Do you want to come with me?" He thought she would probably be asleep but if she was awake it might be a good time to try and talk with her.

Nodding, Sayid followed Kelvin over to Naomi's tent. It turned out she was awake, but in pain. Rather than try and question her any further that evening, it was decided they would allow her to rest and try again in the morning.

Sayid told Kelvin he would find Naomi some pain medicine and sent him on his way. Entering the medical tent, he searched through the supplies until he found some pain killers. He was just about to head back to Naomi's shelter, when he knocked over the supply box, sending its contents all over the ground. Swearing in Arabic, he gathered up the supplies. As he went to exit the shelter, he noticed a tube of some kind of ointment laying on the ground and scooped it up. Putting it in his pocket, he planned on returning it after he was done taking care of Naomi.

After Sayid had tended to Naomi, he went to his shelter and collasped onto the pallet he'd made. He felt exhausted and hoped sleep would come quickly. Unfortunately, his mind ran rampant with the events of the day and he could not find any escape.

Stepping outside his shelter, Sayid ran a hand through his hair. His eyes then settled on Kelvin's shelter and he wondered if he was having trouble sleeping, as well. He sighed. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he felt something and pulled it out. It was the ointment he'd retrieved earlier. However, upon closer inspection, he realized it actually wasn't ointment at all. Instead, it was a tube of personal lubricant.

Sayid stuck the tube back into his pocket. A few moments later, he found himself standing just outside Kelvin's shelter, wondering once more, if the other man was still awake.

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restless

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recruiter815

06 October 2009 @ 11:08 pm

Blessed Be (Desmond, Locke, Jacob, Richard)

Jacob looked from Richard to Locke and Desmond. "You are welcome of course to add some aspects of your faith if you wish."

Locke wasn't familiar with a 'handfasting', but was open to anything it may entail. "So, we can write our own vows, then?" he asked. Glancing at Desmond, he wondered what he made of all this and noticed a look of uncertainty on his face. "What's the matter, Des? Are you having second thoughts?" he asked gently, squeezing his hand. "It's okay, you can tell me."

Desmond looked at Locke. "Nae. I wasn't having second thoughts," he replied. "Don't ever think that." He paused. "I was just thinking about how me gran would react if she knew about the ceremony. She's a very devout Catholic and I'm sure she would say we're going to Hell." He smiled. "That doesn't bother me though. I'm much more openminded and the ceremony actually sounds pretty interesting. Especially if it's like rituals some groups in Scotland do."
Jacob waited for Desmond to finish and then looked at Locke. "Of course you can write your own vows if you wish," he replied. "If you feel they are necessary and desirable. Some feel the symbolic joining of hands is enough."
Desmond listened to this and felt a lump forming in his throat. He was moved that Locke wanted to do that. He wondered what he would write. All he could think at the moment is that he would love him forever.

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peaceful

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recruiter815

05 October 2009 @ 11:03 pm

Kicking back (Mikhail, Cindy) Possible NC-17

"It will be nice when the plan is completed and we can concentrate on other things." He wasn't complaining because he knew it's importance. It just sometimes got a little wearing at times.

"Mm, hmmm." Cindy unfastened the top button on Mikhail's pyjama top and caressed the bare skin, her fingers lingering over the fine hairs on his chest.

"I don't know about you, but..." Mikhail stopped mid-sentence and looked at Cindy. Her touching him was somewhat unexpected although not unpleasant. He kissed her and tried to adjust his pajama top. "I don't know about you, but I'll be glad when Ben is out of power," he said. He moved Cindy's hand to his chest on top of his pajamas. "He's been in control for too long if you ask me." He was happy just snuggling there and watching the movie and talking. He just hoped Cindy wouldn't be upset he didn't want more right then. He wasn't a prude. He just believed in waiting for intimacy. It would make it that much more special when it did happen that way.

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calm

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recruiter815

05 October 2009 @ 10:25 pm

Slippery when wet (Kelvin, Sayid) possible NC-17 or R

( Picking up where we left off )

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cheerful

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j_locke

24 September 2009 @ 12:40 pm

The Truth Shall Set You Free (Locke>Desmond)

Desmond smiled at Locke and wrapped his arms around him. "I forgive ye," he said. "I know ye didn't mean to hurt me." He paused.

"I know." Locke sighed. "But I should've told her about your from the beginning."

"Don't blame yerself too much. Ye were only doing yer best." Regardless of what happened he knew that Locke had caused him pain unintentionally and he couldn't hold it against him. "I love ye," he murmured. "No matter what." He looked at Locke.

Blinking back fresh tears, Locke kissed Desmond. "I love you, too," he replied and knew if Desmond was willing to let things go, then he would, too. He held him close, enjoying his nearness.

"What exactly happened with ye and that bastard Cooper?" He asked. He shuddered thinking of how he'd found Locke and pushed the image out of his mind.

Everything had been a bit of a blur, when Locke last saw his father and it took him a few moments to gather his thoughts. "I was very angry and I figured, if my father wanted to die, so be it. I'd do it. I'd end his miserable life." Although, uncertain what Desmond would think, he knew he had to be completely honest and would leave out no details. "When I got there I pulled my knife on him, still intent on killing him, but then I realized I couldn't. No matter what he'd done to me, I couldn't kill him in cold blood. He wanted me to, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction. Unfortunately, he grabbed my knife from me and... it all happened so fast... I seem to remember falling on top of him and when I got up, I saw the knife in his gut and before I knew it, he'd removed it and stabbed me with it. It all went dark after that." Looking at Desmond, he had to ask, "Is he dead? Did I kill him?" He remembered Boone speaking of Cooper in the past tense, but needed to know for certain if his father was really gone.

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grateful

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manowar815

22 September 2009 @ 09:27 pm

Throwing Caution to the Wind (Sayid>Kelvin) NC-17

Sayid smiled slyly at Kelvin, before splashing him with the water.

"Hey!" Kelvin shouted in mock annoyance. He smiled at Sayid and splashed him back.

Without hesitation, Sayid stood and splashed Kelvin again.

"You're certainly feeling frisky all of a sudden." He was enjoying this change in the other man's demeanor. "I guess I'm not the only one that freshening up makes a difference for." He laughed softly and splashed him again.

Laughing, as well, Sayid finally fell back into the water. He then pushed himself back up and stepped a little closer to Kelvin. Scooping some water with his hands, he attempted to throw it on Kelvin's head, but wasn't quite able to reach. "You are too damn tall," he chuckled.

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mischievous

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lost_rp_815

21 September 2009 @ 11:39 pm

To Sleep, Perchance to Dream (Cindy>Mikhail) Possible NC-17

Pulling her legs up beside her, Cindy made herself comfortable next to Mikhail.

"I hope I'm not keeping you up if you'd rather go to bed and rest up for tomorrow." He was happy staying but he certainly didn't want to overstay his welcome.

"No, it's quite alright," Cindy assured Mikhail. She'd prepared herself for his visit, after all. "You're welcome to just stay, if you want. No pressure or anything." She gave him a soft smile. .

Mikhail smiled back at Cindy. Had she just invited him to stay overnight? He was pleased she felt comfortable doing that. The thought had actually crossed his mind but he hadn't felt comfortable saying anything because he thought it might seem a little forward. (Even though sex wasn't on his mind just inviting oneself to stay over seemed a little presumptious.) "That sounds good to me." He settled in comfortable next to Cindy. It felt very cozy just sitting like this and he didn't want to move.

"Alright, then," Cindy replied, now that that was settled.

"'I'm glad you don't find it an imposition."

"Not at all," Cindy murmured. She rather enjoyed Mikhail's company and was glad he seemed to enjoy hers, as well. Closing her eyes, she sighed contentedly and and before long she'd drifted off to sleep.

Mikhail smiled and snuggled against Cindy. "Glad to hear that," he said softly. He let his own eyes slip closed and soon was sleeping contentedly beside her.

He awoke sometime later and shifted slightly to get more circulation in his arm. He wasn't sure how long he had been asleep but it felt like an hour or two. He shifted a bit and got more comfortable. It wouldn't bother him if they stayed there all night.

Cindy felt Mikhail shift and opened her eyes. "What time is it?" she asked, glancing at the clock. Realizing the hour, she looked at Mikhail. "My bed would be much more comfortable. You're welcome to it and I could sleep here on the couch," she offered.

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content

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recruiter815

12 September 2009 @ 11:54 pm

Fragile balance (Desmond, Richard, Helen)

Desmond got up off the couch and hurried out of the house. He knew he had to get to Locke. Unfortunately he didn't know where he was. He walked across the compound almost at a run, sobering up fast as he went. Where could Locke have gone? Unfortunately he hadn't seen the outside of the building he was in. He hadn't seen the man's face well but he figured it was Anthony Cooper there with him. Where would he be? Desmond stopped and looked around.

( Just then he saw someone approaching. )

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distressed

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recruiter815

08 September 2009 @ 10:45 pm

Teamwork (Kelvin, Sayid)

"That would not be a wise idea," Sayid called back down to Kelvin. "This branch does not feel very sturdy." Edging along it slowly, he grabbed onto the tree trunk. "I will climb down and help get you out."

"Okay," Kelvin replied. "Although it looks pretty sturdy to me." He still wanted to try the vine but knew it was probably safer that he didn't. "You're doing great so far." He watched Sayid climb down. "Climbing trees is an art you know."
Kelvin looked around them. "What are you going to pull me out with?" He asked. There wasn't much to use that he could see.

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anxious

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recruiter815

08 September 2009 @ 10:25 pm

I'm here for you (Mikhail, Cindy)

"We'll talk about that tomorrow as well," Richard replied. "I've taken enough of your time for tonight." He finished his coffee and set the cup on the coffee table.

"Do you have any more questions before I go?"

"No. I don't think so," Cindy replied. Standing, she said, "I'll walk you to the door." With that she and Richard walked to the front of the house and a few moments later he was gone. Closing the door behind him, she then turned and leaned against it with a heavy sigh.

"Are you alright?" Mikhail asked. He could tell that Cindy was somewhat distressed by what she had been told and he wanted to do what he could to put her mind at ease. "It's really for the best," he said. He took her hand and gave it a comforting squeeze. "The compound is no place for children. They'll be much safer where they are going." He paused hoping that didn't sound cold. "Richard Alpert and Jacob are very smart men. They would never do anything to put the children in harms way. Keep that in mind if you start to question things." He smiled. "Why don't we sit back down and finish our dessert and coffee."

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calm

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recruiter815

03 September 2009 @ 12:16 am

Drunken lullabies (Desmond, Penny)

Desmond stood and watched Locke walk out of the house. He had finally gotten through to him. Part of him was relieved about that while another part was saddened and distressed. How could their evening have gone so terribly wrong? He sighed and went into the kitchen. At the moment all he wanted to do was forget.
Desmond took a tumbler out of a cabinet and got out the bottle of Macutcheon's that Locke had been drinking from earlier. He poured two fingers worth into the glass then hesitated and added a little more. Tears began to form in his eyes. He had never wanted this to happen. He took the bottle and glass over to the table. "Here's to relationships" He raised his glass in a mock toast. "Why do they have to be so bloody complicated?" He sat down and drained the glass. The whiskey burned going down but he didn't care.
Desmond filled the glass again. "Here's to ye John. Ye bloody inglorious bastard." He drank again.
Some time later (he wasn't sure exactly how much had passed) he had finished a good third of the bottle and was working on drinking even more. He had a good buzz now and was singing the Celtic fight song in a slightly slurred voice. He couldn't keep Locke's face out of his mind. "Bloody bastard." Tears started rolling down his cheeks. He put his head down on the table and closed his eyes.

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drunk

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j_locke

02 September 2009 @ 01:39 am

Revenge Aint So Sweet (Locke>Cooper) R

Locke wandered aimlessly through the jungle, guided only by the light of the moon. When he finally came to a stop, he collasped against a tree. Holding his head in his hands, he sobbed. Slowly the tears ceased and he felt himself growing angry. How could he have been so stupid? How could he have allowed Helen to come back into his life? How could he have thrown away everything he had with Desmond? Now Desmond never want to see him again and he was certain it was for good this time. There was no going back.

Removing his backpack, Locke withdrew the Book of Origin. He couldn't understand what Jacob saw in him. Desmond was right. He wasn't special. Placing the Book back in his bag, he stuffed the backpack into the hollow of the tree. He didn't deserve to learn the teachings of Richard's people and planned on returning the Book to Richard the next time he saw him.

Locke continued to walk, until he found himself at the cliff where his father tried to finish him off. Staring over the cliff, he wished he'd just left his father there to die. Perhaps if he had things would be different now. He shoved his hands angrily into his pockets. "And you think you're not like me at all. You're more like me than you think," he heard Cooper's voice chastising him. "He must be thrilled you're thinking about me so much. You better watch it though or you'll blow it like you did with Helen. Heck, who am I kidding. You'll probably blow it anyway. You're a failure and a screw-up and you always will be."

"This is all your fault. If I had never been born none of this would've ever happened," Locke muttered angrily, wondering why didn't he just let James kill Cooper and be done with it. "I know you're not going to kill me.You don't have the fortitude. Never did. Never will," he heard his father's voice continue in his head. "Oh, yeah? You don't think I can do it, do you, dad?" He turned on his heel and headed back toward the compound.

It was as if some force propelled Locke forward and before he knew it, he was standing beside Cooper's bed, his knife pressed to his neck. "Wake up, old man," he growled. "Wake up and face your fate."

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distressed

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recruiter815

01 September 2009 @ 10:47 pm

Fail to plan, plan to fail (Richard, Mikhail, Cindy)

Just then there was a knock at the door. "Were you expecting someone?" Mikhail asked. He wondered who it could be at this time of the evening.

"Erm, no..." Cindy frowned, wondering if Ben had come to harass her. Standing, she exited the living room and went to the door. When she pulled the door open, she was surprised to see Richard Alpert on her stoop. "Richard? Good evening."

"Good evening, Cindy. "Richard smiled at her. "I'm sorry for bothering you at home like this." He was glad it didn't look like he had gotten her out of the shower or bed. He just hoped he hadn't interrupted something else. "There is something I need to talk to you about and I didn't think it should wait until the morning," he said. "Can you spare a few minutes?"

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contemplative

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recruiter815

27 August 2009 @ 11:13 pm

Betrayed (again) (Desmond, Locke)R

( Desmond is pissed )

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angry

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recruiter815

22 August 2009 @ 11:26 pm

The man in the mirror (Kelvin, Sayid)

"Or do you prefer one more than the other? If you do I could see some problems if and when you marry Nadia."

Sayid didn't like what Kelvin was implying. "There will not be any problems," he scowled. "And, what do you mean if I marry Nadia? I will marry her." However, what if he told her the truth about himself and she couldn't accept it? Placing his head in his hands, he felt even more confused than before.

"How are you so sure she's the one for you?" Kelvin asked in response to Sayid's question. "Or that you even want to get married?" He looked at the Iraqi. "You said yourself you don't really know her. Maybe your impressions will change once you get a chance to. There's also the possibility you could meet someone else you feel a kinship too." He just didn't think Sayid should be so definite that Nadia was the one. Especially now that he was at least beginning to admit that he liked men as well. It seemed to him that he should step back and deal with that before considering committing to anyone. Not doing so could just lead to problems and living a double life.

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contemplative

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j_locke

20 August 2009 @ 01:46 am

Going Down at Sundown (Locke>Desmond, Helen) NC-17

( Me mouth isn't the only thing that needs attention. )

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horny

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recruiter815

18 August 2009 @ 11:19 pm

After Dinner (Mikhail, Cindy)

"That'd be luvley," Cindy said with another smile. She felt her selection had been quite vast, but certainly appreciated his offer. It only meant they'd see more of each other, after all. "I'd luv to see your photography some time, too." She smiled again. "If you're all done, why don't we retire to the living room?" she suggested. "After your food's settled a bit, I'll serve up dessert."
"That sounds good." He wiped his mouth with his napkin and stood up. "I'm sure the dessert will be delicious." He was used to having dessert right after a meal but thought it would be rude to say anything since he was a guest in Cindy's home.
They went into the living room. "I have a lot of my photos in a book," he said in response to her comment about seeing his photography. "I'd be happy to show it to you some time." He sat on the couch. "I'd like to see some more of your drawings. Do you have any others here?"

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chipper

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