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Anne Shirley ([personal profile] anneoftheisland) wrote2006-07-01 03:45 am
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Anne has developed womanly curves

Anne was able to get into her skirt and blouse, for she hadn't grown any taller, but they hugged her body in ways they hadn't before and made her quite uncomfortable. She'd seen women wearing these sorts of things before and while they did look quite glamorous, in dresses of a proper cut, Anne could never imagine dressing herself quite so provocatively. Still, she hadn't really any choice in the matter until she went up to the compound to get some new clothes, so she did just that.

She felt she did not go unnoticed on her way there, though perhaps that was just her overactive imagination; in actual fact, most of the people she passed on her way were quite young, like Ray and Constable Fraser and Horatio had been. She did wonder in passing who they might be, and whether she knew them or not, but she kept her goal firmly in mind. Once she was properly dressed again, then she could concern herself with the other matters at hand.

[identity profile] the-real-ray.livejournal.com 2006-07-01 08:03 am (UTC)(link)
Ray had been on his way to the compound for breakfast and also some supplies. Office supplies too which was odd but he figured if Macgyver could stop a bomb with a hockey ticket, maybe a real person could make a fishhook with a paperclip. It was worth a try anyway.

He paused briefly when he noticed how there seemed to be more kids today than he had ever seen before. Had an orphanage just crash-landed on the beach or something?

That was when he noticed-- He didn't want to leap to any conclusions. Hell, the world had plenty of red-haired women but either this was one of those clones like Stanley had or Anne had grown up overnight.

He had never thought of Anne in anything outside of brotherly terms but she had totally gotten much hotter if option 2 was what was going on here. Seemed possible. Island had frickin' dinosaurs, for crying outloud. Not to mention the fact that Ray was pretty sure he'd gone hunting for Cthulu with Brennan and he had definitely spent the better part of a weekend watering people in comas.

Only one way to find out for sure though. Vecchio walked over to the familiar strange woman --since they were heading in the same direction anyway-- and waved. "Hello."