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Now you may be wondering, who was wearing the bolo tie? Me or the shark? Answer: YES!
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Slowly and steadily, Kari proceeded in the direction she thought the noise was coming from. Fear gnawed at her heart, and a pillar of uncertainty cast a shadow of doubt into her mind. She was surely walking right into danger...

She stopped. She almost laughed aloud. Walking into danger? From where, Magical Happy Bubblewrap Land? The very idea that she could somehow make her situation worse by a bad travel decision seemed downright silly. At any rate, she was not about to lose anytime soon, not unless the forty Furies themselves greeted her around the next bend. And that, she thought, was simply because it's hard to ration sixty-four shots between forty targets with an automatic weapon.

She gave a small smile. One absolute genuine "gee-that's-funny" smile. A precious gem on this island. That's not to say she wasn't scared - far from it. But honestly? Fear could go shove it. There was a jittery little jauntiness to her step, a tingle up her spine, a deliberateness to every scan of her environment. But that was ok. That far-off, eternally unlikely victory - glory, recognition, a chance to live the life she deserved - that was her goal. Close-up, ever-present, ever-threatening lay failure. Shame, embarrassment, and a thousand worse things, each waiting to seize her at the slightest misstep. Success was unlikely, death quite probable. Psyching herself into a burning, glowing self-confidence - one hand briefly grabbed the cube in her pocket - she was absolutely in her element.

Her heart leaped. There was an explosion there, wherever she was walking towards. What now? Explosion. Screaming. Something was missing. The answer glinted in the sun in front of her - gunfire. There was no gunfire. And what were the odds that the two other gunners in her little group would not be unloading every round in their weapons after a jolt like that? Not good. Not good at all.

She weighed her options now. She could proceed over the hilltop and take stock of the situation. Pros? It might just be Rein and Carol and Simon. Cons? They might be dead or dying. They might be jumpy enough to shoot at her. It might be someone else entirely, possibly someone with explosives. Laying it out in her mind, the choice before her was perfectly clear.

Turning on her heel, she walked away. Destination? Unknown.

((Kari Nichols continued in [http://s10.zetaboards.com/SOTF_V2/topic/7302022/1/]High Tides and High Hopes[/url]))
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NO. THERE IS NO MORE TIME, EVEN FOR CAKE. FOR YOU, THE CAKE IS OVER. YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF CAKE.

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