#lcstneverfcund

   She had been headed to the caves for some fresh water, even though she knew that she really didn’t have to. Claire was well aware of the people that wanted to help her if she needed it, but she also knew that it would be best if she did stuff for herself. The walk from the beach to the caves wasn’t very far, but she stopped as the voices started around her.

   Claire could feel her heart pounding in her chest as the voices seemed like they were surrounding her. She clutched her water bottle close to her as she looked around herself at the trees. And that was when she spotted the movement.

@lcstneverfcund​: “How many idiots does it take to screw up a relationship? Two? Three? Nope, just very lousy one.” (From Des pouting about Penny) 

Jasmine wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that, having her own experience with bad relationships.  One that had led to her being in Australia in the first place.  The fact that it was Desmond, the crazy guy who had been living in a hatch for who knows how long, talking to her didn’t make it any easier.

@lcstneverfcund​​ asked:

"hey, baby, sorry i was late! " (Sawyer to Freya)

Freya couldn’t decide if she was more depressed or murderously angry. But, as she checked her phone, she felt her mood drop lower. She’d been sitting there like an idiot for an hour. Downing the rest of her beer, Freya stood up and shoved her arms back into her leather jacket when she heard Sawyer.

She turned toward him, brows raising at his sudden appearance. ❝Hmmm, aren’t you a little late for a knight in shining armor?❞ But, there was a sense of relief that he’d showed up. Maybe she wouldn’t look like such a big idiot as she could have.

@lcstneverfcund asked: “ the only difference between a hero and a villain, is who’s telling the story. ” (From Curt)

   Claire still couldn’t remember much, if anything. She had watched Charlie kill the man that had apparently kidnapped her, and just watching anyone die (anyone being killed by another person) was unsettling. Even more unsettling was being stuck on a deserted island for over a month, and not knowing any of the people around her. Jack, the doctor, had mentioned the brain blocking out traumatic memories, which only made her more concerned.

   She had been lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t realized anyone had approached her. So she jumped slightly as she looked over at him... Curt?

   “You what?”

   She didn’t want to be angry about it, because she had no idea what it had been like for him on that island, but the idea of anyone missing those times seemed odd to her.

   Of course Danielle knew why he would say that. He had personal stakes in her business, or what she had considered to be her business, in the past. He was clearly in love with the blonde mother, and when Danielle had taken that baby to make the exchange for her own Alex, this man had been the one to come along with Sayid. She could understand why he’d say it, but she also knew that he could never understand her.

   Was he was finding someone to speak to? Danielle wouldn’t have expected anyone to have any kind of casual conversation with her, especially since she was the one everyone looked to as some kind of freak. Maybe because they had both been isolated for years, Desmond not as long as her, but both alone nonetheless.

   Still, she found herself at a loss for how she should reply, which was ironic, considering the topic of conversation he had chosen.