Hearts Over Hawaii

[Chastity Collins]

Chastity laughed lively at him. This was going better than expected, she thought she'd start opening bags and bawling because she might never be able to go shopping again, or worse, see her daughter or do any normal activities such as packing a suitcase. So far, so good.

She reached around her and grabbed a duffle bag and she let out a squee.

"It's my bag!" She looked over at Kylie and laughed. "I cannot believe it!" In all her excitement she picked it up and unzipped it, looking around seeing everything was wet, but she didn't care. She tossed out a few items, clothes mainly, she had enough for she and two other people, she just wanted to get her picture of her daughter, but sadly she recalled that it wasn't with her, she had left it at home. She let out a curse a moment later in her realization and sighed, taking out a book and wading over to Kylie and the asian.

"Please, take this too?" Poor thing would end up being the luggage carrier before this day way over. She smiled at him and then touched Kylie's arm. "Here." She held out a weathered book that was wet, if she sat it out in the sun it should dry and then she could read it. "We can read it." It was her favorite book, 'To Kill a Mockingbird'. "What do you say? Entertainment!" She smiled. Well she was being rather bold today.

[Francois Roux]

Francois wanted to kill himself. If there was anything he hated more than ignorance, it was love. Love hadn't loved him since the day he was born. His parents love had soured, and even the lover he had left behind in America...even he could love Francois like Francois needed. So watching the two love birds flirting relentlessly made him want to attack them as he waded near them in the water.

He was about to pull the coon under the water and smack the woman upside the head until she stopped and learned her place. He gave her a dirty look as he passed the black guy to get a bag that resembled a bag he had thrown onto the plane for looks.

[Chastity Collins]

Chastity's smile was immediately replaced with nothingness as she looked at the man walking by. Again, her good feeling was gone and she no longer wanted to eveb look at the man. She frowned and moved a bit closer to Kylie, as if he were going to be her protector. That man, for some reason, frightened her beyond all reason. She'd take a plane crash any day if it meant she'd never receive the look he just gave her. She swallowed.

"Is there a problem?" She asked boldly. THere was no need for him to give her such looks.

[Francois Roux]

Francois laughed a little, moving around the man who was glancing around to see who she was talking to. Francois flashed him a look before looking down at the woman.

"You're getting on my nerves," he stated simply, and immediately felt the black man grab his arm. Francois looked over, smiling at the look on the man's face. He didn't even know the guys name and they wanted to pick a fight with him. Without thinking, he jerked the man's arm and pushed him backwards with enough force to knock the guy off balance. He fell back into the water, losing his footing in the deepness. Francois looked back at the woman. He raised his hand like he might hit her. But he didn't.

"Shall I remind you of your place?" he asked smoothly. "Or is this hint enough?"

[Chastity Collins]

For a moment she tossed the book into the water, wanting to grab Kylie from the sudden thrust into the water, but when she witnessed the man's closeness and the closed fist, she jerked back at his fake move to hit her. She frowned, watching him with fearful eyes. What was wrong with this man?

"My place?" She didn't want to seem like a frail an weak being, but she wasn't much of a fighter, but still she knew there wasn't always going to be a time when someone will stand up for her, so she had to do it herself. "Please, if there is anyone who needs to be put in their place it is you. In a psych ward! Don't you dare try to act like you are going to hit me!"

[Francois Roux]

Francois had to smile. And he didn't pause before bringing the back of his hand down across her face, hard enough to get his point across but he was sure it hadn't left more than a little bruise. Then he grabbed her arm, he heard the black man struggling to move through the shoulder deep water. He jerked the woman to him.

"I don't have to act, ma chérie," he purred. "Now learn your place."

[Chastity Collins]

Chastity felt a sting in her eyes and a sting on her face, apparently she spoke too soon. She held her face where the slap occurred, shocked, surprised, a bit humiliated that she had just been smacked. His graps was rough and suddenly she realized she made a mistake trying to defend herself, but still the fight in her had not quite left.

She spit in his face, ticked that he had the nerve to even touch her like that.

"Go to hell."

[Francois Roux]

Francois turned his head, spitting into the water after she had spit on him. He grabbed her other arm with his hand and with the force in his body, he pushed her down into the water, holding her there for only a few moments, before pulling her up and smacking her again, this time with more force, the water making the sting worse.

"Hell, oui?" He jerked her hard and put his mouth next to her ear. "You'll be there first my dear, if you keep provoking me."

The black man grabbed him by the arm and pulled her off of him. Without hesitation, Francois let her go and turned his attentions to the man, wrestling against him. In no time, it would be an all out brawl here in the water.

[Tayshaun Payne]

So far, nothing. He had found a lot of bags without anything of great importance, although there were clothes, he wasn't feeling like saving those at the moment, he was looking for phones, food, blankets, anything to at least allow them some sort of hope or shelter. He sighed out, really annoyed that he hadn't been looking at things in the water for a few moments before rapid coughing, followed by loud angered voices caught his attention as he lingered around in the water, not really looking for anything.

He frowned when he saw his fellow black friend being pushed around, a young woman being knocked back after trying to stop the fight. Without any hesitation, and immense anger rising inside of him after witnessing a very easy hit to the woman's face, he was in a full out run towards the three people. He reached the group, wedging himself in between the Briton and the albino freak.

"Damn it, hey! Let him go, let him go!" He pushed the white man away, watching him slightly topple back. Tay pushed on Kylie's chest telling him to calm down. He looked over at the man and pointed. "Hey! What the hell's the matter with you man? You get off on causing trouble? Hitting women? Huh? Does it make you feel like a big tough guy? Huh?" He wanted to punch him in teh face for hitting the girl like that, but he refrained, it wasn't his fight to pick, but if he did anything else he could garauntee this man was dead.

Tay grabbed the girl's arm, pulling her up from the water, pushing her behind him and against Kylie.

"Don't be hitting on any woman, you understand?"

[Francois Roux]

Francois watched as the--gay--coon helped the woman up and scolded him like a child. Francois was fired up now, ready to fight. This guy was just as good as anyone else. While he was distracted, Francois grabbed his collar, pulling him towards him, and backing up with him in his grasp, getting them out of the deepest of the water, until it was somwhere around his hips.

"Fight me then," he muttered, holding the man's collar tight, getting into his face. He let go with one hand, stroking the man's cheek like an overly affectionate lover, then pushed him away, stumbling back a little himself. "Combattez moi alors!"

[Tayshaun Payne]

Tay didn't like people getting in his face like that, in fact he hated it, it caused him to just lose control of his emotions and this man was definitely wanting that. For am oment he considered taking the high road, turning around and leaving with the other two people, but he didn't think he'd get much satisfaction.

He gathered his footing and smiled, raising his hands.

"All right, all right! I got ya." He nodded, shaking his head as he turned around to look at the two people, but without saying anything he turned around and gave the man a right hook in the jaw. He watched him stumble into the water and he quickly grabbed the man's collar getting right in his face.

"You mother---don't tempt me to know you the hell out!" He raised his arm back to give him another hit, but didn't. "Don't you hit her, don't look at her, don't talk to her. For the record, don't you ever think you are better than me. You will never be better than me." He pushed him back looking down at him.

"Albino freak."

[Francois Roux]

Francois looked up at the man with a kind of glee he always felt when he made someone so mad. It was the man's mistake not to hit hit again. He hooked his knee around the man's legs, jerking his leg foreward, knocking the man back into the water. Francois wrapped his knees around the man's thighs and laid into him with his left fist, pushing him into the water slightly. Francois jerked him back up, purring into the man's face.

"You don't even know her..." he muttered. "Why should you care?" he threw the man back into the water and backed off, putting a hand on his hip. "Do you get into fights just so you can get close to another man?" he asked, cocking his head as if he were really interested. He laughed shaking his head.

"I'll bet this turns you on, doesn't it?"

[Leo Chang]

It was an all-out war now. Tayshaun had done the right thing by standing up for the woman, if Leo hadn't been shirtless and chest deep in seaweed, he would have helped also. But as he worked himself free and got onto steady sand under the water, he noted that Tayshaun decided it was a good idea to provoke the albino man...or whatever the hell he was.

Leo glanced at the doctor who had paused in his work to watch for a moment. Laurent looked back at him, then gave him a shrug.

"God's blessing of testosterone," he said matter-of-factly before turning back to his work. Leo rolled his eyes and moved to shallower water. He watched Tayshaun punch the guy in the jaw--nice and hard. And then, naturally, the man had to come back with another punch--to the injured side of Tayshaun's face. Leo didn't know why he felt a sting of anger watching the white guy hit Tayshaun like that.

He moved through the water closer, and was splashed a little by their scuffling.

"Oh for Christ's sake," he muttered to himself, skirting them to get to the woman and the other black man. He took the woman's arm. "Are you alright?"

Everyone was watching the two fighting men like it was some sort of dog fight. Leo couldn't think there was anyone but the pale blonde that wanted the pale blonde to win. Of course, if things got heavy enough, he would step in, and the others looked to be waiting for that moment too. Why couldn't they just act like adults? Why did Tayshaun want to pick a fight with the guy? Defend the girl yes, but beat him up? Leo thought they had left that behind in high school.

"Come on," he muttered to the woman. He and the other black man--Kylie, he soon learned--helped Chastity to the shore and sat her down, Kylie inspecting her to make sure she was alright while the others watched as Tayshaun and the other man fought it out in the water like a couple of angry snakes.

[Alex Peyton]

Alex wasn't relaxing in the shade like she wished she could have been, matter of fact she felt like a ball of nerves twisted and knotted together inabling her to move about freely without pain or without discomfort. The only thing taking her mind off of anything was the screams echoing throughout the vast land, followed by splashing water. She was watching the two men fighting like school girls, pushing, shoving, dunking their heads underwater, throwing slaps, punches, whatever they could. For a moment she was actually anxious to watch such a fight, but after a moment she realized everyone was probably on edge and simple things would set them off. Repressed anger that was embedded in the back of their minds because they were there on that island and the only thing they can take it out on was each other, or the pilot, thankfully the latter came first.

Alex sighed as she stood, walking towards the water, shedding her pilot jacket, planning on using it for a blanket tonight as she strategically laid it on the sand and under the sun. She pushed back a strand of sandy and wet hair and looked up at the sun, then the forest she had been sitting near. She wondered if there was any food back there, surely there was fish in the ocean, fruits in the tree, but what about nutrients, fresh water as well. She heard a yelp and she looked over at the fight to see the black man being pushed under the water, suddenly the fight had gone from a simple anger exchange to what looked like full fledge violence by the way they were trying to kill each other. She raised her eyebrows in fear when she watched the black man go under and stay under for quite some time. Without much effort by anyone else, Alex figured she should at least help, despite the bitterness she might receive. Who cares, she had an odd feeling about the pale man since she met him in the aisle.

She jogged into the water and over to the black man, bending into the water for a brief moment to grab a rather large conk shell. She drew her hand back and aimed as well as one could and tossed it in the direction of the albino, as she simply called him in her mind due to the fact she had no clue who he was. She watched it smack against his temple and he falling back with shock of such a blunt instrument hitting him. He fell into the water and from that moment on Alex ran to the aid of the black man, pulling him up out of the water. He coughed and kicked the man while he was down before giving a final derogatory comment of calling him a honkey.

[Tayshaun Payne]

He wasn't sure if it had been him, or someone else, but either way he was glad for the break and the need for air. He felt a hand grab his arm and he was helped up to his feet, which he was thankful beyond all reason because if he were in that water any longer he'd probably be a dead man.

He stood and saw that it was the pilot of the plane who was helping her, before it registered that she was the last person he expected to help in any way he was back to the fight.

"Stay off me you stupid honkey piece of white trash." He spit at the water, gave the man a kick in the side, before turning to walk away. He looked over at the pilot who stood there. What wa sshe waiting for? What?

"I could have handled things myself." He brushed by her as he sighed out, wiping water from his eyes, glancing over his shoulder to see the woman following behind. He was certain that tonight he would find the largest peice of tree and keep it by him. Not for his protection, but in case he got the sudden urge to go beat the hell out of that man. Needless to say, those two were never going to be friends.

[Francois Roux]

Francois splashed back through the water, glancing back at the older Asian man grabbed the black man by the arm and muttered something into his ear. Francois shook out his hair as he made his way onto shore. He walked down the beach, away from the group of people, reaching back under his shirt to check that his tracker was still attached to his belt.

As long as his distress call kept working and he kept moving, his boat would be here in a week or so. Until then, he needed to just keep away from the coons and their friends. No way woul he associate with them anymore.

He was beginning to wish he had just been blown up with the plane. But the plan had gone all wrong...and that was what the tracker was for. He wasn't worried about being here for awhile. Once he got to another area of the island, his caretaker would come and get him, and they could be on their way, leaving these people to their own deaths...he kind of hoped they turned on each other...that would be a real dog fight he'd like to see.