Snippet #2490918

"Suit yourself. A lookout staying on the shore would be wise. Keep track of these for me." Violet hands her clothes to Evan before entering the surf.

Hearing the loud shriek as she reaches the boat Violet thinks, 'That doesn't sound like any bird I know. Maybe there are actually some new animals I can catalog while here. Though this one sounds large and potentially dangerous, so close study may not be possible.' Not one to distracted from her chosen path Violet continues and enters the boat.

After taking a quick survey, She hears the shouting from the beach, "I dare you to try and make off with what's mine." Oh great, someone who always divides people into us and them has shown up. Why can't these people ever just cooperate and share?

Violet is about to go on deck to respond to the new comer when she hears the banging coming from the cabinet. She grabs the maps and tucks them in a bra strap before picking up the spear, just in case. Violet knocks on the closet door. As soon as the noises inside stop, "I'm a friend. I'm opening the door." She unlatches the door and steps back, spear held non-threateningly but ready.