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Post by Claire Littleton on Oct 17, 2007 19:01:52 GMT -5
((mkay))
"I won't." Jack assured him and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry about that."
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Post by Charlie Pace/James Ford on Oct 18, 2007 9:48:20 GMT -5
Charlie nodded, quiet. "Thank you, Jack..." He said. "I should, uh, probably get going..."
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Post by Claire Littleton on Oct 18, 2007 14:16:22 GMT -5
Jack nodded slightly. "Just remember what I said. Keep yourself busy, try not to think about it to much."
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Post by Charlie Pace/James Ford on Oct 18, 2007 19:12:07 GMT -5
Charlie nodded, still worried. "Thanks, Jack..."
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Post by Claire Littleton on Oct 20, 2007 22:31:50 GMT -5
Jack nodded his head. "Go for a walk or play your guitar." He said. "It'll help." He turned, walking away.
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Post by Charlie Pace/James Ford on Oct 21, 2007 9:53:05 GMT -5
Charlie nodded. "I'll try...."
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Post by Claire Littleton on Oct 24, 2007 14:32:18 GMT -5
Jack glanced back at him then headed back out onto the beach, stopping by Claire's tent and peering in at her. A moment later he stood upright and quickly looked around, walking back to his backpack and jogging back to Claire's tent again.
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Post by Charlie Pace/James Ford on Oct 25, 2007 10:39:25 GMT -5
Charlie noticed this, and followed after Jack. "Jack...? What's wrong?"
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Post by Claire Littleton on Oct 25, 2007 13:08:27 GMT -5
Jack glanced at Charlie, not slowing down on his way to Claire's tent. "I don't know yet."
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Post by Charlie Pace/James Ford on Oct 31, 2007 9:24:55 GMT -5
"Okay, that narrows down so many possibilities, Jack. Great job!" Charlie muttered sarcastically.
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Post by Claire Littleton on Nov 1, 2007 23:12:19 GMT -5
Jack shot him a frown then turned back to Claire, who was laying on the airliner seats in a cold sweat. The minute she entered the tent her atomach had started hurting. From there it only got worse.
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