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Post by sofiawest on Jan 17, 2013 17:03:48 GMT -5
Sofia stamped her way across the beach, kicking sand everywhere as she did. She didn't care if it looked childish or immature she needed some way to vent her anger. Eventually she threw herself to the floor and crossed her legs in front of her. She was scowling as she pulled a cigarette from her breast pocket and lit it. As she inhaled she lay back on the sand and closed her eyes.
The sun felt warm on her bare arms as she lay in the sand, smoking and thinking over what had happened back on the ship. It had been a fight like any of the others that broke out on the ship. Sofia had been involved in numerous fights on the ship and could hold her own but since the crew found out she was a woman they usually stopped the fights before they got too serious. That was what annoyed her. This particular fight had been broken up before she had got rid of her frustration. She had stormed off the ship with a cut lip and that was it. The lip was still bleeding but Sofia ignored it as she smoked.
She could feel her anger fading slightly but still wasn't ready to go back to the ship. She lit another cigarette after the the first one was finished and stretched out a little on the sand. She had been working hard lately so it felt nice to relax in the sunshine. She just hoped none of the crew came to find her; or anyone else for that matter.
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