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[the_real_ray]

Finally all the damn fishing pole nonsense had paid off. Now all Ray had to do was get Benny to start working on beer and the island wouldn't be nearly so much like Hell. He was very proud of his fish, granted it wasn't a marlin or anything, but it was more than he expected to catch. He definitely wanted to hit Kowalski with it at some point

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[canaan_divided]

Mamet's laying on his back, half asleep, when he hears some guy outside asking for Frannie. She's sound asleep and he frowns, not wanting her to get up for something that might be stupid. He gets up, dressed only in his jeans, and peeks out the entrance flap. Okay, two guys. Mamet stands half inside, half out, and puts his finger to his lips. "Shh, she's asleep..."

[the_mountie]

Fraser stared blankly, feeling very confused. Why was Ray here with Francesca? Asleep? He was sure there would be a good explanation, so he turned to question Ray, hoping the process of deduction would answer his questions. "Is she all right?"

[the_real_ray]

Ray didn't get politely confused, he got pissed off. He smacked Stanley upside the head with the fish he'd caught. "This better not be what it looks, asshole!" Or else he had two bullets with this jerk's name on it.

[canaan_divided]

Mamet nods toward Geoffrey and opens his mouth to say something when the guy he doesn't recognize yells at him and hits him with a fish. Mamet's eyes widen and his puts up his hands to block his face far too belatedly, almost falling back into the hut. "Hey!" He wipes at his head and glares at the guy. "What the fuck was that for?"