TR: wind for peeweemartin

[unit_girl]

Jo wasn't one to let a bit of weather stop her from going outside. Well, the blizzard had, but that only lasted a day and it had been fun with lots of people in the Compound, so she hadn't minded. But this had been going on a few days now and there was no telling when it was going to stop. So she went out anyway

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[peeweemartin]

He should've known that going out in this kind of wind couldn't have been good. But being a paratrooper, Johnny had thought he'd get through this, without the wind bothering him.

As it turned out, he'd been wrong. But as he stumbled along, the wind pushing and pulling on him, depending how he turned his body, he realized it hadn't been all that bad to go out, as there was clearly somebody female in the river.

Tripping over to the river, he leaned closer, asking, "Sorry, missy, whatcha doin' in the river? Shouldn't ya be inside with ya boyfriend, makin' him keep ya warm?"

[uh, just so you're not confused, he doesn't know it's Jo in the river!]

[unit_girl]

"I didn't mean to be in here. The wind blew me in." She managed to stand up, with a struggle and found that the water wasn't all that deep, which was just as well given how heavy her coat had now got. She'd take it off but she didn't want to lose it and she had a feeling she'd need both hands to get out.

When she looked up she could see a silhouette of a man standing on the bank, but she couldn't tell who he was, beyond having an American accent, which didn't really narrow it down much.

At least the bank wasn't big or steep, which was probably how she came to have gone into the river in the first place. It meant she could walk up it. Well, crawl up, since she was determined not to be blown back in again. As soon as her feet were out of the water her boots squelched horribly. "I really liked these boots as well. The clothes box is never going to forgive me."

ooc: two can play at that game :)

[peeweemartin]

Johnny chuckled, holding out his hand to help the woman up. "I know this one young lady who gave the box some o' her favorite clothes, an' now it gives 'er all she wants. Crazy, huh?"

This goddamned wind! Johnny stumbled another step forward, nearly knocking her over again. "Sorry," he apologized, steading himself by planting his feet widely apart.

[unit_girl]

"That was me." She was sure she would have heard if anyone else had tried that, although she wasn't surprised if anyone else had either got the idea from her or thought it up themselves.

She took his hand, although since hers was wet, a bit muddy and starting to go numb from the cold, and he stumbled, it wasn't that useful. But she did manage to stand and then she could see who it was.

"Johnny!" Why was it he always saw her looking her worst?