Sherlock busied himself trying to find larger logs that he could try to make into a leanto. He lucked out finding a small part of a sail that must have blown up on shore. It was torn and ratty, and would only cover one side of his leanto, but it was a start.
What he ended up making hardly looked like a shelter at all, but the piece of sail would at least keep the sun off his head, even if the 4 actual sides were not really walls at all.
He had just managed to shake down one coconut (which came dangerously close to hitting him on the head and killing him when he saw John come back with a.... basket?
He met John in the shallows and opened the basket. "Where did you find this?" He asked, pointing to the basket itself. Inside fish were still flopping around and there was a crab that didn't look like it wanted to be there., But at least, Sherlock figured, he could kill him with a coconut to the head.
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Date: 2019-08-18 02:34 am (UTC)What he ended up making hardly looked like a shelter at all, but the piece of sail would at least keep the sun off his head, even if the 4 actual sides were not really walls at all.
He had just managed to shake down one coconut (which came dangerously close to hitting him on the head and killing him when he saw John come back with a.... basket?
He met John in the shallows and opened the basket. "Where did you find this?" He asked, pointing to the basket itself. Inside fish were still flopping around and there was a crab that didn't look like it wanted to be there., But at least, Sherlock figured, he could kill him with a coconut to the head.
He hoped.