K'vk'tun. The beach by the clinic. Visitation.

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The beach was nice; immaculate white sand broken only by large black rocks.  The weather was that nice kind of sunny day with a breeze that cooled you off but didn't render you chilly.  The vivid blue sky was dotted with cotton-ball-like clouds.  If she didn't know any better she could have convinced herself that this was Florida and not another planet entirely.

Amidst the crashing of the waves could be heard the laughter of children playing somewhere nearby, and every so often a brindle greyhound dog would take off for the other end of the beach.

Ramada grinned.

"This vacation was a good idea."

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"Me." Mykayla sighed.

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Ramada laughed out loud. "Hardly."

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"I feel like one." Humor twinkled in her differently coloured eyes as she raised her hands. "Do you think you can get me to the hammock on the veranda?"

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"No problem." She took her friend's hands and hoisted her up.

Ramada was - had always been - stronger than she looked. Even if Mykayla wasn't entirely too heavy.

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Her friend winced and screwed her face up slightly, trying and failing to move her legs. "Oh... ow."

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"Here." Ramada motioned for Mykayla to maneuver herself so that the smaller woman would be in her arms. "This'll keep us both from tripping over ourselves."