As for characters, right now I'm not currently adding anyone. But as always, there is room for the future.
And
Megan....
Home For An Island
HummaDos
Horatio: Okay team, here we are in the HummaDos.
Colton: What the flippin' pancakes is that?
Horatio: Humma Two.
Colton: You have to be kidding me.
Horatio: I am not.
Calleigh: So we're taking this thing to Miami? It's like a cruise.
Horatio: We...*grabs shades* ...*pulls shades* ...What the...*yanks shades* THEY'RE NOT COMING OFF!
Megan: Oh gee look what happened.
Calleigh: Having trouble?
Horatio: I...*pulls on shades* ...I...*pulls on shades*...I CAN'T FINISH A SENTENCE UNLESS THEY'RE OFF!
Anni: Just pretend they aren't there.
Horatio: Is everything getting darker? Can anyone else see the light? *hyperventilating* I can't see basic colors!
Calleigh: It's okay Horatio, we'll find a way to get you to see the light.
Anni: I know. *grabs chainsaw* We'll hack through them!
Horatio: *screams, passes out*
Everyone: *looks at floor*
Colton: ...Aye aye.
Miami, Lab
Katie: *reading casefiles*
Tripp: *walks in* You called for me?
Katie: How come you don't have a beeper?
Tripp: Ah come on, I never understood how to work those damn things. Besides, I can never see the screen.
Katie: *smiles* Well you've never really been up on technology.
Tripp: That's for sure. So what did you need me for?
Katie: Your size. I'm just trying to re-create a crime scene.
Tripp: Okay.
Katie: *walks over* Okay, stand right...Here. *pushes Frank*
Tripp: *looks down at shoes* Okay.
Katie: Now, hold this.
Tripp: A knife?
Katie: Yeah, but put it in your pocket.
Tripp: *puts knife in pocket*
Katie: *grabs foam person* Okay, if she were lunging at you, how would you react?
Tripp: I'd pull the knife out and defend myself.
Katie: Where would you stab her?
Tripp: Uh...Probably where I could access her easiest.
Katie: Let's test it out. *pushes foam person toward Frank*
Tripp: *pulls out knife, stabs foam person*
Knife slides into the side of foam person
Katie: You wouldn't stab her anywhere else?
Tripp: Not if I wanted to get her off of me. It's the closest part of her for me to access.
Katie: Okay. This time, keep the knife out, and stand up straight.
Tripp: Like this? *holds knife out*
Katie: Right. Now, stab her as she's coming at you.
Tripp: *swings knife*
Katie: ...The stomach.
Tripp: Is that bad?
Katie: *frowning* No, it's just confusing.
Tripp: Why?
Katie: *makes slow stabbing motion* Well, if you were going to defend yourself, you'd go for the easiest slice, right?
Tripp: Yeah.
Katie: There is no way he could have reacted fast enough to move his wrist and stab her in the heart.
Tripp: He meant to do that.
Katie: Yeah, whether she was running for him or not.
Tripp: Which case is this?
Katie: Nevermind, I have to file some paperwork. Thanks for your help. *walks away*
Tripp: ...No one wants me to just be a cop anymore.
HummaDos
Anni: Okay, I know how we can revive him. Salt.
Calleigh: I don't think salt will work.
Anni: Let's splash water on him then.
Colton: Let's throw him overboard.
Horatio: *jumps up* I AM FINE! *yanks shades* GET OFF YOU STUPID SHADES!
Colton: I guess he isn't so high and mighty if they're stuck.
Horatio: *pulling shades* Off I say! Off! I am Horatio Caine you must obey me!
Calleigh: Is it working?
Horatio: I thought it would. Apparently not.
Calleigh: Have you tried anything else besides yelling at the shades?
Horatio: I've tried passing out.
Calleigh: ...I don't think that did anything.
Horatio: Well I'll have to try something else. I know! A screwdriver!
Anni: ...Won't that hurt?
Horatio: Well if I aim away from my eyes, it might not.
Anni: I still vote for the chainsaw.
Megan: I vote for an ice pick. They're so much more dangerous. *cackles*
Everyone: *looks at Megan*
Megan: ....Wow you guys have rubbed off on me.
Venezuela, 9 am
Delko: Come on Jess, let's keep climbing.
Jess: Um easy for you to say, you aren't carrying a baby. *sits on log*
Delko: *sits* Are you okay?
Jess: *nods* I'm fine.
Delko: You sure?
Jess: Yeah.
Delko: We can rest for a few minutes.
Jess: Finally.
Delko: ...Man I miss the team.
Jess: Me too.
Delko: If they were here, we'd be having fun, not climbing hopelessly.
Jess: You actually have fun?
Delko: ...You don't?
Jess: I do, but...I know know, we usually take a back seat to everything.
Delko: ...It doesn't matter if people are paying attention to us or not.
Jess: It does to me. I don't mean to sound greedy and petty, but no one even asked us when the wedding date is.
Delko: That's because we haven't set a date.
Jess: Yeah but it would be nice if people were curious.
Bushes are heard rustling
Jess: *looks back* What was that?
Delko: I don't know. *grabs rock*
Jess: What are you going to do? Pelt it to death with a pebble?
Delko: *throws rock into bush*
Jaguar jumps out
Jess: *screams*
Delko: Uh...Okay so that wasn't the best idea I've ever had.
Jess: *backs up* You've had worse, but no one's keeping track.
Delko: *backs up*
Jaguar moves forward, licks her lips
Delko: *grabs stick*
Jess: Eric, this is a little Boy Scout-ish, even for you.
Delko: HOOLA HOOLA HOOLA!
Jaguar stares at Delko
Delko: ...Okay so that didn't work out as well as I planned.
Jess: Do something before it eats you.
Delko: Why?
Jess: If you're not here, I have no human sheild.
Delko: Gee I love you too.
Jaguar pounces
Delko: AH! *stabs jaguar in the face*
Jaguar falls, dies
Jess: ...
Delko: ...
Jess: *smiles* That was very cool.
Delko: I hope you don't expect me to cook her up.
Jess: No way. I'd rather drink my pee.
Delko: Interesting visual.
Jess: ...Sorry.
TBC...............
