sixthiterationlogs | 001 ][ i see a ghost out on the water, i swear it has my face

WHO: Elena Gilbert
WHERE: Fountain > Inn > Around the Village
WHEN: Nov 18 - 20th
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: References to death and drowning

FOUNTAIN - Nov 18th

This had all happened before, this feeling. She was floating, waiting for the darkness to swallow her, only this time she was alone. That made it better, somehow. More peaceful. She didn't have the burden of watching her parents drown with her because of her mistakes, her selfishness.

Her lungs still burned as they screamed for air, and it was the shock of a sudden temperature difference that brought her back briefly from her oxygen-deprived haze. The water had been cold in the river below Wickery Bridge, but not this cold. Not by a long-shot. It felt like a thousand daggers were suddenly stabbing into her skin through the fabric of her drenched clothes as it sucked every last bit of warmth out of her insides.

It was hard to tell which way was up, the depth of the water disorienting, but she felt a gentle push as if she were being guided, and she managed to find the strength for a few weak kicks toward the surface.

Hopefully, someone would be nearby to give her a hand when hers managed to break the surface of the water, despite the storm. At least her bright red scrubs make her easier to see that she might be otherwise.

INN - Nov 19th

With the ice storm still going strong outside, Elena opts to stay inside where it's warm, at least for today. She's got the gist of what's going on, though she's still not convinced that she isn't dead and this is some weird sort of limbo or...whatever.

That said, everything feels very real and there are people to meet and talk to, so she forces herself to stay on the ground floor, trying to eat and drink what she can to get her strength back up and talk to as many people as she can.

They're all in this together, after all.

OUT AND ABOUT - Nov 20th

After the storm clears, Elena takes it upon herself to do a bit of exploring. It's starting to sink in that this is all very real, that she may never make it home, and that nearly everyone she's ever cared about would have very likely all passed by now. If she's being honest with herself, it would have happened sometime in the interim of her fitful sleep after her arrival, but the sheer amount of loss is just too mind-numbing to process all at once.

This is something in her face that she can focus on, at least. Getting a lay of the land and comfortable with her surroundings was important. She couldn't know what might be coming but she could try to be prepared.

She walks along the river, taking in the sights with her hands tucked into the pockets of her peacoat, making sure not to steer too far away or lose sight of the town itself. There would be time for that later, and getting lost in the cold didn't sound like a very good idea.

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Clary rolled her shoulders in a lazy shrug. "Sounds good." She wasn't in a rush. "There isn't a lot to do here, more so during the storm." Which was why she was doodling by the fire. Clary wasn't very good at cleaning or cooking, so she spent a lot of time standing out of the way. She was learning to hunt but you couldn't hunt in this weather.

"So where are you from?"

Hopefully it was somewhere that Clary knew or it'd be a very short conversation.

Elena wasn't a good cook, either. She hadn't even been here long enough to really realized the scope of their situation, that the cooks and such were just as much victims as she was so far as being brought here.

She would realize it eventually and find a way to help out, but even then? Cooking wouldn't be it.

"Mystic Falls? It's a small town in Virginia. How about you?"

"Brooklyn, New York. Not so small town." Clary smiled at the other girl. It was nice to meet someone who appeared relatively normal. She wasn't foolish enough to think that anyone who arrived here was normal but they could at least talk about Earth related things.

"Nice to meet someone else from Earth. Virginia is south right?"

Elena laughs.

"No, definitely not."

For being so close, she hadn't spent much, if any, time in New York. Families in Mystic Falls didn't seem to travel much and when the did it usually wasn't very far.

"Mhmm, right along the same coast. Not very far away at all in the grand scheme of things."

"I've found that the grand scheme of things has been getting a lot bigger lately." Not just arriving in this village but everything that's been happening to Clary back in New York too.

Her life was filled with the unexpected. Luckily, Clary was now starting to expect it.

"Man, I used to go camping with my mom and her best friend when I was little but I didn't spend a lot of time in a small town. What was it like?" She wondered if it was the sort of thing that could be described or maybe drawn?

Clary might have to try.

"And yet sometimes the world still feels small. Or worlds now, I guess."

After all, different dimensions separated them, but they still only lived a couple of states apart. That made it all feel a little smaller.

She needed that, with what her life had become too.

"Well, a lot of the buildings are old-fashioned as far as architecture goes. No one really moves in or out a lot, so everyone knows everyone. My senior class is pretty small, and it's full of the same people I've known since I was a couple years old.

We have a lot of century plus long traditions, too. Parades, parties, dances, that kind of thing."

"That sounds nice. New York as so many schools that they're numbered and a lot of times you get split up from friends from Elementary to Middle school." She had been lucky to go to school with Simon since Elementary school but that didn't usually happen. They just lived close enough that it worked out that way.

"The city has that but any party or parade really makes you want to stay inside." The crowds were hell.

Her head tilted to the side, "Do you like it that sort of place? Small and close?" She wondered if people were all in each others business. New York had a certain amount of autonomy which was most likely why her mother had picked it as a hiding spot.

"It is kind of nice. I think there's pros and cons to both, though. You don't get a whole lot of exposure to other people when you see the same ones every day."

She remembers when Stefan first moved in; he'd been the talk of the town for weeks.

"It's almost like having a really big family, but it's also hard whenever every single person knows every little tiny bit of your business." Like when her parents died, everyone knew. It took years for people to treat her normally again.

To Clary, it sounded like the Shadowhunters. They were more spread out than a small town but they were all a family and they all gathered together when they were called. It was nice being a part of something like that, even if they did look at her like she was the offspring of evil.

They weren't wrong but it wasn't pleasant for all of the Shadowhunter community to know more about her parents than she did.

"I get that." Probably more than Elena realized. "That sounds really rough but also good." A frown touched her lips. "I miss being close with my family, even if it was just a mess of people I knew and was close too." She had her mother but Clary hadn't grown up with a large extended family. She had Simon and Luke. They were her family and she missed them. More than that, she missed how things used to be.

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