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sixthiterationlogs2017-11-17 10:46 pm
copingskills) wrote in sixthiterationlogs2017-11-17 10:46 pm
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.
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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Eventually, they make it inside and as the warm air from the fires hits her, Beverly shivers. "Come on. Let's find a room and get you changed into something dry. There should be something that passes for clothes inside your bag." As for a towel to dry off with, Beverly digs inside her own bag for the one she packed and holds it out. "In the meantime, try to dry off. I won't have you getting sick."
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She nods her head again, following the woman's guidance. She shakily drags the towel around her shoulders, wiping at her throat and any other exposed skin; drying off the rest of her won't help much until she can get out of her soaked clothes.
"T-thank you." She stutters it out as they walk, knowing full well that she would be in a much worse situation without her generous help.
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"Are you hungry? I can see if there's soup ready."
Beverly is still fairly wet herself, though not quite as much so as Elena, but she won't be getting properly dry and warm until she's back at the house. However long that ends up being.
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"Um, maybe in a little bit? I'm sure I can get it myself. You have to be cold too, in that."
She gestures to the other woman's damp clothes. Elena feels bad, even though she's grateful.
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"I'll be all right for a little bit longer," she answers. "I have to go back out in that storm to reach the house I'm staying in anyway. I just wanted to be sure you'd be all right before I left." She's not the type to abandon anyone, least of all someone who so clearly needs her help.
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She hadn't realized that the woman didn't live here. The Inn must be closer to where she'd been saved than her own home was. Maybe she'd been on her way there when they'd met.
She tries not to let the guilt sink in, because she knows that if it had been reversed, Elena would have done the same thing without a second thought. Sadly, she still feels the need to apologize.
"I'm sorry."
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"Besides, I was on my way to check the supply closet here anyway, so it's not like you asked me to do anything unusual." She was already heading here anyway.
However, she is cold and wet, so she turns to point out the acting Innkeeper. "If you need anything, a room or food or anything else, that's Kate. She'll help you. And if you need me, I'm one of the doctors here and I'd be happy to help. I just live back across the village." She'll give very detailed directions to House 20, so Elena can find her if she ever needs her.