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WHO: Mary McGarrett
WHERE: McGarrett House, The Village
WHEN: November 17 & 20
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: Mentions of death/hallucinations in reference to his arrival.

[McGarrett House - November 17]

It had been just over a month since her arrival and she was still hoping that this place was some sort of bad dream but as the days passed, it was looking less and less likely that was the case. What made this place worse for Mary is there was no electricity or modern technology and it had been a rough adjustment for her. One positive thing was that her brother was here and they had found a house to call their own though living together hadn't been without it's difficulties. Mary had a more laid back way of doing thing than her brother and their argument about appropriate shower times was still in progress.

Since the ice storm had moved in, Mary was considering this place closer to hell. She was permanently cold all of the time and she had cabin fever which was making her fairly miserable. Currently, Mary was curled up in front of the fireplace, trying to stop the constant shivering. She didn't really know too much about keeping a fire but she wanted this one to be bigger so she picked up a log and tossed it on the fire. "This is ridiculous." She muttered to herself, curling up tighter, wrapping her arms around her legs. "I'm going to die of hypothermia!"

[The Village and the Inn - November 20]

Once the weather lessened a bit, Mary couldn't wait to get out of the house. She had nothing in mind other than just getting some fresh air. Mary headed into the village, taking her time as she walked around. Eventually she found herself at the Inn and she went inside just to see who was around.

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Mary also had the plan to disappear. She wanted to go back home but she didn't want to leave her brother here either. Her brother had been intent to show her how to do some basic things like start a fire but Mary was not all that interested to learn. Least not yet, anyways.

"Yet? Don't say that too loud that it's taken as a challenge." Mary gave a small grin, teasing Clary. "The only winters I've known is what I see in tv shows and movies. I mean, it has snowed in Hawaii before but it's nothing like this." She also missed the sounds to the city and the hustle and bustle of it. The quiet that was in this village was deafening.

"I was stuck in a house for the duration of the storm. I guess it could have been worse." Both she and her brother made it out in one piece. The McGarrett siblings adored each other and they'd do anything for the other but being trapped in the closed quarters of their house had given her some cabin fever. "It's not all that bad out there considering. There's a hot springs here?"

Clary laughed and shook her head. "I think that the weather and our captors will do what they want, no matter what I say." Though the idea of jinxing it sent a shiver down her spine. She'd be perfectly content to not have snow this year. "It's cold and inconvenient. There isn't much more to the snow."

She paused. "It's like white fluffy cold hell." Clary didn't hate winter but the cold months were those times that she stayed inside and drank hot chocolate or coffee, both of which she did not have here.

"Yeah. I can show you. The water has some healing properties. If I'm being honest, it's why my hair isn't a complete mess."

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The INN!

The INN!