001: Slippery when wet

[dann_0]

WHO: Danny Williams
WHERE: Fountain/Inn
WHEN: Friday 17 -> 22
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: Some mentioning of violence, almost freezing to death and possibly some nudity once he gets inside somewhere warm and can change clothes

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Fountain/Inn Nov -17th
The cold water comes as a shock to Danny's system. He had been... well not really safe or sound for that matter but at least warm in Colombia. The last thing he remembered was calling Grace and talking to her before the guards had caught on and dragged him outside to deliver a beating. He had blacked out in the middle of it and now he is surrounded by freezing water. He blinks and sees the light far above him. It feels too far but he has no choice but to swim for it. An eternity later he breaks the surface and gulps in cold air. He can see the edge of the pool and swims for it even as he can feel his strength leaving him by the second. He manages to pull himself out of the fountain, soaking wet and for a moment he just kneels at the side of it, looking around the area.

He wants to just lay down and rest, he feels so tired. And cold. His whole body shakes with the cold and it is hard to think and to breathe. But he sees a house with lights and he feels like he can almost feel the warmth reaching for him. He somehow manages to get to his feet and stumbles towards the inn. By the time he gets to the door, he doesn't have enough strength left to raise his hand and push the door open and instead he just collapses against it.

After he gets dragged inside and changes to warm and dry clothes he will be hiding next to the most convenient heat source until he feels human again.

Inn+Outside Until 22nd
Danny spends a lot of time at the Inn. Even days later he feels like he hasn't quite gotten warm again and he likes staying somewhere it is nice and warm. The fact that there are people here who can explain where he is and what is happening is a bonus as well. After a few days, he starts to get a little bit of cabin fever though and packs on as much clothing as he can before he sets out to explore the village and get a feel for the place.

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

[copingskills]

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

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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.