sixthiterationlogs | nothing is inevitable

WHO: Claire Bennet
WHERE: The Inn
WHEN: December 22nd
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: None right now
STATUS: Open

Despite herself, Claire was shaking when she pulled herself over the edge of the fountain and collapsed on the snowy ground with a grunt. It was all that she could do to lay there for a moment, struggling to catch her breath as she kept her eyes clenched shut and tried to calm the racing of her heart. It wouldn't take that long to do, to be honest, but she would still need a moment before she could lift her head and look around to get a sense of where she was.

When she finally rose to her feet, she looked at the different buildings around her and wondered briefly if she had returned to the very first world she had found herself in when she was taken from her home. The idea was fleeting since the buildings didn't look like that village. No, this place was different and the sigh that escaped her was resigned when she realized that she had been stolen. Yet again.

"Great, world number...four." She was sure that it was four now.

Stomping her feet, she thought about poking through the backpack that seemed to arrive with her but she knew she needed to get inside somewhere warm first. So she scanned the buildings until she picked out a larger one that was all lit up and looked somewhat inviting. It was no surprise to her when she found it to be some sort of inn.

Stepping inside a few moments later, she let the door shut behind her as she looked around and immediately picked out the fireplace. Hurrying over, she looked over the room to see if anyone else was around and if she possibly could recognize anyone. Not that she would say anything if she did know someone. No, she had learned to act oblivious unless someone recognized her and said her name first. Then it was fair game.

Dropping her pack in front of the fireplace, she moved to kneel as she opened the pack up and let out a relieved sigh to find that everything inside was dry. It seemed she wouldn't have to stay in her wet clothes. Not that she was going to start stripping right then and there but it was kind of tempting considering having wet clothes on was never fun.

If someone was nice enough to show her a place to get changed, she would do that. Then she would return to the fireplace and sit there while trying to get her bearings. If she was meant to stay awhile, she would have to make some connections and find a place to stay. Which made her wonder if there was a room waiting for her or not.

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"I'll try not to contaminate it with fish." Since no one wants tea that tastes like fish. That wouldn't improve the taste even of the leaves they've found around here to make tea out of. "It'll take a few minutes. There should be hot water already."

"That's probably a good idea. I don't think fish tea would be all that popular." But, hey, maybe she is wrong about that. Nodding as he tells her that it will take a few minutes, she sits down again with a little sigh while she decides to wait. She also needs a moment to steady herself.

"It would go well with the fish stew though." Even if they'd probably much rather have fish stew than fish tea.

He disappears into the kitchen and comes back out a few minutes later, still with the basket dangling from his hook, though now empty of fish. In his other hand he's carrying two mugs of tea, which he sets on the table and moves one to in front of her. "Watch out for the leaves."

"I don't know? I'm not sure it would really go with anything." She wrinkles her nose briefly before shaking her head in amusement and watching him go.

Making herself comfortable while she waits, she assesses her situation again. Which kind of feels impossible to do given the fact that she hasn't seen the rest of her new home and she doesn't know very much about it. She is still thinking about it when he comes back and sets some tea in front of her. "Thanks."

"So how long have you been here?" She asks, cradling the cup between her hands.

"Months." He's not sure how many. It wasn't so snowy and cold then. "It's easy to lose track of time here. The days are mostly the same as all the other days." And they don't have calendars. "Four or five months at least."

He's not used to having to stay in one place.

"What do people do most days?" She asked curiously, wondering how the people passed the time if it felt like it was easy to lose track of time while the days were mostly the same.

She understood the feeling or the idea, though. She had been in Haurvatat for years but it had never really felt like that at times. There were days where it seemed longer, though.

"Whatever they can." At least as far as he's noticed there's no one who seems to be slacking off and not pulling their weight around here. Which would be a poor choice since most people seem to be of the opinion that if you want to share in the rewards, you have to do some of the work. "There's a lot that needs doing around here, and plenty of people willing to teach the things they know, and plenty that anyone can do even without learning something new."

"I can do a few things." Claire stated once he was finished speaking, nodding her head slightly even while she wondered again what kind of world she had come to this time. Not that she was really bothered by having to do work. It wasn't as much of a shock as it had been in the first world. She had learned a lot there about being an adult and a team player.

"I can cook and bake. I am also a nurse."

"Those are all things that we need someone to do." There are plenty who can cook and bake, but given the number of people here and the fact that the number seems to grow steadily if not quickly, another pair of hands who can help prepare meals is welcome.

"Especially those with some sort of medical training." There aren't as many of those.

"Is there someone that I can talk to here about cooking?" She asked curiously, figuring that someone had to be cooking meals here for people who didn't want to cook elsewhere. Or couldn't.

She made a mental note to find out about how she could use her medical training here too. Maybe get the word out that people could come to her if needed.

"Kate Kelly. You can generally find her in the kitchen, or elsewhere in the inn." Everyone's settled into their roles, and learned what everyone else's role is, and what's the easiest way to find them if needed. He's not always easy to find, when he's out fishing, but since he stops by the inn afterwards every day, it is possible to find him if you're patient.

"She's the one who first started organizing the group meals."

Claire normally wasn't that great with names but that seemed like a fairly easy one to remember. That and it didn't seem like the place they were in was so huge that she wouldn't be able to find the woman later on. Not when it sounded like she spent most of her time in the very building they were in. Or, at least, that was the assumption that Claire was taking away from his answer.

"Group meals are a good idea." She nodded. "Gets a whole community vibe going on, especially when people need to know and work together."

"Plus everyone is guaranteed one meal a day, if for some reason they can't manage more than that." There's usually extra food of some sort sitting around though. Maybe not always the best options, but it's there.

"I take it that we have to be pretty creative to come up with a meal around here, huh?" Claire was kind of used to having all kinds of ingredients when she needed them but she was sure she could still be useful with very little. At least she hoped she could be.

"There's meat, and fish, and there was a garden last year, but yes, it does require some creativity." Especially in the areas of preserving food for the winter, so that they would still have fresh food to eat then. Luckily they've got some creative people around here.

"Well, luckily, I can be creative if I need to be." That and she learned rather quickly when she needed to. That was something she could do too.

"Thanks for helping me out." She told him with a smile again.

"Anyone who wasn't creative before arriving here figures it out fairly quickly." He considers that he was resourceful enough before arriving here, and he knew how to fish, so that had been an advantage from the start.

"You're welcome. It's how we survive around here."

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