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Who: John Sheppard (impavid) & Ianto Jones (torchwoodteaboy), & intro-log people
What: A collection of ROOMMATES chatter & INTRO LOG OVERFLOWS
When: Through April, after the intro log & during intro log overflows
Where: Olympia Starter Housing, various
Warning(s): N/A at the offset

The room is small, and the privacy is a little lacking, but John's travelled in enough rural and underdeveloped places that he's just glad of having walls and a bathroom. He scans the space vaguely, trying to weigh up if there's any difference between the beds before stepping through to nose into the other rooms. One bathroom, one kitchen, one central space and two nooks with beds. It's definitely not the worst space he's been in.

Ducking under a beam he begins to undo his tactical vest, shrugs it off and unzips the waterproof jacket underneath to reveal a plain black t-shirt.

"So. It's not exactly homey, yet, but it's dry and has running water by the looks of it. I think I'd call that a win." John himself doesn't need much more than that. "If you have a preference pick a bed now."

They look the same to John. He supposes the choice is really how close you want to be to the front door.

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ELIZABETH OF YORK;

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[ Started here. ]

What else is there? Well, John hesitates -- takes a sip of his drink to buy himself time to formulate a list.

"Well, I thought I'd see what the housing is like. Maybe what kind of shops they have. It doesn't look like we get paid just to turn up, so I think I might need to find a job too. I read that there's a theatre, too, maybe some music."

Just generally scope out the culture, see if he can get a handle on the right way to go about blending in.

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She hadn't thought much of the cove, but everything else he suggested appealed to her. She would need a new gown and see the state of her lodgings. It wasn't until the mention of music that she felt excited. There was more to this place than she first considered, her mind shut off by the reminder of what happened to their world.

"You will have a great deal to explore." And she imagined that Olympia was as large as London. "The marketplace would be good to visit. You can learn more about a city from the average citizens than from those they are going to have meet us."

They would at least tell the truth. "It would be nice to have new clothes."

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"It would. They had spares on the --"

John gestures, vaguely, upwards to Thesa Station.

"-- or at least they did when I asked, but for anything here you'll probably have to pay. Or trade. They might be the trading types."

Which would be fine, if John had anything much to trade with, but right now he doesn't.

"But, if you get a job you can buy anything you want. Within reason. What's your resume like?"

He's assuming, at a glance, that it's mostly professionally rich but he's been wrong about this before.

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He's using words that she's not familiar with, but she tries not to let her confusion show. For a moment, she only stares at the fire as she attempts to make sense of his questions. Resume and job? As much as she hates to admit that she's a bit lost, she can only shake her head at him.

"I don't understand."

Which should be indication enough that she comes from a time long before she would need to consider those things. "You're talking about earning coin?"

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Definitely professionally rich.

"Sure," he confirms," so you can buy things. Like clothes, and food. The money has to come from somewhere, right? So! What are you good at? Everyone's good at something."

Even fancy professionally rich people have skills, though they may not be the most practical.

[hidden_and_patient]

That was a good question. All she had been raised to do was be a queen. She at least had the good fortune of marrying someone that seemed to be listening to her advice, if only a little.

Though it's clear that she woefully ill equipped for any specific trade.

"I know how to sew and embroider." She knows languages, but it's unlikely they are here. She could read and write, but somehow, she suspects that if she states that, he'd find that more funny than impressive. "My father was a king. What I can do, I learned from him. I don't think there is much demand for that."

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"Well, that's a good start! My sewing's more function than pretty, I'm sure it's the same for a lot of places. Maybe there's a place that would hire you to help make nice clothes, or blankets or something! Or -- "

Wait, she said father was a king. She's a princess? A slow, dawning realisation hits along with sense-memory of Rodney angrily making jokes about local princesses and priestesses.

After a beat, he recovers.

"Running a kingdom requires lots of useful skills. Like... diplomacy for dealing with people, math, managing staff. Those are all transferable to plenty of other things."

Things. Which he cannot quite place right now, because he's still processing the princess part.