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nysalogs2017-10-02 10:52 pm
romancekiller) wrote in nysalogs2017-10-02 10:52 pm
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Who: Clarke Griffin (romancekiller) & various
What: Post canon update return + catch all for October event related things.
When: October
Where: Thesa station/stasis units + Sanctuary
Warning(s): tba
thesa station;
[clarke doesn't even remember passing out or falling asleep when she finds herself waking up from the stasis units. she doesn't know where she is and it doesn't register with her immediately because months had passed from what she last remembers of actually surviving praimfaya when she was so certain she going to die.
sometimes it didn't feel real that she was still alive, that despite showing symptoms she had recovered just like luna did. her brows furrow in confusion as she stares at the empty stasis pod in front of her and suddenly the rush memories of being on thesa station, the orbiters telling them about a storm that had destroyed their worlds and her stay in olympia all came back to her in small waves at a disorienting rate. she doesn't miss the irony of the situation or the fact that she has regained newer memories compared to what she last remembered of this place. it was just like bellamy had told her and she feels her breath catch in her throat at first but she calms herself to exhale sharply and taking another deep breath.
she wasn't alone, not here. she remembers the people she met here, bellamy being here too and she immediately grabs her phone from her pocket. she know that whatever happened to her that she had definitely worried her friends. if anyone happens to be passing by, once she has composed herself she will try to catch their attention] Hey. Can I ask you something?
sanctuary;
[it hadn't even been long after she had woken up and came down to olympia that it seemed to be in chaos of the bombing that happened later that morning. it's the talk of the city and clarke immediately heads to the sanctuary, postponing any plans she has to tend to the people there.
she learns that nobody really sustained any injuries but there were people becoming sick at almost an alarming rate and she couldn't help but worry. it reminded her too much of when the grounders had tried to get to them through biological warfare and this didn't seem any different with how the symptoms seemed to be arising with people. it was possible that clarke could get sick herself but if anything that was her last concern especially when she learning that some of her friends were sick. if you are on of her friends, don't think she is letting you off that easy either]
a) [if you're dropping off patients she will direct you to bed to place them so they can be treated but for the most part clarke will making her rounds to each patient and checking up on them every chance she gets. especially certain stubborn people who think it's a great idea to venture out when they need to be rest so they can recover faster] Okay, look— I don't care what excuse you plan on giving me, can you please just take it easy and rest?
b) [at some point later in the day, it's easy to tell that clarke has mostly likely worn herself out. she has been running back and forth trying to tend to everyone else and taking sure they were okay first and foremost. to her credit she had been taking small breaks here and there where you can catch her but despite not being sick, she does seem really exhausted and look like she needs a more permanent break from this for the day]
wildcard;
[choose your own adventure! i will roll with it or just hit me up on my plotting comment here or on plurk (![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
throned) and we can plot and i can write up a starter for you!]
romancekiller) & variousWhat: Post canon update return + catch all for October event related things.
When: October
Where: Thesa station/stasis units + Sanctuary
Warning(s): tba
thesa station;
[clarke doesn't even remember passing out or falling asleep when she finds herself waking up from the stasis units. she doesn't know where she is and it doesn't register with her immediately because months had passed from what she last remembers of actually surviving praimfaya when she was so certain she going to die.
sometimes it didn't feel real that she was still alive, that despite showing symptoms she had recovered just like luna did. her brows furrow in confusion as she stares at the empty stasis pod in front of her and suddenly the rush memories of being on thesa station, the orbiters telling them about a storm that had destroyed their worlds and her stay in olympia all came back to her in small waves at a disorienting rate. she doesn't miss the irony of the situation or the fact that she has regained newer memories compared to what she last remembered of this place. it was just like bellamy had told her and she feels her breath catch in her throat at first but she calms herself to exhale sharply and taking another deep breath.
she wasn't alone, not here. she remembers the people she met here, bellamy being here too and she immediately grabs her phone from her pocket. she know that whatever happened to her that she had definitely worried her friends. if anyone happens to be passing by, once she has composed herself she will try to catch their attention] Hey. Can I ask you something?
sanctuary;
[it hadn't even been long after she had woken up and came down to olympia that it seemed to be in chaos of the bombing that happened later that morning. it's the talk of the city and clarke immediately heads to the sanctuary, postponing any plans she has to tend to the people there.
she learns that nobody really sustained any injuries but there were people becoming sick at almost an alarming rate and she couldn't help but worry. it reminded her too much of when the grounders had tried to get to them through biological warfare and this didn't seem any different with how the symptoms seemed to be arising with people. it was possible that clarke could get sick herself but if anything that was her last concern especially when she learning that some of her friends were sick. if you are on of her friends, don't think she is letting you off that easy either]
a) [if you're dropping off patients she will direct you to bed to place them so they can be treated but for the most part clarke will making her rounds to each patient and checking up on them every chance she gets. especially certain stubborn people who think it's a great idea to venture out when they need to be rest so they can recover faster] Okay, look— I don't care what excuse you plan on giving me, can you please just take it easy and rest?
b) [at some point later in the day, it's easy to tell that clarke has mostly likely worn herself out. she has been running back and forth trying to tend to everyone else and taking sure they were okay first and foremost. to her credit she had been taking small breaks here and there where you can catch her but despite not being sick, she does seem really exhausted and look like she needs a more permanent break from this for the day]
wildcard;
[choose your own adventure! i will roll with it or just hit me up on my plotting comment here or on plurk (
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[ she bites her lip, looking down, as if to say I'm lonely, or I would like some company to deal better with the sickness... in reality, it is a lie about not knowing anyone else in the Sanctuary, but she has a feeling Clarke won't stop if she simply points out that she looks tired. ]
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Thank you, [ she says with sincerity. then, trying to think of something to talk about, she latches on to the first topic she can think of. ] Are you a Maester? A, a healer, I think it is called in other worlds. Like Lady Claire.
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[clarke just smiles slightly and just nods in response to the question. the word maester isn't a term she had heard because but when sansa corrects her wording, it's easy for her to realize it meant the same thing] Yeah, that's right— I am a healer. It's something I've studied since I was younger.
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... a mentor?
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[ how amazing... and yet, Sansa feels like she can relate, at least a little bit. she may not have learned healing arts from her mother, but all her courtly skills, all the strength, she did. ]
She must be a remarkable person.
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[ she can relate to missing your mother, too — she had left her lady Mother in Winterfell, and never seen her again, not once. all she had was her memories and the story of how they'd killed her. ]
But forgive me. I know it is hard... to remember those who still sleep.
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[hearing sansa apologize though for bringing up her mother, clarke finds herself shaking her head] It's okay— I don't mind talking about my mother or my friends who are still sleeping.
Especially since it's like this for me back home too from what I remember with the new memories I have gained recently. [between her friends that were living in the bunker and her friends who were up in space for the next five years, she didn't want to forget them so talking about them at least helped her remember and hold onto the hope that she would see them again in five years or even if they wake up from stasis here one day]