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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 (

throned) and we can plot and i can write up a starter for you!]

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[Ren pauses in his walk when he hears someone addressing him. He's not heading to anywhere important, so the impatience that otherwise might be there for being stopped isn't. What's there instead, however, is an expectant expression as he sizes up Clarke.]

You just did. [But then, after a beat.] What is it?

[ Having returned to the station with the intention of trying (and ultimately failing) to get a peek at the Observation Deck for a second time, David's second stop is invariably stasis, to check on Syd and on Amy. To search for more of his family, though at times it seems an impossible task. The kind of thing that would take years.

He'd do it though, without question.]

Huh? [ The question pulls him out of his thoughts, the half-formed mental map he'd made of the area fading as he turns toward Clarke, brows raised. ] Sorry. I didn't think anyone else was down here.

[ Then his gaze shifts, catching on the open pod and — ] Oh. You've just — I'm sorry, I don't — how can I help?

Edited 2017-10-04 05:56 (UTC)

[ she is there, among those who rest — being at her house was too much of a danger to her family, and so she has (reluctantly) relocated to the Sanctuary, where she tries to help those she can, those who are in poorer health than she is.

but when she sees Clarke pass her by for the nth time, her expression worn-out and tired, she can't help but reach out. ]

Clarke? Do you have a moment?

( he's not expecting that request, though the fact it comes paired with a familiar voice does manage to make him slow down. Peter isn't here because he's infected, though with all the time he's spent around the sick, it's a shock he isn't. he looks pretty worn down, though, to be fair, it'd be easy to mistake him. )

Does that still count if I tell you I'm not sick? ( he wonders, though the fact he stopped at all means perhaps he can be convinced to slow down... for a second, anyway. at least long enough to check in with Clarke. )

[ are you allowed to have pets in the sanctuary? probably not, but it won't stop eggsy from striding through in his bespoke suit, checking up on acquaintances and dear friends alike, with a small pug trotting after him. he carries an adidas backpack with him, slung over one shoulder and mostly empty now (though previously full of supplies).

on his way out of the sanctuary, he stumbles into a healer rushing past and hurries to apologise. in the chaos, JB slips from his side, shooting off after a supposedly familiar face. ]

Sorry, I wasn't paying any — [ eggsy catches sight of his little dog disappearing around a corner. ] — oh, for fuck's sake, JB!

[ he swiftly pursues. jesus, it's busy as hell, with patients and professionals alike flitting across the halls. to avoid getting trampled, JB darts underneath a chair. well, clarke's chair, wherever she was seated for a brief rest. half a minute later, eggsy appears in the waiting area, skidding to a stop as he scans the room. his eyes pause on clarke. huh, he recognises her from somewhere. the station, maybe — or wait, doesn't she hang around bellamy? ]

[ Ariadne has dutifully reported to the medical people, knowing that a flu caused by some kind of weird purple bomb is likely not just any flu, despite the fact that she hates doctors.

It's good, at least, to see a familiar face. ]

Look, I can't make any promises. I'm not going to sit around waiting for someone else to save me, you know? That's not me.

[ clarke realizes in retrospect that she probably should have worded it different given how he responded but she was glad that he stopped to at least hear her out]

I was just wondering— do you know what day it is today? [she needed to know just how long it was that she had been in stasis from the last day she remembered]

Oh— no, it's okay. I didn't mean to startle you either. [she follows his glance and recognizes that he probably just realized she had woken up from stasis given the open pod behind her]

I know where I am but I was just wondering how long I'd been in stasis for. If you could tell me what day it is today?

[clarke had been on the go ever since she had arrived at the sanctuary even if it was wearing her out but when sansa calls her over, she immediately goes to her side] Yeah, of course— what do you need?

[clarke isn't surprised by her words given people have more or less given her similar reasons for not wanting to stay stuck in the clinic. she doesn't exactly blame them for it really but she just wants to do what she can to help her friends and other people affected with this get better] I get it— being sick isn't fun especially with everything that is going on but if you don't rest then it'll only slow down your recovery.

I just don't want to see your conditions worsen either.

[for the few people that did listen to her with whatever medical advice she had to give, there were more patients than she could count who were more eager to be idiotic and stubborn about getting bed rest and taking it easy that she had to deal with today.

it just figures that she woke up from stasis only to have to deal with this chaos because it's not that much different from home. the moment they think they're safe, something always goes sideways and for as suspicious as she still is, she knew this place wasn't any different. she hears peter's voice when he approaches her and she gives him a once over look to confirm his words. she could tell he looked a bit worn out but nothing that matches any of the symptoms she has seen from the people who were affected]

Yeah, that counts— [her expression softens easily along with her tone] I'm glad to see you're okay, Peter.

( Peter isn't great about considering the fact he needs to sleep and eat during times of extreme stress, but he's also not particularly capable of blowing by someone that was trying to express concern. granted he rarely knows what to do with it when he has it, but, he'll at least stop to listen. that's something, right?

still, he has just enough heart left to offer Clarke a tired smile. ) Hey Clarke. Yeah, I'm all in one piece, at least so far. How about you? ( keeping her head above water in Sanctuary can't be an easy feat, after all. )

[ Ariadne sighs, then turns her head to cough, because that's the kind of day she's having. ]

I know. I know, but I also can't just... stay in bed waiting to see if this is going to kill me or if it's just the flu, you know?

Ah, well ㅡ [ a hand comes up to rub at the back of his neck, awkward and more than a little apologetic. ] ㅡ I'm not really sure. They weren't handing out calendars when I woke up but it's been about a month, maybe a little shorter, since the last batch woke.

About a week after that there was some kind of beach party. Is, uh ㅡ is any of this ringing any bells?

[clarke wouldn't be too surprised if eggsy did recognize her through being friends with bellamy especially since back home you didn't know one without knowing the other it was something she was kind of used to at this point and maybe the same is true in this place for all she knows given they do live together.

she had just been taking a break to catch her breath, filling out some of the paperwork before she goes back to tending to patients when she notices what she recognizes as a dog settle down under her chair. she briefly looks a bit puzzled until she notices eggsy rush in not long after and putting two and two together she can guess the dog belongs to him] I'm guessing the dog that's under my chair right now belongs to you?

Would you... sit with me for a moment? I know you must be busy, I hate to bother you, but I — I don't really know anyone else here, and...

[ 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. ]

Well that's what I'm here to help with— to make sure it doesn't kill you.

[she gives her a small smile but the cough doesn't go unnoticed either because her expression immediately shifts to concern] How about I get you some drink that will help with your throat?

[clarke looks in thought for a moment as she tries to recall what she last remembers] Oh— the beach party. Yeah, I remember that happened, it feels like it was couple weeks ago.

I'm not too sure but ended up back in stasis so I was trying to figure out how long it'd been exactly. [it was really disorienting remembering almost a years worth of memories on top on remembering her stay here so time she couldn't tell how long she had been out for]

[sansa isn't wrong with the assumptions so the moment she asks clarke to sit with her, it does make her stop. she was so worried ever she learned the sickness affected sansa too because she was already fond of the other girl. hearing her words, clarke finds her expression softens considerably and she just nod and just sits by her side] You're not bothering me at all— of course, I'll sit with you.

Will it taste like grape juice with rubbing alcohol in it?

[ She hates cough syrup. ]

[ That's a worrying thought, the idea that you could just— just return like that. ]

Were you hurt? [ It's none of his business, of course, and she'd be well within her rights to tell him as much. Still, this is going to probably eat at him now. The thought that at any minute they could be snatched back. ]

There's bound to someone, somewhere, that can tell you. Maybe we can check the Observation Deck? [ If only because it seemed to be perpetually busy. ]

[she just shakes her head at the question. she doesn't know if she is missing any more memories than what she currently remembers but the one thing she's certain of is that she isn't hurt and that she is still alive and survived being affected by the radiation] No, I'm fine— I didn't even realize it happened until I found myself waking up from stasis again.

Yeah, maybe— I guess we could check it out, though I'm sure if it's been a while then my friends would be able to know the answer.

Edited 2017-10-15 19:54 (UTC)

No— definitely not anything that terrible of a combination. I was just going to suggest some herbal tea.

[ he arches his brows in surprise. ]

You deserve top marks for that one. [ a beat. ] Thanks.

[ and he's not even kidding, with relief colouring his features as he jogs forward and taps his foot (the latter a signal for JB to come out of hiding). ]

C'mon, JB. [ hard not to sound mildly irritated by the little bastard's antics. ] Gave me a bloody heart attack.

[ with that, JB slowly peaks out from under the chair. after a moment's hesitation, he trots forward and sits in front of eggsy's feet. he's well-trained, when he bloody well deigns to be. ]

[clarke had a habit of being the same when it came to acknowledging things like that especially while taking care of the everyone else since she always forgets to take care of herself. she had been trying though with the help of her friends so she doesn't look as tired as she normally would be. she smiles back at his words and gives a slight shrug at his question] I'm glad to hear it.

I'm doing okay, mostly just keeping busy trying to tend to the people affected here until we find some sort of cure for this.

Oh. I guess that'd be okay.

[ As long as it's not Robitussun, or whatever this world's equivalent is. ]

( considering the circumstances, Peter can't hold looking a little tired against her. she's healthy and looking after people that really need it, that's enough for him right now. especially when some of his closest friends have fallen under the complications of VIOLET, he's glad to see that Clarke is still healthy. )

Yeah. A cure. ( peter huffs a miserable sigh, running a hand through his hair. ) I'd like to tell you I'm working on it, but it feels so far from actually succeeding right now. I haven't heard any good word at the Institute yet, either.

[clarke smiles slightly and just nods. luckily clarke isn't too familiar some of these brand medicines or any of ones equivalent in this world so she goes for the simpler route of starting with a herbal tea remedy] Okay, great— I can prepare some for and you can tell me if it helps or not.

Edited 2017-10-23 06:05 (UTC)

Hey - thanks.

[ She does appreciate it, even if she's not a very good patient. ]

You're welcome— I'll be back in a couple minutes. [clarke was honestly just doing her job but she does smile when she hears the words, nodding in response before she gently reaches over to give her shoulder a reassuring squeeze before she goes to get the tea in question.

it takes her a few minutes as mentioned and soon enough she is back by the bedside with the a cup of honey lemon tea which she offers her] Alright, here— hopefully this will help settle your cough.

Edited 2017-10-26 06:28 (UTC)

[clarke laughs slightly, smiling as she just watches as his dog move from under her chair and walk over to him. it takes her a moment to just register what exactly happened and ironically though she has seen plenty of other animals around, dogs weren't one of them. she had always seen pictures of dogs in the books she had read on the ark but she had never seen one until now and it was definitely something else to be seeing one in person.

she moves her focus to placing the paperwork she had in her hand back on the desk and shift in her chair so she was now properly facing him] You're welcome— I'm glad you were able to find him and he didn't go off too far or cause more trouble around here.

I know you're just doing your job, but - still.

[ She has a feeling that's what Clarke is thinking after the thanks, and she just continues the conversation like it was never interrupted as she sips at the tea. ]

We're all strangers to each other, from different times and places. And yet - a lot are more than willing to help. That's pretty unusual, in my experience.

[clarke definitely understands where ariadne is coming from because it surprised her too especially since she previously only had her memories of mount weather. it left her feeling a bit wary and even more uncertain about this place and while that still remains true given her experiences with certain grounders back home, she had since learned that it was different here especially with the people] Yeah, I know what you mean— I guess being in the same situation does bring everyone together though.

[clarke listens and her expression immediately softens hearing his words because she can understand the frustration of not having a solution or anything resembling a cure that could help the people affected but overall with everything she had been through she still finds in her to have hope that they will come up with something] Hey— it's okay, it might feel like that but I'm sure you'll figure out something for the cure soon enough.

( he'd like to believe Clarke is right. hell, he sort of has to — if there's no hope at all, then what are they supposed to do? still, it's hard to think particularly positively at the moment. so far he's gotten nowhere. )

Someone will, anyway, ( he agrees with a quiet shrug of his shoulders. Peter is doubting how much he'll have to do with it, but it has to happen. it has to. ) Anything I can do for you here before I head back to Sanctuary?

We just need to have hope— [clarke knows that can be hard but it was all she had to keep going back home, it's what she still tries to carry with her even in this place despite her skepticism] I think I'm good here but can you keep me updated on progress of the cure?

Yeah. I will. Of course I will.

( but, if there's nothing he can do to help out here, then he probably has no excuse to stay much longer. Peter sighs, nodding his head toward the door. )

I should probably go, but, I'm glad to see you're still doing okay. Take care of yourself, will you?

Likewise. [clarke smiles slightly, nodding at that] Yeah, of course I will.

I'll see you later then. [she gives a small wave as she watches him head out the door]

Edited 2017-11-06 05:25 (UTC)

[clarke has been working constantly trying to help tend to people with the illness since it's started and it's no different being in wyver and working out of one of their smaller clinics. in a rare instance she can be spotted heading out into the streets of wyver going to pick up a few extra supplies for the clinic.

it's on her way though that she stops in her tracks the moment she spots clary wandering around. the other girl had escaped her bed when she had firmly instructed her to rest earlier when the sickness first hit so seeing her still out now only made her more concerned as she approaches] Clary— hey!

Edited 2017-11-08 07:39 (UTC)

( i'm so so sorry for this ridiculously delayed response -- i got back from my hiatus early this month and it's taken me a while to adjust to regular life and tagging rhythm. if you'd rather leave this here, don't hesitate to poke me on plurk and we can talk about handwaving the rest! but if you want to keep this thread going, i'm game for that too c: )

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.

[ooc; no worries, i am all for backtagging this thread ♥]

[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.

That's very impressive. Who did you learn it from? Did you have — [ a septa, she thinks, and realizes that the word would not be known to Clarke, either. ]

... a mentor?

[clarke just nods at that] Ah— thank you. I think there's still a lot more that I still need to learn but yeah, everything I do know about healing people, I learned from my mother.

Edited 2017-11-20 06:11 (UTC)

Your mother?

[ 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.

Yeah— [clarke just nods slightly at that. it's difficult thinking of her mother these days when she didn't even get a chance to say goodbye especially since it'll be another five years before she is even able to see her again but if anything she still has hope] Yeah, she is— one of the best healers we had back home too.

Then you must have inherited your skill from her.

[ 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.

[she looks slightly modest but she smiles slightly at that] Yeah— it's something I'm grateful for so I can at least help everyone here as much as I can.

[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]

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