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[it wasn't long after arriving in olympia and taking note of her house number that clarke goes to find it for herself. she had run into quite a few people along the way but none of them seemed to have a matching house number to hers on their nametag so far. she wasn't really sure who she should be looking for really or how many people she would be staying with either but eventually she does find house #44 and make her way inside.

it seemed like she was the first to arrive which works out for her because it gives her time to look around. the house was a bit cramped by all appearances but it was nice despite how small it was. it reminded her of some of the bunkers they would find on the ground during their supply runs but in comparison this house was nothing to complain about when it gave her a place to stay for the night. she ventures further inside the house trying to familiarize herself with it which keeps her a bit preoccupied to really notice or even hear anyone coming in through the door]

[ When the nametags made it clear that she and Damon weren't living in the same house, she'd looked around to see if she could spot anyone matching her number but to no avail. After a while, it seemed easiest to just go to the building itself, and after grabbing a quick bite (literally), she made her way there.

It's shocking to her how Spartan the house that she walks into is, though it really shouldn't be. They're refugees, after all, and they don't have money or jobs to afford better housing. It's something they'll all have to work on over the next few weeks in order to make better lives here. ]

Hello? Is-- [ She hears the sound of someone else in the house and moves further inside, a look of surprise taking over her expression as she comes across a familiar face. ] Hi. Wow, I didn't expect to actually know my roommate.

[clarke is immediately pulled out of her thoughts the moment hears the familiar voice and she can't help but smile when she turns to see elena enter the house. she is a bit relieved that they are roommates in that she already knows the other girl from their arrival.

her own nametag changes again from reflecting her name and house number to `my hobbies are protecting people, board games and art! what are yours?` not long after she moves to approach elena] Elena— hi!

Wow, yeah it seems like we lucked out since we know each other already.

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I'm glad. [ It's a sincere statement, accompanied by an equally sincere smile. She likes Clarke, as much as one can like a person from a spur-of-the-moment meeting in the middle of crashing onto a new planet. Her new roommate seems to genuinely care about people, judging by the way she'd been so concerned over Elena's injuries a few days earlier, and Elena certainly appreciates that. She just has to hope that concern doesn't become a problem later...

Glancing at Clarke's nametag, she looks down at her own, noting the change there from before. "My hobbies are writing, running, and drinking." Well, thank goodness it didn't elaborate on what she enjoyed drinking. ]

My brother Jeremy is an artist. [ Said with a nod toward Clarke's tag. ]

[clarke hasn't really known elena too long but she got a good enough first impression to find herself already liking the other girl. it takes her a moment to realize that elena was taking about her nametag since she was reading hers in turn.

she could probably relate to running the most because that was pretty much her life these day on the ground and well who doesn't want to drink really? sometimes she feels like she could really use one with how much she feels on edge about their current situation but she smiles slightly hearing her response] Yeah? I don't know too many people who share the hobby but it's not something I got the chance to do much of back home these days.

So you're a writer? [for the most part with other people she has made it a point not to inquire about the nametags on other people since it is a bit unsettling for her how much it knows about them but given they were going to be living together, it make sense to just get to know her better too and get more context behind the words]

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[ Elena makes a mental note of what Clarke says about her art. In the past, she's bought Jer sketchpads, pencils, all sorts of things for his birthday and Christmas, anything to encourage his art. He has talent, she knows he does, if he could just focus on it instead of so many other things in his life. (Of course, all of that would be easier if they didn't have vampires and werewolves and all that other crap to deal with.) ]

I was. I mean, I wanted to be a writer for a long time. I write in my journal still, or I did, but as far as careers go... [ She gives a shrug, turning her attention back to her nametag and picking at the corner so she can peel it off. ] My newest dream now was to be a surgeon. I just started my pre-med program a few days before all of this.

[ She doesn't feel like she has to elaborate on how things have changed now. Medicine here isn't at all the same, so her dream can't be either. ]

[clarke listens and nods slightly as elena talks about her interests in writing but hearing the mention she wanted to be a surgeon, while it might not have been her own focus but it stood out to her that they both had an interest in medicine] Oh— you were studying for it?

My own circumstances are a bit different but I was studying medicine as well to become doctor like my mother.

[ Elena looks up at Clarke with a bit of surprise, though it makes sense thinking back to the crash site. Had the people behind this known that they shared a passion for healing and taking care of people? Is that why they'd been put together like this, or is it just a lucky coincidence? ]

It's nice that we have something in common. My dad was a doctor too.

[clarke doesn't really believe in coincidences especially when the nametags already indicate that the people who brought them here know more information about them than they should. she did have to agree though it was nice they had that in common]

Yeah it is— did you get into it because of your dad?

[ Whatever is at work with the nametags and all the rest of this, Elena's trying not to think too heavily on it. They're here now, and so long as their rescuers hold up their end of the deal and keep her loved ones safe, then she'll play their game and carve a life out for herself here. If they don't follow through on the bargain...

Well, things will go very differently then. ]

Maybe, but I don't think that was the biggest influence actually. I've... lost of lot of people I love in the last few years, and now I just want to help others. It seemed like the best way.

[clarke didn't really have anyone her age to really that had similar enough interests to hers or have the same medical knowledge she did out of the rest of the her people so having someone to talk with about it was nice as well.

she just nods, her expression softens in understanding because it's something she is all too familiar with. her father, wells and even her mother...the latter she is a bit fuzzy on though because she has no idea if she did actually see her mother or not before she passed out and ended up on thesa station] Yeah, I've lost people people too— so I can definitely understand that.

[ it had been a couple days since they arrived and clarke was slowly trying to get herself settled in. it had been easier with having a roommate she was already familiar with but at the same time, this was a lot for her to get used to compared to back home.

she spent most of her time exploring the city, trying to learn whatever she could about this place that would help with her investigation of their current circumstances or even any connections she could find to thesa station. she didn't trust any of this with how she was pulled right from her world to this but she tries to go along with it as best as she can. she comes back to her apartment with a sketchbook in hand that she bought from the market and she heads back to her assigned house.

it doesn't take long before she walks through the door but noticed that elena wasn't around, she figured that she must have gone out. she heads inside and just decides to settle down on the couch and start drawing because it was one of the few things that helped her relax instead of feeling like she is going too crazy with her paranoia about this place]

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