Madeline Rivers (
togetherwestand) wrote in
mayfield_rpg2012-07-17 12:30 am
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1st Infection
[A: 749 Partridge Drive (Closed to Housemates)]
[Waking up was usually not so peaceful. In fact, this may be the first time in the last sixteen years where she hadn't been woken by one child or another needing something from her. These days it was most often Fred crying for his first feed, or two of her younger daughters fighting over who drank the last of yesterday's milk.
Yet this time she was coming to slowly, in a house full of peace and quiet. Though the contentment this brought lasted for only a split second before she was bolt upright in bed, covers brought up to her chin and panic making her breath shorter. This wasn't her house. This wasn't any house in the village.
Usually she could cope with most things calmly, but this was a bit of a sensory overload. Sorry about the ear-splitting shriek, housemates, your new mother has arrived.]
[B: Phone (Open to All)]
[She had seen relics of telephones in the past, though most had been nearly rotted beyond recognition or preserved as part of the 'history'. Phone lines hadn't worked since long before her time, yet this particular one looked shiny and new. Touching it carefully, she picked it up and gave a rather nervous laugh, voice a murmur to herself.]
This is insanity...
[C: Church (Open to All)]
[Going outside had been a MISTAKE, that much was positive from the moment she had reached the end of the street and run into her first stranger. She wasn't in her home village, she was surrounded by people she didn't recognise, and who knows if they were even safe?!
Spotting the church had been a relief. While they weren't used as centres for faith any more, the crumbly little chapel in her village was used as a place to store medicines. If she could be safe anywhere, it would be here. Darting in the doors, breathing as heavily as if she'd run a marathon, she looked around warily.]
Hello? Is anyone here?
[Waking up was usually not so peaceful. In fact, this may be the first time in the last sixteen years where she hadn't been woken by one child or another needing something from her. These days it was most often Fred crying for his first feed, or two of her younger daughters fighting over who drank the last of yesterday's milk.
Yet this time she was coming to slowly, in a house full of peace and quiet. Though the contentment this brought lasted for only a split second before she was bolt upright in bed, covers brought up to her chin and panic making her breath shorter. This wasn't her house. This wasn't any house in the village.
Usually she could cope with most things calmly, but this was a bit of a sensory overload. Sorry about the ear-splitting shriek, housemates, your new mother has arrived.]
[B: Phone (Open to All)]
[She had seen relics of telephones in the past, though most had been nearly rotted beyond recognition or preserved as part of the 'history'. Phone lines hadn't worked since long before her time, yet this particular one looked shiny and new. Touching it carefully, she picked it up and gave a rather nervous laugh, voice a murmur to herself.]
This is insanity...
[C: Church (Open to All)]
[Going outside had been a MISTAKE, that much was positive from the moment she had reached the end of the street and run into her first stranger. She wasn't in her home village, she was surrounded by people she didn't recognise, and who knows if they were even safe?!
Spotting the church had been a relief. While they weren't used as centres for faith any more, the crumbly little chapel in her village was used as a place to store medicines. If she could be safe anywhere, it would be here. Darting in the doors, breathing as heavily as if she'd run a marathon, she looked around warily.]
Hello? Is anyone here?

Hey mom~!
Then she switched the stove off and rushed off to the master bedroom. ]
What on earth are you two creepy drones DOING-- [ The sight of a non!drone in the room brings a mixture of relief and worry. Thank goodness the drones haven't gone haywire!!! ... but poor woman. ] Wh-whoa, hey! Calm down, it's okay, ma'am!
Hey new daughter!
Not only had she woken up somewhere utterly foreign, but apparently that was also someone else's house. That was cause to be dragged before the Mayor in their village, but this... this wasn't her village.]
Who--? [No, that's not the important question, try again.] Where am I?
On the bright side... hot breakfast is waiting for you?
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...Why?
[It didn't make sense. Kidnapped?! Who would want to kidnap her? She was nobody, just a mother and worker.]
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[ Replaying that in her head, Winry remembers just how insane this whole situation sounds. ]
Sorry, it's kind of hard and...weird, to explain.
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She feels a sinking in her gut, cold fear starting to creep stronger. One of the later symptoms of the illness was hallucinations, could this girl be infected?]
I'm not... this is madness.
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[ Winry is questioning her own sanity now, only because she herself had bought into the explanation so fast. ]
Uh... I guess, maybe... Why don't I get you your breakfast? I can answer your questions and everything. [ Poor woman probably doesn't need to be assaulted by the drone son yet. That might be an overload. ]
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I mean, when she sounds out, a door in the back opens up and this clearly innocent, 14 year old boy in vestments pops out.]
Why yes, I would be here.
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She hesitates in the doorway, but it's unlikely the infected would be allowed into a house of medicine.]
I'm sorry, I know I don't have an appointment, I just-- [Arrived in this insane town.]
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[He walks on over.]
But you just what?
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...just thought I would come and collect some medicines.
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[Churches are used as medical centres where she's from, there's not much other use for them.]
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You just get here?
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This... this works?!
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so sorry for the slow tag ):
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C
Aye?
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I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you.
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[He remained calm, so as not to startle her anymore than she already appeared.]
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[She's not seen clothes like he's wearing, not many cassocks where she's from, but the accent is familiar... she's Scottish too!]
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[He looked questioningly towards her.]
Are ye hurt?
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No, but you can never be too careful, especially in a new place.
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