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?

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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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[He thought about it.]
Would ye like me tae find ye one?
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Please, I'd be very grateful.
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Ye are welcome tae stay as long as ye need tae, miss...?
[He left the last bit of the sentence hanging... as he hadn't caught her name...]
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[The correction was gentle, but immediate. She still thought of herself as married and always would.]
Madeline Rivers, it's nice to meet you.
[There had been a minute pause before the word 'nice', she wasn't sure what the convention was for meeting newcomers really, but she was compelled to be polite.]
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Mrs. Rivers, Ah am Father Anderson... and Ah am pleased to make yer acquaintance.
[That's right, he was only being polite.]
Ah will go seek a doctor fer ye. Please, make yerself at home...
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Ah, thank you. Thank you very much.