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[imfinallyhere]

[Action: 1763 Beaver Street]

[It wasn't often that Claire found herself waking up in an unfamiliar place. It seemed that lately in her life, waking up under such circumstances meant immediate danger, and she decided to react to it accordingly.

She jumped out of the bed--practically fell out, really--and put her back up against the wall. Whose clothes were these, anyway? She would never have worn these awful yellow pajamas. She scanned the utterly unassuming room once over before she finally noticed someone else shared the room with her. It was some man she had never seen in her life, she was sure. He had been sharing the bed with her and was still asleep.]

What?

[In full panic mode now, Claire had little interest in staying in the room any longer. Not even stopping to examine closely the house she had found herself in, she began a search for the exit. She stopped once to grab a plain black umbrella in the hall and wielded it like a club as she made her way out the front door.

She stopped at the front step, holding up one hand to block the incoming sun. Claire found herself gawking at the suburban environment that surrounded her]

Just what the hell is going on around here?

[Phone]

[There's a bit of a sigh on Claire's end. She's really trying not to sound too frustrated] I really have no idea what's going on. Well, I do, but- [A pause]

... Okay. I'm trying not to freak out. I'm accomplishing that so far, I think.

[She clears her throat] Anyway.

My name is Claire Redfield. If that name sounds familiar to anybody, then please, please, can you try to reach me? I'm trying to look for some people and it's possible they ended up here as well. Or at least, I hope so. [She's about to add 'or maybe not', because really, did she want them to be kidnapped as well? Especially in some place as nonsensical as this? She decides to just put the phone down, fearing that anything else she had to say would just sound strained]

Comments

[phone]

[bye_to_yer_head]

You hope they ended up here? That's a bit cruel, mate.

[phone]

[imfinallyhere]

[She sighs, again]

No, it's not like that, really. This place doesn't seem that bad, or maybe it is, I'm not sure, but...

I've just been searching for one of them for a very long time. This really complicates things.

Re: [phone]

[bye_to_yer_head]

Well chances are ya won't find 'em here. Unless they came with you, and that almost never happens.

Least I think it don't.

Re: [phone]

[imfinallyhere]

Honestly? I think you're right. Things hardly seem to work out so conveniently. Maybe they'll end up here sometime later, but yeah, that's probably just cruel.

[A deep breath] Just hard to wrap my head around it.

Re: [phone]

[bye_to_yer_head]

Believe me, I know. I've woken up here twice now.

I assume someone already gave ya th' standard yer stuck here, can't leave yadda yadda speech?

phone;

[soveryhuman]

Ah- sorry, not a familiar name. I'm Rory Williams, and not freaking out is probably the best way to handle this, actually. [ Since there will be plenty of time for doing it later on. ]

phone;

[imfinallyhere]

Yeah, I... think you have the right idea. I'm wrapping my head around it somehow. [More like barely, really. Claire was used to weird stuff, but nothing close to this]

I don't think anyone here is going to know who I am. That's probably more of a good thing, right?

phone;

[soveryhuman]

It's probably better for them if people you know aren't stuck here. A lot of really dangerous things could happen. But I know it doesn't really make it easier not to have them, either.

phone;

[imfinallyhere]

If they're not here, it means they might be safe wherever they are at. I think that's all I can hope for. Does that make any sense to you?

[tenderoblivion]

...
...
...

The assigned father in the first household that was occupied had the surname of Redfield. Chris Redfield.

[imfinallyhere]

[There's a gasp on Claire's end. She hadn't expected anyone to have heard of Chris especially]

I-- Chris... Do you mean he's not here anymore?

[tenderoblivion]

No.

...This was three years ago.

[imfinallyhere]

Three? That's... crazy. You've been here that long? That doesn't make any sense. [God, she feels like she's going to be sick]

I guess this place isn't supposed to make much sense. Do you remember how he was, or anything?

Phone

[fasterthan]

Name doesn't ring a bell, and no guarantee on your friends making it here either. Sorry about that. Welcome to Mayfield, though. You okay so far?

Phone

[imfinallyhere]

Kind of. Well, that's a big kind of. Thanks for the welcome, I guess.

[She pauses, exasperated] I hope I don't sound rude, I've just been on a crazy ride lately.

[fasterthan]

Nah, everyone is pretty shaken up when they get here. Some people are way more rude, believe me. Things are pretty quiet around here for the moment, though, so you'll probably have some time to settle in before things go haywire. Which they will.

[imfinallyhere]

Haywire. Great. Haywire situations tend to surround me, I've noticed.

What kind of crazy things can I expect, exactly? Well, besides being a sudden mother and wife at the age of nineteen.

[phone]

[werewolfoflondon]

I can't say I've heard of a Redfield yet, but-- well, I haven't been here that long.

Could I help you with anything though?

[phone]

[imfinallyhere]

Help me with anything? I... Honestly have no idea. I'm still a bit out of it.

When did you get here?

[phone]

[werewolfoflondon]

Hm... About two weeks ago? Not terribly long for it, but I think I've got everything worked out, by this point. As much as I can, at least.

[phone]

[imfinallyhere]

I think I do? All it really boils down to is that I'm stuck here. For a bit, at least. It's awful, but I don't think the whole thing has completely hit me yet.

It would help if this place was a bit less old.

[Action]

[pumpkinpie]

[Since he's gotten here, other than 'working', the Other Father's been tending to the garden that Mayfield gave him, multi-tasking waiting for his wife to possibly come and get him; so when a woman he hasn't seen before turns up next door?

Have a very happy man waving at you with a too perfect smile. He fits in well with the drones, really.]

Go~od Mornin'!

[You have to greet your neighbours.]

[Action]

[imfinallyhere]

[She's startled at first, turning sharply toward the unknown voice. Claire raises the umbrella in a sort of defensive fashion, but after a moment, she realizes she's just being waved at]

Um. [Cautiously, she raises her free hand] Morning.

[She looks the man up and down. He didn't look dangerous, at least]

Where am I, exactly?

[Action]

[pumpkinpie]

Wel~come to Mayfield. Great little place.

[He's watering the flowers whilst talking, always looking Claire in the eyes. It would be rude not to look at someone whilst you're speaking to them.]

[Action]

[imfinallyhere]

[Claire frowns a bit at his intent stare. She's not sure she's ever heard of a place called Mayfield, but it sounded generic enough to be just about anywhere]

I'm sorry, I mean this is just a town, right? Do you live here?