video | un: c.fraser

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Here is one disgruntled English lady. You might have seen various shades of this annoyance after the pods plummeted to the earth, checking for injuries (maybe on you, personally), or more recently at the Sanctuary collecting blood. Apparently, the latter is why she's deemed it necessary to post.]

Thought I'd drop a quick word, given some of my experiences since we've all come together.

Now, I understand we all come from various worlds and times, with vastly differentiating forms of medicine, but I'm sure it's safe to say that bloodletting is not the preffered sort of medicine people want here. I don't care if someone here handed you a knife, of if that's what you're used to doing. That is not how you collect blood. You use a needle, and hopefully it's held by someone that knows how to find a vein. If you'd like to learn, I'd be happy to teach you.

Secondly? Your blood, assuming you're... human, or what the biologically average human is, is going to be used by anyone who needs it, rich or poor. The blood of a king is not going to make a beggar on the street suddenly somehow contend for a throne that doesn't even bloody exist in this world.

[There's a pause in which she almost calls a certain someone named Richard out, but she's a better woman than that. Just barely.

There's a flicker of a forced smile.]

Thank you.

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video, un: j.watson

[enarms]

[ EVERYONE RAISE A GLASS FOR CLAIRE FRASER ]

Oh, God. You had fun at the blood bank too, then.

[ CRINGING in solidarity... but also so as not to be too visibly pleased that she's giving the masses a dressing down... ]

video, un: ironborn

[reek]

[ THIS JUST IN: JOHN WATSON IS NOT THE ONLY PERSON WITH BLOODBANK PROBLEMS. Theon was one of the Ye Olde trouble makers, but he's laughing now, mostly due to the second topic at hand. ]

Who was the fool that was convinced of that? Was his name Robb Stark?

[ He highly doubts it; that isn't Robb behavior, but it would give him something to hold over Robb's head if it were. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Oh, do tell.

[Look at that sweet smile. Except she's not smiling. She just looks annoyed.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[No, she just plucked a knife out of the king of the north's hand like he was a child grabbing a cookie before supper.]

I shouldn't name names.

[That doesn't sound very convincing, Claire.]

[enarms]

No, nothing you haven't already covered. Just gained a newfound understanding that some people are really eager to use a knife.

[ one person in particular. all eyes are on the obnoxious knife boy with a permanent smirk ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Or have a knife used on them.

[Like some obnoxious boy with a permanent smirk.]

[reek]

[ Now that sounds a bit more like Robb. He stole Theon's knife later on--really tragic story. Lots of man pain. ]

Aye, but there's nothing stopping you, is there?

[nineteenfortyfive]

Speak of the devil and he doth appear.

[She likes Robb. Richard, though...]

[reek]

Who?

[ Richard is...Richard is something else. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Older fellow. Lots of hair. Born, presumably, into some seat of power. God help his people.

[Do you know, Theon. Do you know this man.

She remembers his name, of course, and the headache that accompanied him, but if he happens to see this she'd rather not give him the pleasure.]

voice, un: carter

[revlon]

[ She's out on patrol at the outskirts of town, Claire. You get what amounts to a phonecall. Lightly, ]

Everything all right?

video; un: ROCKET

[beatupgrass]

[yeah yeah blah blah blood bank blah blah another medical person (INSTANT DISTRUST)... Okay, but the bit about the blood of a king is fucking hilarious. As evidenced by this video of a raccoon laughing his head off.]

Are you serious?! Did someone really say that? What kind of idiots do we have in this place?

[nineteenfortyfive]

[She's seen a lot of strange things in her time here, and she swore she saw a raccoon perhaps talking, walking upright with ease, but it was a stressful time. She brushed it off as her mind playing tricks on her except here it is. Talking. Laughing. Don't mind her going a bit pale.]

Oh. Um. Yes.

[??????]

[nineteenfortyfive]

Fine, fine. Everything's fine. Just the usual. [Half the time she's in some state of annoyance. Nothing too new, is it?]

While I've got you here--you didn't leave some sort of egg on the nightstand, did you? I almost knocked the thing to the floor this morning.

[revlon]

An egg?

[ She's utterly baffled. ]

On the nightstand? I haven't even bought any from the market. We're out.

[beatupgrass]

[The good news is he doesn't even notice. He's laughing too hard.]

I can just see them now, being like [and he puts on a prissy voice:] "don't give my superior blood to anyone less perfect. I won't have it tainted."

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Well, that leaves one other culprit.]

I'll ask Steve. It's... peculiar. Pink, or red. It wasn't there when we went to sleep, I don't think.

[revlon]

Bit late in the year for Easter eggs.

[ ... pause. ]

What if it isn't Steve's? Did you just leave it there?

voice, un: endsoftheearth

[earthy]

[Well, color him curious.]

What's the problem with a knife? A small cut can't be much worse than a small... puncture?

[Curious and clueless.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

... more like... they don't want someone of low birth having access to such "high quality" stock, but both are equally as absurd.

[Like a bloody talking raccoon.]

[reek]

[ And the permanent smirk returns. That's clearly not Robb, but he thinks he knows who it might be. He had a run-in with a man who fits that very description. ]

Bearded? Something of a whinger?

[nineteenfortyfive]

If it isn't Steve's, we have a bigger pest problem than we could imagine.

[They've all seen the occasional bug skitter across the floor in the mornings.]

No, I... set it by the windowsill. In the sun. [Oops.] There was a certain heft to it, almost like...

[There might be something already growing inside.]

I don't know. Maybe I'm losing my mind.

[nineteenfortyfive]

A cut, even a small one, opens yourself to infection. A small puncture is far easier to keep clean, and heals faster.

[Quick and dirty of it, anyway.]

That, and a needle is much more controlled. Should I make an error with that, it's just a prick to the skin. With a blade? I could sever an artery, make someone bleed to death.

[revlon]

A thought that crosses mine every other day since waking up here.

[ She huffs out a breath, frowning at nothing in particular as she makes her rounds and thinks. ]

Do you — er — intend to... hatch it?

[nineteenfortyfive]

You sound like you've had the immense pleasure. Did you become nobility simply by sharing the same air as him? Please, tell me how that went.

[She thinks Richard relatively harmless in the grand scheme of things. So, it's safe to be catty, right?]