elnysa | un: Sweetpea

Think I got the hang of this. Uh, for those I haven't met or talked to yet? I'm Clementine.

So. I'm still figuring a lot of this. Being kinda newer here and all. I'm not sure dragons are new, are real, here exactly, but back home dragons and that sort of thing were just stories, outside of maybe being similar to dinosaurs and lizards? So them actually being real is new to me.

Like there being no walkers. Or -- zombies? Whatever people want to call it when the dead don't stay dead and try bite and infect you too. It started when I was about eight, almost nine. Pretty sure everyone was -- is infected. So. I guess what I'm saying is that if something does happen to me, someone has to kill me before I turn. Or if any of the people I know from home, if they wake up. If something happens to them. We can't let that happen here. I don't want to put everyone here through that.

Which, kind of still related to the walker thing, I don't suppose anyone has recommendations for sleeping better? Nightmares kinda get old. I haven't had a chance yet to figure what might be available. If anything.

[All of this is....well, it's a lot, suddenly finding herself here. She still has so many questions, and is still figuring her way around and all yet to be entirely settled in exactly. But maybe, given time, she might get there. Eventually. If she could ever actually adjust to things. To there being no walkers, mostly. This barely scratches the surface, but it's a start?

.....Even if it is a hella awkward one to initiate right off like this. In regards to the walker thing and her telling people she's infected.]

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Er, slow mostly? That's kind of why we call them walkers. Since they can't really seem to manage any faster than that. Can still take you by surprise if you aren't expecting them though.

[Which is what had happened to Lee. When he'd been looking for her.]

Slow but stealthy. Not the worst combination, but still pretty bad. Can I just say that it's probably lucky that you're here and not there anymore.

Well, they can be. Usually you can hear them, their groaning or moans, but not all the time. It's mostly the numbers. There's so many of them and they're usually together in groups, attracted by noise.

I retract my previous 'not the worst.'

Maybe stay in quarantine until you figure out the whole zombie plague thing. That way there would only be one zombie?

Quarantine might not work since I've already been wandering around a little and met some people already since I got here....last month or so. But if we think that might help, from here on.

No. No. It's clearly already too late if you've already been here a month.

[Time is a construct and Rodney's bad at tracking it.]

If it was going to happen, we're likely already horribly infected and the moment any single one of us dies we're going to launch a new apocalypse.

Which is, er, not your fault.

[That. That is exactly what she has been worrying about. Been terrified of. Starting a new outbreak. Clementine can't help but to instinctively shake her head, wanting to just instinctively deny it.]

No. I can't let that happen. Not here. Not again.

[Even Rodney can read the distress behind her text.]

As much as I am deeply concerned about various types of apocalypses, I sincerely doubt we're in danger of a zombie one, at least. It would already have happened. People die every day.

Plus, didn't you have a creepy dream before you were brought here?

You think so? I hope you're right.

But to be honest, that's part of why I was asking about what to do when you can't sleep. I get nightmares or weird dreams all the time.

If I'm not right, we'll all regret it. Regardless. You. Er. If it's not the initial weird dream but others, then you. That's.

[~~Sorry kid, sounds like you have zombie ptsd, welcome to the club.~~]

If you're in Olympia and I'm not busy with my very important scientific investigations, I can take you out for ice cream.

You want to take me out for ice cream?

[How long had it been since she even thought about ice cream? She wasn't even thinking if this place had any.]

Er. Yes? They must have some somewhere that we can find.

[That's what you do when you're trying to cheer kids up, right? He's the one who texted her, after all.]

No, it's just. I haven't had ice cream in like eight years? Probably a lot here that I used to take for granted back home.

Oh. Well. Probably. There's a lot here that I am surprised a backwards little planet like this has too.

I'm not sure if this is backwards or not. Some of it kind of reminds me of home at least.

Well, that's good at least, probably? Though now I'm curious. You said eight years? That's now long your world has been zombie infested, or--?

I was eight -- almost nine, when it started. I'm sixteen now.

[Welp. He was terrible with children. It was official. Even if sixteen was more teenager than child, he really has no experience with either.]

We had space vampires, so I understand what that kind of thing can do to kids. You should definitely enjoy your zombie-free life that you now have.

Space vampires? I'm not sure if I would prefer that or the walkers.

Walkers. Space vampires are fast and wily.

That's settled. We're going for ice cream. Did you tell me if you were in Olympia or not?

I guess at least if a vampire bites you, it's just the blood. Don't they need to usually do more than that to be able to turn you?

I can meet you, yeah. Just tell me when and where and I'll figure my way.

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