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[Claire has been missing for a while now, and she's completely disoriented about waking up in the spaceship...

Again.

The pod opens and the petite blonde crawls out, first confused, and then hit with a wave of unmanageable terror. How long had she been in there? Had she skipped hundreds or thousands of years again? Is everyone already long dead and gone?

Hyperventilating and scrambling to the exit, Claire steps out into the rain. If no one is at the ship, she'll be sprinting down to the town to find someone she recognizes. Anyone. Anyone at all.]

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[Claire still looks reasonably startled, but the stubbornness in her is keeping it as hidden as possible. She has the look on her face like one does when they are being brave because they have to be.]

Okay.. [She takes a shallow, sharp breath.] How long have I been gone?

((OOC: The answer is weeks to a month. Anyway, Claire's back now and I am looking to get her involved in plots again. Everyone I dropped threads with, please send me a PM, IM, or plurk and lemme know what you want to do with them. <3 SO glad to be back. Sorry everyone. ;_;))

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No. We didn't.

[Claire looks a little.. Off.]

Look. We should talk. If you're free now.

[And she's not answering if she's okay, which means she's not. He's even more concerned now, but sadly not surprised. He nods.]

I am. Tell me where to show up, I'll bring lunch.

[The offer of place is important to him, the willingness to go wherever she feels comfortable, if she has such a place here.]

[A safe place here? No such thing. But Claire does have a place on a hill closer to the alien ship with a good view of the old city that she goes to.]

There's a hill up near the ship. I'll be easy to spot.

[Comfortable, not safe. Sometimes the lack of the latter makes the former all the more precious. And while the idea makes him feel terribly exposed -]

I'll be there.

[Claire's there, standing on the top of the hill, arms crossed. She's wearing a white shirt and jean shorts, her bare feet a little dusty and dirty from walking around with no shoes on today. But otherwise she looks fine, good even.

Except for the look of concentration, suspicion, and worry showing up in the corners of her lips and the curves in her eyebrows.

She waits for Daniel as she said she would. Visible.]

[He climbs up the hill, waving briefly from the bottom beforehand, simple acknowledgement. When he reaches her, he sits a few paces away, legs crossed, hands in his lap. He's not sure of the reason for her mood, but it doesn't surprise him either; there's plenty to worry about here, and he is more used to being abruptly regarded with suspicion than he probably should be. He looks very small, sitting that way, and he looks up at her, waits for her to start.]

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Sounds good. LAWL. DAVID. >< Sorry. I'm.. yeah. Duh. <3

Haha, no worries. That's gotten mixed up before.

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Log or action spam?

Action spam would be best! :D

fine with me!