When Claire had said that she had needed a shower, she wasn't kidding, but she hardly imagined that she'd go from the comfort of a train seat to being plunged into a frigid, icy bay. She flailed to the surface, but when she clawed her way to the surface her body seemed to seize up, the bone-chilling cold and sheer exhaustion she was feeling before her arrival making it hard to move. The strangeness continued when she caught sight of a woman with a glowing vial beneath the water. Without thinking, she took it, gulping down the potion greedily. It helped, she could feel it, but it didn't clear up the exhaustion.
Awkwardly, feet kicking and arms paddling desperately, joined by what seemed to be an enormous black dog Claire fought her way to the shoreline and flopped onto the chilly white sand. Breathing heavily, eyes wide and staring up at the sky, she tried to collect her thoughts and her breath. The dog wasn't far behind Claire, red eyes locked onto hers, panting and settling down beside her.
"Okay..." Claire said after several moments, pushing herself up as she realized she wasn't alone. "Where the hell are we?"
And, not expecting an answer, she shambles to her feet and starts towards anyone else that happens to be around.
"...Hey. You okay?"
The Red Spring
Claire didn't really understand what was going on at all, but the minute that she'd been told that there was a hot shower, a lot of her concerns got shelved. It'd felt like an epoch since she'd had one, and she immediately hopped in and spent a blissfully long time cleaning grime and blood and other unpleasantness from Raccoon City off herself. Emerging into the room after a time with a bathrobe held tight around her, she awkwardly smiled at whoever she'd gotten stuck with as a roommate.
"Hey. Sorry about that. I really, really needed that."
If the state of the clothes she has tucked under one arm is any indication, she's been through hell.
"I'm Claire. Guess...we're staying here together for a bit?"
Drink Up
Ordinarily not one for this kind of weird festival, Claire had adopted a when in Rome stance on most everything here. The trip through the caves had been freaking annoying, but she'd managed. Thankfully stumbling around in the dark came somewhat naturally to her after all her experience, and she had gotten through.
Grabbing up a cup, she carefully made her way towards the stairs up the cliffside.
"Ready?" she asked whoever was nearby. Or maybe just the big black dog that traipsed near her heels. It was up for debate.
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Claire Redfield | Resident Evil
When Claire had said that she had needed a shower, she wasn't kidding, but she hardly imagined that she'd go from the comfort of a train seat to being plunged into a frigid, icy bay. She flailed to the surface, but when she clawed her way to the surface her body seemed to seize up, the bone-chilling cold and sheer exhaustion she was feeling before her arrival making it hard to move. The strangeness continued when she caught sight of a woman with a glowing vial beneath the water. Without thinking, she took it, gulping down the potion greedily. It helped, she could feel it, but it didn't clear up the exhaustion.
Awkwardly, feet kicking and arms paddling desperately, joined by what seemed to be an enormous black dog Claire fought her way to the shoreline and flopped onto the chilly white sand. Breathing heavily, eyes wide and staring up at the sky, she tried to collect her thoughts and her breath. The dog wasn't far behind Claire, red eyes locked onto hers, panting and settling down beside her.
"Okay..." Claire said after several moments, pushing herself up as she realized she wasn't alone. "Where the hell are we?"
And, not expecting an answer, she shambles to her feet and starts towards anyone else that happens to be around.
"...Hey. You okay?"
The Red Spring
Claire didn't really understand what was going on at all, but the minute that she'd been told that there was a hot shower, a lot of her concerns got shelved. It'd felt like an epoch since she'd had one, and she immediately hopped in and spent a blissfully long time cleaning grime and blood and other unpleasantness from Raccoon City off herself. Emerging into the room after a time with a bathrobe held tight around her, she awkwardly smiled at whoever she'd gotten stuck with as a roommate.
"Hey. Sorry about that. I really, really needed that."
If the state of the clothes she has tucked under one arm is any indication, she's been through hell.
"I'm Claire. Guess...we're staying here together for a bit?"
Drink Up
Ordinarily not one for this kind of weird festival, Claire had adopted a when in Rome stance on most everything here. The trip through the caves had been freaking annoying, but she'd managed. Thankfully stumbling around in the dark came somewhat naturally to her after all her experience, and she had gotten through.
Grabbing up a cup, she carefully made her way towards the stairs up the cliffside.
"Ready?" she asked whoever was nearby. Or maybe just the big black dog that traipsed near her heels. It was up for debate.
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