video; day 40; 002

[facilitated]

Hey guys.

[ She's still getting over the after effects of her own personal heightened state of panic, so forgive her if Laura looks more tired than usual. She totally has a reason for addressing literally everyone though, so she presses on with a quick smile. ]

Listen, I've ransacked the place I'm staying at and there's literally no clothes I can feasibly wear. [ Which is in part because the clothes indicate this house had last been inhabited by people in their fifties, and part because she looks like she hasn't had so much as a meal - let alone a hot one - in weeks. She laughs briefly, shrugging and glancing down for a moment. ] Does anyone have like, spare female clothes floating around? I can't keep walking around in shorts, my legs are going to be permanently icicles soon I swear.

So yeah. [ Welp, awkward request is awkward. ] I can like, try to find stuff to trade or whatever, so let me know? Thanks.

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[facilitated]

Uh, yeah.

[ So she gets treated to an eye full of chest at first, which is intense enough as it is, but when she tips her head back enough to really get a good look at the tattoos she raises her eyebrows quickly. ]

Woah, what are those?

[reluctantsword]

The short answer is that they're craft marks. They mean I'm a swordsman of the seventh rank.

[Or Shonsu is. Whatever.]

You want to come in? I can see what clothes I have around here that might fit you.

[facilitated]

Woah, that sounds cool. You're a swordsman? Can you teach me?

[ She's getting sidetracked again. It's a bit of a problem. Grinning nice and bright, she nods and rubs her arms a little. ]

Hell yeah, I'd love that. It's cold and inside is warm. Let's treasure hunt.

[reluctantsword]

Sure. Don't know how much here is to your taste, but you're welcome to it. The name's Wallie, by the way.

[He waves her to follow him in, back towards the master bedroom. Even if he's filled a lot of the drawers with clothes he can fit, the closet's mostly not his.]

I think there was a married couple here at some point. There's still lots of her clothes around.

[facilitated]

Wow that's...kind of heartbreaking.

[ She hadn't thought about it much before now, the people who owned the clothes that she was looking through. But obviously they had to have belonged to someone, and as she heads into the room she just chews on the inside of her cheek while she dwells on this thought.

After a pause, looking at the drawerset with a small frown, she turns to him quickly and fixes him with an unusually (for her, at least) serious look. ]

What do you think happened to them? The married couple. Why aren't they here still?

[reluctantsword]

Hard to say. I couldn't even say how long they've been gone, really. Whoever they are, I hope they're okay.

[He recognises that it's an unlikely sort of hope, what with everything else that's going on, but he hopes anyway. He wants these strangers into whose home he's moved to be safe and alive somewhere.]

I gather that it's like that for most places around here.