cape_kore | Day 90; Video 003

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Day 90; Video 003

[The breeze pushes her heavy hair behind her. She takes a deep breath and then puts a smile on for the camera. It's tentative, but there.]

I owe apologies. Quite a few of them. Riley, Charlie, St. Raphael, Derek....

[She pauses.]

Dilandau.

I had some personal trouble recently and lashed out at those that didn't deserve it. I apologize for not being able to keep my temper and for not explaining anything.

[Another pause.]

And for still not explaining anything.

I just... Please accept my apology. For those that don't wish to, [Dilandau] I understand.

I'm going to be staying at the lighthouse a bit, I think. I need the perspective and if something happens again, there won't be anyone to take the brunt of it. Except some seagulls, but they're usually pretty forgiving.

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[Riley sighed softly.]

I miss pizza.

And my family. I haven't been away from them this long before.

Pizza we can do. I think. I mean, we'll have to find yeast, and all that stuff, but I've made homemade pizzas before. It might have to wait until the gardens start producing.

[She thinks. It'll be a pain to make the sauce, but they can make big batches if the tomatoes produce.]

I would love a good pizza. If we can make a veggie one, I know Ned would probably like one as well.

[Riley, of course, didn't know much about what went into making a pizza other than flipping dough around and around. She'd wanted to try it, but she'd never gotten the chance.]

[Brigid bites her lip.]

I'd need recipes, and the like, but if we can get the ingredients, then we're golden.

I wonder if anything grows wild around here. Have you smelled tomato plants? I've come across a few wild onion.

Ned might be good for recipes, too. I know he's good in the kitchen. Better than me, anyway.

[She tried to think back.] I haven't really been looking for anything other than prey animals, so I don't know. But I'll keep a... nose out for it.

I should get to know him better. I've only talked to him a couple times. Once, I wasn't very polite. We were planting the garden.

[Around the full moon. She hopes having Derek around solves that.]

Pretty much anything and everything would be a good idea. I'm going to go through the library and see if the seaweed is edible. It's cold for clams yet, but I'm hoping.

He's a nice guy. A little skittish, but still really nice.

[She wasn't going to go into Ned's particulars; he was more than capable of telling who he wanted to be told, but he did deserve to have more friends.]

I thought most seaweed was edible. It's not always great tasting, but I didn't think it was toxic?

[Not that she'd had to live off it before. She'd been inland more, not having to rely on sea fare as much.]

He seems to be.

[Brigid remembers watching him resurrect the girl. Poor guy. She frowns, looking down at the docks.]

Most of it is? I think? But I'm pretty sure there's a few toxic varieties. Not sure how to tell the difference though. Hence, research.

It would just be our luck that the toxic kinds wash up here.

[Because why make anything easy for them, right? She was already without all the really good stuff that came from living in civilization. Why not make it completely impossible to survive?]

It would.

[Brigid normally isn't so cynical, but really, their luck isn't holding out well.]

We'll be okay though. You, me and Derek can smell out things. I don't think St. Raphael and the others will let us willfully kill ourselves. But I doubt they'll stop us from being stupid.

I know Balthazar wouldn't let me do something that'd be bad for me. Other than, you know, a little bit of drinking or mooning. He seems to be a bit more cheeky than he looks. I can ask him if he knows anything about seaweed and its edibility.

[Brigid purses her lips together. She doesn't like it.]

I'd rather leave that as a last resort for myself. I know it doesn't bother you, but for me to simply ask Angels if they can just tell me things when I can figure them out for myself feels... wrong. Like, you're depending on their power and not on your own wits and smarts.

[She's not explaining this well.]

I know you don't see it that way. It just... makes me uncomfortable.

[Balthazar doesn't seem like some all knowing being to her. He's a somewhat cheeky guy who seems somewhat hedonistic, if anything. She wouldn't think anything of it to ask him about what might or might not be toxic, just like she wouldn't hesitate to ask a native to any new area that she might visit what indigenous things to stay away from. It seemed logical to her to ask Balthy since he was older than dirt and would probably know better. And it would certainly be easier than trial and error, especially if there were errors.]

I can keep you out of it if you want, but I don't see why I shouldn't ask him if he knows. It's not like I'm asking him to magic us up some cheesecake.

... You had to mention cheesecake. I'd give my left arm for some. We need more sweets around here.

[It's a poor attempt to steer clear of the issue that they are never going to agree upon. Brigid understands that and accepts it. She'd rather keep Riley as a friend.]

Balthazar bemoans the lack of cheesecake daily. I pretty much agree with him. Cheesecake or chocolate or... god, anything, really.

[Riley would do her best to respect Brigid's views on the angels, but she wasn't going to start thinking differently of her friend or treat him like something venerable. Especially not when he didn't act like one.]

It gets later, we'll have berries. I know I saw blackberry bushes in the forest. How many of those got burnt, I don't know. There should a few apple trees too. But it'll be months before those are ready.

[Sigh. She really wants something sweet now.]

Winter honey. There has to be some, right?

Maybe? I haven't really seen a lot of bees around. [Not that she'd been paying attention.]

To be honest, I'm never sure what we're going to find here. It's not like a normal place with normal things like wild honey or anything to make this easier. The robot bears sort of destroy the whole natural ecosystem thing.

The fire might have driven them out, or at least the smoke sedated them more than the cold did.

[She remembers that much from several nature documentaries.]

Looks like I'll be doing a lot of reading and wood wandering. At least it'll keep me busy.

Good thing we still have a library.

[Not that she'd bothered to look anything up in it beyond a random book to keep herself entertained, one that was most decidedly not informative in terms of the local fauna or how to manage it.]

I can keep my eye, and nose out for things to gather next time I go hunting.

I was going to the library later, see if I could find something on the history of this place. Maybe give us a clue as to where we really are.

[And history is her comfort.]

Thank you. For forgiving me, and for offering to help.

[She shrugged.]

Shifters gotta stick together, right? We're more than the sum of our human parts, and sometimes they take over for a bit. Not like I haven't gotten worse from my brothers before.

I hope Derek feels the same way. Anytime you want to come stay at the lighthouse with me, you're welcome to. I know sometimes, living around humans gets to be too much.

I'll keep that in mind. Really. It hasn't been too bad where I'm at, not now that Ned and Hal are on some kind of OCD cleaning squad, but one of my housemates isn't too partial to where she leaves her food remains. And you know how fun hidden rotted food can be.

Ick. That's just... gross. Why would she do that?

[Brigid had a shifter's nose and sometimes that just went... horribly.]

Not sure. Humans don't seem to notice it as badly as shifter. At least it's not as bad as when I visited my friend at her dorm. That was... disgusting.

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