Clementine (
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entranceway2018-09-08 05:04 pm
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( When you're used to being by yourself in the world you're from, it's about a hundred times harder to try to address a whole network of people on the other side, but. She needs to. The camera turns on, and it shows Clementine in the dining room. There are two cork boards behind her. )
So. Hey.
I know everyone's on edge with the recent murder, but. Yeah. ( It doesn't have the same effect on her as it does most, but that's kinda cause she's fucked up and it's hard to shake her up at all. But she can feel everyone on edge, and no one seems to be close to figuring out what the hell happened, not that she's deep involved in investigating. She wanted to put up these boards cause there's a lot of stuff she wants to learn, and if she doesn't do it now, she won't ever do it. So here she goes. ) We're all stuck here, but maybe there's something you want to learn or you can teach others.
Like how to play the piano or violin, how to read or write or type, how to do first aid, how to paint or draw, or how to do cool science shit. Gardening, carpentry, sewing, cooking...
Something like that.
I put up these boards in the dining room so you can do that. This board's for offering up lessons. This board's for finding someone who can teach you what you want. Just... since there's a murderer around and it's either a mirror or one of us... or a resident, I guess, maybe make sure to schedule your lessons in a public place and tell someone where you're going.
And keep a weapon on you, and if you don't know how to use one of those, maybe seek some lessons in that. ( deep sigh before she mutters mostly to herself: ) I did a great fucking job selling this.
So. Hey.
I know everyone's on edge with the recent murder, but. Yeah. ( It doesn't have the same effect on her as it does most, but that's kinda cause she's fucked up and it's hard to shake her up at all. But she can feel everyone on edge, and no one seems to be close to figuring out what the hell happened, not that she's deep involved in investigating. She wanted to put up these boards cause there's a lot of stuff she wants to learn, and if she doesn't do it now, she won't ever do it. So here she goes. ) We're all stuck here, but maybe there's something you want to learn or you can teach others.
Like how to play the piano or violin, how to read or write or type, how to do first aid, how to paint or draw, or how to do cool science shit. Gardening, carpentry, sewing, cooking...
Something like that.
I put up these boards in the dining room so you can do that. This board's for offering up lessons. This board's for finding someone who can teach you what you want. Just... since there's a murderer around and it's either a mirror or one of us... or a resident, I guess, maybe make sure to schedule your lessons in a public place and tell someone where you're going.
And keep a weapon on you, and if you don't know how to use one of those, maybe seek some lessons in that. ( deep sigh before she mutters mostly to herself: ) I did a great fucking job selling this.
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( Makeshift stuff that can start a fire, that can be used as bandages or fishing hooks. All that. )
Mostly stuff I never learned in school. ...not all the stuff. ( She makes a face. ) I don't care about math.
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[ Maybe a little bit of multiplying but he's with her. Don't tell his daughter if she ever shows up. ]
How old are you, by the way?
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Hard to tell sometimes cause it's hard to keep track of time back in my world and I've been in Wonderland awhile. ( she doesn't know if that always counts but. ) Around 13. ( she's fourteen if Wonderland counts. )
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[ Going on 30, he swears. ]
I think if she had her way, she'd never ask about school again. She hates her tutors. Well, not the tutors, just having to sit down and learn things.
[ She'd much rather be out, exploring, meeting people, going on her own little made up adventures. Not that he can blame her - he was the same way. ]
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( If not, he must miss her. She remembers how much Klaus missed his daughter, and she only hopes he is back there with her now- back in his world with the daughter he left behind.
Clementine smirks a little. ) I felt the same way when I was in school. I'd draw pictures instead of paying attention sometimes especially during math, but then the world went to shit and I kinda missed school.
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[ But he can't help but smile at her activities during school. ]
You sound like me. I was always drawing comics. But hey, at least your grandma wasn't your teacher, probably. That was tough.
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( The Events can be harrowing to say the least. She glances down at her feet, and then smiles softly. )
Wait, your grandma... was your teacher?
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[ Even if he was more keen on going on adventures than reading from a textbook. ]
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I know her. She's really nice. She's already teaching me how to ride a horse, and she said she's really good at archery too. ( /record scratch. ) Wait a second, your grandma is kind of young to be your grandma... unless it's some different worlds, different times thing.
...or magic. ( Since Snow did mention there was magic in their world. )
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[ But then there's the question and Henry nods slowly through her puzzling through the age difference thing. ]
So, she was stuck in a place kind of like Wonderland where the time didn't move. Twenty-eight years passed, and I'm also from pretty far in her future. So, me, my mom, and my grandma are all roughly the same age here in Wonderland. It's pretty crazy.
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...that must be- Yeah, seriously crazy and weird. ( That they're all so close to the same age. ) But also cool that you get to spend time with them here.
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[ It hurts the brain, honestly. ]
I'm glad you get to know her. All she's ever done her entire life is try to help people in any way she can. I don't know if she knows how to spend her time doing anything else.
[ Which is said with so much love. ]