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meadowlarklogs2018-09-17 05:19 pm
strove) wrote in meadowlarklogs2018-09-17 05:19 pm
closed.
WHO: Clarke Griffin, Markus, and Connor—a musical trio coming soon to your eyeballs!
WHERE: One of New Amsterdam's sky parks.
WHEN: September 15th
WHAT: AI talks, sadness.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Talk of death, dysphoria, and references to violence (most likely). I'll update if anything else becomes relevant.
[Someone could make a very salient point that Clarke avoids the meeting with Connor, but that isn't the case. It only seems that way, which offers her some anxiety over the subject that has nothing to do with Lexa. At least it's not anxiety directly related to Lexa herself—a first when it comes to this subject.
No, she puts it off because she wants to have a better grip on the city itself. She wants to have a job lined up, and an idea of where she's going. Somewhere. Anywhere. Stability in one part of her life would make things easier in another part.
The fact of the matter is that it works out okay. Markus turns up, and when he does, Clarke realizes she can help both of them with her experiences. They may not directly translate. Hell, they may not translate at all, but it's important that she shares it so they can grasp what some scientists (or a single scientist: Becca) had been able to accomplish.
She sends both Connor and Markus the agreed upon meeting location through a message, and says she'll show up with lunch. After previously considering pho, she ends up at a sandwich shop next store. Though pho would have worked for all of their delicate stomachs, she had it explained to her that it wouldn't be a good picnic food. Like, at all. So, okay. Sandwiches it is (and it's not like she's had a lot of those in her life).
Clarke shows up with the food in a cloth bag that's also holding a blanket, since she wants this to look like a picnic. Even if picnics are also new. Look, post-apocalypse Earth is rough. Connor and Markus are bound to learn this today.
She looks around for the two of them, and when she spots them, she motions them over to her.]
WHERE: One of New Amsterdam's sky parks.
WHEN: September 15th
WHAT: AI talks, sadness.
NOTES OR WARNINGS: Talk of death, dysphoria, and references to violence (most likely). I'll update if anything else becomes relevant.
[Someone could make a very salient point that Clarke avoids the meeting with Connor, but that isn't the case. It only seems that way, which offers her some anxiety over the subject that has nothing to do with Lexa. At least it's not anxiety directly related to Lexa herself—a first when it comes to this subject.
No, she puts it off because she wants to have a better grip on the city itself. She wants to have a job lined up, and an idea of where she's going. Somewhere. Anywhere. Stability in one part of her life would make things easier in another part.
The fact of the matter is that it works out okay. Markus turns up, and when he does, Clarke realizes she can help both of them with her experiences. They may not directly translate. Hell, they may not translate at all, but it's important that she shares it so they can grasp what some scientists (or a single scientist: Becca) had been able to accomplish.
She sends both Connor and Markus the agreed upon meeting location through a message, and says she'll show up with lunch. After previously considering pho, she ends up at a sandwich shop next store. Though pho would have worked for all of their delicate stomachs, she had it explained to her that it wouldn't be a good picnic food. Like, at all. So, okay. Sandwiches it is (and it's not like she's had a lot of those in her life).
Clarke shows up with the food in a cloth bag that's also holding a blanket, since she wants this to look like a picnic. Even if picnics are also new. Look, post-apocalypse Earth is rough. Connor and Markus are bound to learn this today.
She looks around for the two of them, and when she spots them, she motions them over to her.]
no subject
Even those who are new. Who came here and found themselves lost. Then again, she had been willing to accept Lexa's people as her own for a time, as long as they could accept her first.]
I stand by my people. It may be too soon to call this an arrangement like that, but I can see it heading that way. [It's sincere and honest. Her friends are her people. It's why she stood by and protected Roan, and even deceived everyone so that she could almost take on the Flame to become the next commander. (Again.) Disrespect of traditions meant nothing if she could keep people from going at each other's throats.]
And as obscene as ALIE's actions were, she had an imperative to help. I can ... at least sympathize with that much. [A hint, however unwitting, that Clarke is capable of some rather terrible things.]
Thank you. I mean it. I wasn't sure if I was going to make friends here, or even if I could. It means a lot.