multifarious ⟷ in character

Uh, hey guys. Happy Thanksgiving. I showed up late last night so I kind of have an idea of what's going on, plus this isn't my first time showing up in a random city that I was not in five seconds ago. I probably know a lot of you guys or...versions of you guys from what my wife tells me, so I wanted to say hey. I'm here for a while, apparently.

Also I have yams that we apparently don't need since everyone already shopped for Thanksgiving...does anyone want some yams? Free to a good home!

[Stileses]
So how many of you are around?

I got you a thing. [She holds up a bottle of strawberry shampoo.] I'm leaving it in [Remote location] it'll be there tonight, I won't be.
[This is how you friendship, right?]

[Sarah's hair is dirty and matted, pulled back into a braid. Her clothes have seen better days, and have spots of dried blood and dirt and grass stains. She's underweight, but obviously works out, because the bits of muscle that show are sculpted.

She looks very confused as she looks around the hotel room. She sees the letter on the bed and looks it over on the front and back as if there would be something she could understand here. Maybe this is heaven. Maybe she drank too much. She does feel woozy.]

Thought there'd be food here. [She mutters to herself quietly as she checks the empty cabinets, not noticing the tablet on the counter] Or someone at a fucking gate... [She gives up on food and tries the faucets. She looks ecstatic when the water runs, cupping some in her hands and drinking it. When she had her fill, she rinses off her face and turns to the camera because she notices the light. She picks it up] Hello?