R R I - REHABILITATION & REINTEGRATION INITIATIVE

Characters: Carmel and Becka
Setting: Kitchen, early morning

( With a little avoidance thrown in for good measure. )

Characters: Carmel, Ryan, OPEN (maybe Caroline also? up to you!)
Setting: Courtyard, after almost everyone clears out after the stocks scene.

Carmel finally drug herself outside, squinting faintly in the light. Maybe she could use a drink so she could legitimately feel like shit. She didn't join with everyone like she normally would, only lingered in the back right near her room, hoping that would satisfy the idiot administration enough. She didn't condone it, but if the people wanted to go through with it, it was there decision. She'd caught enough of what Wren said for her to agree with that.

She raised a hand to her face, blocking the already bright sun. It was going to be a warm, bright day, she suspected. She'd heard people say something about shade, but no one looked like they were getting off their butts to actually construct something. Instead of following everyone to the kitchen, for once she avoided it, not feeling particularly people-y, and once most of them were gone, she ducked first into her room for a set of sheets--just washed, she thought with a sigh--and a few towels, willing to give herself options before making a bee-line for the tool shed.

Hopefully Caroline would know she wasn't out to hurt anyone. She was one of the least violent people here unless directly threatened or someone got her protective instincts up.

She already had an idea of how to construct something, so she grabbed the two brooms she found and unscrewed their handles before going for the rake and the shovel, doing the same thing to those. She grabbed a hammer, and a spade in case she might use it, and so burdened, she headed over to where Ryan was already sitting. She greeted him cordially, wondering what he'd done, and set to work, starting to hammer the first wooden length of wood into the ground. If she did it just right, the fitted sheet might actually have a use after all...

Characters: Carmel and Becka
Setting: Kitchen, after 4pm

( With a little gossip thrown in for good measure. )

Characters: Carmel and Becka
Setting: Laundry room, early afternoon

( Not so everyday conversation )

Characters: Carmel and Becka
Setting: The kitchen and cafeteria, early-ish morning (7:45-ish?)

Well, at least she’d managed not to wake anyone up with a screaming fit their first night in this place, Carmel thought wearily. Of course, the trade off had been that she’d slept restlessly, waking up frequently. She never had slept very well in a new place, though the lock on her door was rather reassuring to have.

She finally pulled herself out of bed and took another shower, relishing in the privacy and hot water. Her nose wrinkled faintly at the feeling of the general soap on her skin; she wondered if it would be too soon to ask for a nicely scented body wash. A cup of coffee sounded really good right about now, so she finally headed out, though the time was still early. She wandered through the cafeteria to make sure everything got cleaned up after last night.

Her eyes immediately caught on the boxes near the elevator. Her eyes narrowed as she padded closer, but then she smiled as she saw boxes labeled Kitchen. “So they do listen!” she murmured, moving to pick up a couple of the boxes and cart them off to the kitchen. She was very curious about how they’d delivered them, and what would have happened if someone had waited around to see. Like a freaking demented Santa Claus, she thought with a snort. Probalby wouldn’t have come at all.

“Let’s see what you brought us,” she said, deciding she’d go back for the last few small boxes in a minute, and grabbing a knife from the drawer to cut the first box open.