Doreah (![]() ![]() @ 2012-01-10 16:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | doreah, isabela |
Who: Doreah and Isabela
What: Doreah is hanging out after a trip to a local grocery store.
Where: The complex kitchen
When: Late afternoon, Jan 10th
Status: Incomplete
What a strange and wonderful place Kansas had turned out to be! Doreah felt a natural longing for more familiar places, of course. It seemed that everyone who had been taken from their home had that feeling if only to a minimal degree, but Kansas was starting to grow on her. It was nice not to have to ride horseback day after day and in this place she could bathe in warm water any time she felt like doing so. Though she missed certain faces, this was not the worst of places and she had been reassured that many people were sent back to their proper places after a certain time had passed.
Doreah lounged, sitting on the counter in the community kitchen. Chik-fil-a had delicious food to offer, but the local food markets could boast the same. She had returned from her visit to the grocery market with a small selection of fruit, a bottle of wine, and small cups of something called ‘Jello’ that she had never heard of before in her lifetime. Using a paring knife she had found in a drawer, Doreah cut a yellowish apple into spears, popping one into her mouth and munching on it delightedly. It was well worth the paper currency she had used to pay for the fruit.