( The first time she had woken up in Mayfield, it had been with a scream. This time she wakes up with a wide-eyed expression, not believing what she was seeing as months of memories seemed to flood back in an instant. Numerous memories she had not remembered in the time she had been gone but now were clear as day. As she makes her way out of bed and through the house, everything continues falling into a familiar place -- the clothes, the pictures and even the feeling of being here once again.
Her tour through is short, stopping and staring at a nearby calender with a frown. )
❝ phone ❞
I guess coming back here isn't so odd, it's happened before and plenty remembered too. You spend only what seems to be a short time at home but months and months have gone by here, it's sorta strange. After the last Christmas I remember, I don't think I can be grateful being brought back in time for the holidays.
Also... is anyone else from St. Kleio still here?
❝ open action ❞
Ⓐ - general store.
( One day is more than enough of hiding away in her room, she decides early the next morning. It's easy to fall into old habits and for her it's shopping for groceries. After all, cooking was a past time she had came too love in her time here before but unlike before she does not have Napoleon of Florence here to help in her decision making. So needless to say, she's more than easily distracted by a number of different products.
Who gets easily amused by super colorful cereal boxes? Oh yes, this girl. In fact, she might just turn to the nearest person (who just might be you) and hold two up. )
Excuse me, but which do you think might be better?
Ⓑ - bodine fashion.
( Elizabeth is standing quiet as she examines a piece of fabric, turning it over in her hands and rubbing it between her fingers with a thoughtful expression before giving a long sigh. )
I guess the fabric here was never that good.
Ⓒ - park.
( She is not surprised to be exhausted after a day spent trying to keep herself busy, but now her thoughts cannot shift back to the events happening back home. The story Kai had been telling them about the generation of clones that had come before them and their fate as the Strikers that had attacked and killed numerous of her classmates. It's a series of events Elizabeth wonders will happen again with them...
It's a mess of thoughts that ends in a frustrated cry from where she sits on one of the park swings. )