[Delilah: Open Post] “how they say his name, make it their own"

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It's been a strange summer, for Delilah. She's struggled with loss, once again, struggled also with who she is and isn't, in this place where she feels very often like she is the last of her kind

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At that particular point, Delilah was out fetching some more wood for the matatosowin, and she is probably heard a long ways off when she comes back dragging a large and very twiggy branch. She intended to break them into more manageable pieces at camp, and pauses in her stride.

".... may I help you?"

She's a touch defensive - she's never seen this one before.

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"It's just a shelter," Delilah replies, pleased by the implied praise. "I live at the Mansion, but it's going to be deer season soon..."

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There's something easy about this woman, and she seems to understand the way Delilah thinks. That pleases her, makes her smile.

"I'm Delilah Rose Jo--- Laughingbird, from Kamloops-Bee-Cee," she offers. "I've been wanting to hunt some more - it's not done for women to do so where I come from, but I feel like here..."

She shrugs, smiles.

"I should try, at least. I'm a good trapper, but it's becoming boring."

She points to the shelter, and remembering the secod question... "You want to see inside?"

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Delilah isn't sure, actually, what you're talking about, Erica. She's from the early beginnings of the suffragette movement, but those news didn't make it to Kamloops, BC. The Shuswap had, say, more immediate human rights issues back then (and one could argue they still do, the typist notes.)

"I.... left," she says, the hesitation based on her choice of words, because the correct diction would have been, I died, "in 1910, shortly before Sir Wilfrid Lollyay came to Kamloops."

Her demeanor changes a little, darkens.

"Sometimes I wish my family were here. This place would be good to them."

She shrugs, then, and starts towards the teepee, opening the flap.

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Delilah smiles a little, proud. "I like to do this at the end of the summer," she explains. "It's a good thing, to have a camp, when one means to hunt."

For her, having a lot of time out is important: she doesn't have that much experience.

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[OOC: Summary, as discussed! Delilah will explain that she was born at the turn of the century, though she has a hard time giving an exact date - it will be mostly through history that Erica can figure it out, when she mentions Sir Wilfrid Laurier visiting Kamloops. She'll gloss over it, though, and will soon distract the other young woman with the snares she's set, asking if she doesn't mind going with her to relieve them. How's that?]

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