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Who: Claire, Leon.
When: right after she arrives.
Where: clock tower.
Rating: PGish; subject to change.
Warnings: Claire?
Summary: Soooo. A certain redhead somehow finds herself in Purgatorium, and after much confusion involving theme parks and shadows and demonic puppies, Leon sets out to find her. Yeah. About that. LOL DAMNIT WRONG COMMUNITY. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME LATELY.
In all honesty, Claire wasn't really sure why she had first thought that Purgatorium was a theme park. It really didn't look like a theme park of any sort, but... well, she hadn't been able to come up with much more than that. It almost felt like something out of a horror movie -- crumbling, and dark, and old, and nothing like home had been. Except it was, kind of, a little bit. It was sort of like home, in the way where it was a little bit creepy. The only difference was there wasn't a bunch of flesh-eating people walking about.
That was always a plus, she figured.
But now it was getting dark, and the darker it got, the colder it became. Purgatorium. Really, her second guess had been that she had managed to get stuck in some sort of frozen hell-dimension. But this? Here to purge her sins? Redeem herself? Well, that definitely seemed a bit ridiculous. Had her sins even been all that terrible, in the first place? She couldn't recall. Had she ever done something so horrible that would have required her to live in such a place? Everything around her, and everything that she had thought was real wasn't there anymore, and now she was left with something foreign, something different.
On top of that, she was apparently stuck with a complete and total asshole (well, besides Leon). Wesker. Which was wonderful, really. Just the way to top her day off. Of all the people to join her in such a place, it would have made sense for him to be there. He, after all, had the record for the number of terrible sins committed. It was something she wasn't even going to try and compete with.
So, then, why was she there?
In the end, she supposed it didn't matter much. She could look at it from any angle she wanted. Observe it from any point in any part of the city, and it wouldn't have made the slightest difference. After all, when she found herself in the sort of situation that she happened to be in now, there wasn't much else she could do but push through it and hope for the best. That was all apart of who she was, wasn't it? All apart of her family, and what she had learned, and what she had grown up on. And even if she didn't take some things as seriously as she should have, it didn't mean that she didn't notice them. No, she noticed them. Obstacles that stood about her everywhere, and she'd face every one of them.
Even in Purgatorium. Especially in Purgatorium.
And, well, the fact that Leon was there for her to pester the living hell out of only made everything that much better.
When: right after she arrives.
Where: clock tower.
Rating: PGish; subject to change.
Warnings: Claire?
Summary: Soooo. A certain redhead somehow finds herself in Purgatorium, and after much confusion involving theme parks and shadows and demonic puppies, Leon sets out to find her. Yeah. About that. LOL DAMNIT WRONG COMMUNITY. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME LATELY.
In all honesty, Claire wasn't really sure why she had first thought that Purgatorium was a theme park. It really didn't look like a theme park of any sort, but... well, she hadn't been able to come up with much more than that. It almost felt like something out of a horror movie -- crumbling, and dark, and old, and nothing like home had been. Except it was, kind of, a little bit. It was sort of like home, in the way where it was a little bit creepy. The only difference was there wasn't a bunch of flesh-eating people walking about.
That was always a plus, she figured.
But now it was getting dark, and the darker it got, the colder it became. Purgatorium. Really, her second guess had been that she had managed to get stuck in some sort of frozen hell-dimension. But this? Here to purge her sins? Redeem herself? Well, that definitely seemed a bit ridiculous. Had her sins even been all that terrible, in the first place? She couldn't recall. Had she ever done something so horrible that would have required her to live in such a place? Everything around her, and everything that she had thought was real wasn't there anymore, and now she was left with something foreign, something different.
On top of that, she was apparently stuck with a complete and total asshole (well, besides Leon). Wesker. Which was wonderful, really. Just the way to top her day off. Of all the people to join her in such a place, it would have made sense for him to be there. He, after all, had the record for the number of terrible sins committed. It was something she wasn't even going to try and compete with.
So, then, why was she there?
In the end, she supposed it didn't matter much. She could look at it from any angle she wanted. Observe it from any point in any part of the city, and it wouldn't have made the slightest difference. After all, when she found herself in the sort of situation that she happened to be in now, there wasn't much else she could do but push through it and hope for the best. That was all apart of who she was, wasn't it? All apart of her family, and what she had learned, and what she had grown up on. And even if she didn't take some things as seriously as she should have, it didn't mean that she didn't notice them. No, she noticed them. Obstacles that stood about her everywhere, and she'd face every one of them.
Even in Purgatorium. Especially in Purgatorium.
And, well, the fact that Leon was there for her to pester the living hell out of only made everything that much better.