001 {video}

[wordaday]

[The first few second of video is an awkwardly angled shot of a very tired, very pretty blonde woman, clearly trying to work through how to use her damn phone. She looks like she's recently been through the wringer, face a mess of healing scrapes and a few shadowy bruises. So, she's just not here for any kinda crap today, phone. Behave.]

Oh lord, I’ve never been good at this computer stuff. What is- oh, eeugh.

[Sookie finally gets a good look at herself in the camera, and that angle is doing nothing for her, yikes. She takes a moment to adjust the angle, until she’s satisfied that she looks actually presentable to strangers and not a damn mess like she’s been for the past week.]

I’m Sookie, ah, Sookie Stackhouse. I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be so scattered, I’m just a little overwhelmed right now, if you can understand. [She frowns, a little embarrassed at herself. Get a grip, Sook, it’s just a camera.] Ah, so, I’d really really like to know about churches around anywhere? I’m Methodist, but I’m no stranger to a Baptist service, or any of those big nondenominational-

[And then for just a moment, the Fellowship of the Sun flashes across her mind’s eye, and her stomach lurches. No. No megachurches.]

Actually, no, just small congregations are fine for me.

Also, they're telling me that I've got to be on some TV show called, ah.....[She takes a moment to look at something scribbled onto her palm.] Virginia Lakeshore? Anyone know anything about that? How would I wiggle my way out of that, exactly?

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[trigeminalheadache]

I... don't know. I wouldn't think so. Sorry, I wish I knew for sure.

[wordaday]

Hey, don't worry about it. [She gives the woman a weak smile.] You've been a big help already, ah....I'm sorry. What's your name?

[trigeminalheadache]

Right! Sorry. I always sorta forget that part. I'm Caitlin. Caitlin Snow. It's nice to meet you, Sookie.

[wordaday]

It's nice to meet you, too. [She laughs then, weakly.] Well, you know, under the circumstances.

[trigeminalheadache]

Definitely. [ There's an awkward chuckle. ] This place always comes with that caveat.

Have you found out if anyone from your world is here?

[wordaday]

[Ah HA topic change, she'll take that eagerly.]

My bos- my friend is, yeah. [She pops a bit of blueberry muffin into her mouth, looking a hair relieved.] He's on his way here, so at least we've got that going for us.

[trigeminalheadache]

[ Her expressions brightens just a touch. ]

That's great! This place is easier with familiar faces around. I got extremely lucky when I arrived.

[wordaday]

Oh? You have people you know here?

[trigeminalheadache]

I do! A few less now than before, but I know I'm lucky to have had anyone here.

[wordaday]

[Wow, this woman really is a cheery breath of fresh air. It's helpful, to say the least.]

Well, I'm sorry that there's any less than before. Did they....?

[Die?]

[trigeminalheadache]

Did they what? [ And just as she says that, it clicks. ] No. Oh, no. No, no.

[ Well... in Eddie's case, yes. ]

Just like this place randomly brings us here, it sends us home too. They went home.

[wordaday]

So one day you can just wake up and you're home, or do they come and take you back?

[Look, she's absolutely not convinced it's not this government doing this.]

That seems pretty inconvenient. I mean, it's nice for us, but inconvenient for them.

[trigeminalheadache]

I haven't experienced it, but that's how I understand it works. One day, you're here. The next, you're waking up at home with no memory of this place.