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[beautifullies]

Who: Claire Fraser and Caleb Brewster
Where: tea room on whatever floor is convienient
When: post-event
Rating: PG for approximatemy 1 F bomb
Summary: Claire is doing some mending and she won't mind sharing what she knows.
The Story:

The somewhat chaotic events of the past week, what with the gifts (glad she and Jamie didn't get anything) that either divulged frightening information about Wonderland or needed to be returned to others. Mostly, she'd stayed out of it, not quite wanting to bury herself in conspiracy this time around. As such, she's been in her room with books and her husband, but now she'd rather be out, see others, friends.

As such, she wanders with the mending she needs to do and settles into a tea room, keeping the door open to passers-by. She's by no means a prolific seamstress, but her time in Castle Leoch did teach her a thing or two and she can mend Jamie's thing quite nicely, or make scarves if needed. She won't be making entire wardrobes anytime soon, but she can make do.

She has tea, adequate lighting (a rare time she appreciates how bright lights have become in the future. Why are they so harsh?) and a small radio playing classical numbers. She imagines she looks every bit the part of a good housewife until she shatters the allusion the moment she accidentally pricks her finger.

"Oh, fucking hell."

It's a bit louder than she meant as she brings her thumb to her lips, attempting to staunch the bleeding. No, she's certainly not a professional.

Comments

[beardman]

"I think so," he says, smiling back. "It seems like a useful enough skill. And besides, what else am I gonna do here?" He holds his hands out in gesture to the room. "Not much whalin' to be done in Wonderland, is there?"

[beautifullies]

"Well, from what I've heard something lives in the ocean. But that said, I would be more than happy to teach you, I think it could be lovely," Claire says with a brighter smile. "We can meet here whenever you'd like."

[beardman]

"Does it?" he asks, suddenly intrigued, but pauses - No, you know what? It's probably some kind of magic horror. He's pretty sure he doesn't want a thing to do with that.

Pretty sure.

...No, part of him really does. But for now, the knitting.

"Great! We can get started as soon as you have the time, then. It's not like I've got loads of important engagements to schedule around, after all."

[beautifullies]

"Nor I, so we might as well begin as soon as I'm done with Jamie's kilt. Unless today is too sudden?"

He may not have a future daily schedule, but right away could still be short notice.

[beardman]

"Not too sudden at all." Caleb smiles at that. It can't be too hard, can it? He's honestly a little excited by the idea!

God, he's only been two months and being here's already made him boring. Well, but maybe there is something to be said for domesticity. It's been a long time since he's been able to settle himself for more than a day or so without war or work on his mind.

"What will I need? Shall I go get it from my closet?" Needles and yarn, surely, but are there other things?

[beautifullies]

"We can get all we need from the closet here, no need to go back to your room. Let's see..." She thinks up everything he'll need - needles and yarn, of course, a crochet hook and a yarn needle. Then, she nods to him.

"It should all be there if you would be so kind and check?"