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[beautifullies]

Who: Claire Fraser + YOU
Where: Her room, clinic, outside
When: After the hurricane blows over
Rating: Light cursing, wherever that puts us.
Summary: Something's wrong with the closet and Claire blames whatever tf happened over the weekend. Plus, she needs to check on the garden.
The Story:

☼ home ☼

Ever since arriving in Wonderland and for few exceptions otherwise, Claire has always dressed in 18th-century fashion. Not because it's overly comfortable; it's sentimental. Frank had purposefully destroyed every single thing Claire had to remind her of the life she'd lived with Jamie (save for Brianna, of course, and her ring), and she'd be damned if anyone would ever take that away from her again. Twenty years was long enough. Besides that, her husband won't suddenly and all at once adapt to 20th-century life. Paired with Wonderland being modern in and of itself, seeing their daughter in bikinis, shorts, and tank tops is enough for the poor man's heart, she feels.

Which is why there's some frustration happening in their room today.

Every now and then she keeps the door open to invite friends new and old alike to their 4th floor home. It's almost like being Laird and Lady again, to have people come in and out of their home just to visit. They don't collect rent and they aren't overseeing anyone's safety and well-being, but it's nice all the same to get to know their fellow residents. But today, that open door is revealing a current struggle.

"You damned bloody closet, cooperate," she huffs. But it doesn't. And outfit after outfit is modern, including the one she's currently wearing. Giving up, she rubs her face and decides to just spend her day in the damned blue dress and heels, if that's what she's meant to do for God knows what reason.

"Christ, fine."

The rest of her morning is spent tending to her indoor plants, fussing over them and trimming what needs to be, taking care to check soil and light and everything else that goes into taking care of her herbs. Sometimes Bree or sometimes Jamie will lead people through their own version of Lallybroch to speak with Claire and she greets everyone, happy to chat the day away.

☤ clinic ☤

Making her way to the clinic and pushing the door open, she props it then stares in confusion once the lights are on. Broken glass.

"How in Christ's name..."

It's interior, with the views she assumed were magical because how in hell does an interior room have windows? And yet whatever hurricane winds swept through shattered two of them and she sets out for a broom and dustpan to try and get it cleaned up. Why didn't Wonderland repair itself? Or is it still trying? She has no idea. If they don't repair themselves she'll need to ask someone if they can help, but for now, she simply closes the shades once the glass has been removed. At least the weather is nicer now.

Once she's done, Claire sits behind her desk right at the front and gets to work on a list of things to plant outdoors now that spring has arrived and she has a better idea of the climate during each season in Wonderland. She's lost in thought and tapping her pen against her cheek, contemplating beets and radishes this year instead of carrots and peas. Maybe she'll just go for all four. That's why as someone walks in, she murmurs. "If you had your own garden, would you rather yield radishes or carrots?"

✿ Gardens ✿

Early in the evening, but before supper with Jamie and Bree, Claire heads outside to the gardens, trading her high heels for boots and wearing an apron over her dress. A dress that is so impractical for outdoor work, but a fight she didn't want to continue having with Wonderland's magic.

Basket in hand, she crouches, trying to remember not to bend lest she give everyone a free show. Examing plants, she moves to the greenhouse where things are up on raised tables and she doesn't have to worry about being down on her hands and knees in a dress. As she works, she hums to herself, a mindless tune that sounds suspiciously like Stop, in the Name of Love. It's peaceful, which means it's easy to get lost in her own thoughts out here, busy working as she is. She loves company, though, never minding it as she adds things to her basket and makes notes of what she's going to plant and where.

❤ Wildcard ❤


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[beautifullies]

"That's a good idea."

But she doesn't have an answer to the posed question. She has no idea what they'll all do if the magic goes to hell.

"All that we can do is be sure we have resources in multiple places. There used to be a rooftop vegetable garden but it disappeared when the person maintaining it did. I'm thinking of re-establishing it. That way if we can't get out here for some reason and the closets don't work, at least we'll hav something."

[twirlier]

Misty smiles at that, nodding. "We should do that," she says. We. She's definitely there to help with that. "And I'm wondering how much we can change the rooms. If they stay and stay as they are, I wonder if I could turn part of my room into a green house. Like possibly with sunlight. The rooms are weird enough as it is, it might work."

She's not sure, but she knows she's going to try. "And nothing else, they make lamps for that too." She'd prefer real sunlight though.

[beautifullies]

"Thank you, for your help," Claire says with a soft smile before nodding at Misty's idea.

"As far as I know, if you claim a space and change it, it will stay that way for the duration of your time in Wonderland. I'd be more than happy to help with that project, as well. It's a good idea."

[twirlier]

"Can you claim more than one though? I have a room in there for when the weather is bad but..." She pauses, considering the options. "Do you have an idea of how big you can make your space? Is there a limit?" She never tested it, feeling she was being greedy as it is.

"Perhaps there is a chance that I could make it a cabin and a green house attached. Then it's technically one space?" She's musing aloud, plotting obviously by the look on her face.

[beautifullies]

"Oh, definitely. I know people who take up three and four rooms for science labs and such. As long as you've claimed it, for as long as you're here, it's yours."

Which makes her think of something else.

"Oh! I set up emergency medical closets on every floor over a year ago, and they're all still there."