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clarke "no chill" griffin ([personal profile] skaikru) wrote in [community profile] sail_ooc 2022-12-17 04:54 am (UTC)

🍉 Oooooh, seasons. I apply fall to Clarke in most things, specifically because that was the time of year the 100 landed on Earth and we introduced to seasons as an actual concept. Chill in the air, falling leaves rotting and pungent on the ground, mud from a rainfall, steam from hotly exhaled breaths, but still some bright streaks of sunlight filtering through the trees. Also all those long sleeves, jackets, and leather war gear? Would absolutely swelter in the summer, and I don't believe Clarke ever got so far north (into Ice Nation territory) to see snow on the ground.

2. Daily rituals! On board the Ark I imagine things were pretty cookie cutter and regular: get up, brush teeth (did anyone specialize in dentistry in space? probably. did they have the tools to do it well? i kinda #doubt so oral care important) and study to take her mothers place. In her year of prison confinement I think she must have HAD to make herself a routine in order to avoid going mad in solitary, and it was probably most obviously dictated by meal times. Not a lot of working out, plenty of time to sit in her own head and read or draw. On Earth, nothing was regular enough for an actual routine to stick in place, it was literally just: don't sleep, sleep, wake up, figure out how to survive. Selfcare falls by the waysides at times, so daily showers would be a Serena Eterna specific thing.

On the boat though, there are more options and admittedly more down time in which to establish a routine, and I think it goes: (insomnia dependent) wake up, brush teeth, bathe on good days, braid her hair. Three small meals at best, usually less, she eats more when she's hungry than any allotted dinner time. Since April she's been a pretty regular jogger up on the sports deck, then murderboarding with friends or alone until that eventually dissolves into doodling. Check in's with the people closest, because it's easier here than it ever was on the ground but that doesn't change the fact she always wants to know where her people are in case they're like, ambushed or something.

OH and she found religion, so the actual closest thing to a ritual would be going to the front most part of the deck and praying to Venti/Barbatos silently. This tapered from a daily thing to a twice weekly thing over the months, and will continue for a while even after his disappearance.

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