Deer Country Network

( The feed opens to a woman sitting in a bright cottage kitchen, with a cup of something warm and a soft smile. )

Hello. Some of you may know me already, but to those who don't — I'm Rose Da Silva. Sharon's mom.

( Her smile warms, and she gently sets her mug down so she can turn her full focus on the video she's making. )

I've been here for... a while. Half a year now. I have to admit, this place isn't like where I come from at all, and I'm still... trying to adjust.

I know a lot of you are from worlds that may be similar to this one. You've probably been able to settle in a lot easier than me. But... I wanted to offer something. Because I know there are a lot of young people here, people... on their own.

( Her smile wavers, brow knitting slightly. A lot of people without parents, without help. And maybe they've been doing quite well on their own; Rose has certainly witnessed almost disconcerting levels of independence from the Sleeper youth. Often, it suggests that... many of them might not have had a strong parental presence back home, either. Several of them have directly told her as much, or she's seen... memories, shared by accident. )

I can't make things, but I can show you how to buy and use them, if you like. Like... well, if anyone might need some more clothes and could use a hand, I'd be very happy to show you the shops I've discovered around here.

( She's.... offering to help take you shopping, yes. This month, there's a growing compulsion to teach, and maybe Rose is....... filled with the need to do some Mom Teaching Things for others! )

There are some really nice shops in certain parts of the city. I'm sure we could find something to fit your personal style.

( Her smile brightens again; she seems excited. Back home, before she was venturing into the depths of Silent Hill to rescue her daughter, she was one fancy suburban mom. Shopping was her thing. And maybe it seems a little silly, considering so many young people around here are... warriors, fighters, have some sort of strong power.... do they really need something as simple as a shopping trip while she's Mom For A Day?

....The offer is there. She wants it to be there, just in case someone does need it. Because maybe she doesn't have a lot of Trench-appropriate skills to put out here, in comparison to others. But being a mother... that's what she wanted to be for her whole life. She's not explicitly framing it that way, but that's what she feels the most comfortable offering, guidance that might fall under the "maternal" or "guardian" category of teaching. )

I'd be happy to treat you to lunch or dinner too, or show you around other places in the city, if you like. The weather's so nice lately.

deernet

[ At first it's just a view of the underside of someone's chin and some chokers, some tufts of white, maybe some pale blue.

There's the sound of fabric shifting. A horse's soft whinny and the clinking of a bridle. ]

Good evening. Ah--

[ The omni was re-adjusted as Helios noted it was at such an awkward angle. He held it further away from himself. On screen was a gentle face determined to smile warmly, but one burdened by thinly-veiled exhaustion. His face was pale and his features a little sunken. If one looked closely, they might notice he was leaning somewhat on the presumably-offscreen horse. ]

My apologies. I've just been briefly acquainted with the situation at hand by a waker, I believe they were called. [ He shakes his head subtly, worried that he mis-named that woman's profession, but he's much too tired to be certain. ]

I think my arrival took more of a toll on me than expected. Are there any particular places anyone can think of to get something light to eat?

[ Food definitely wasn't what he needed, and the process of waking and shifting was exhausting, but that also wasn't what was draining him at all. But where there was food, there were places to rest and review the situation at hand. And as far as Helios knew, the situation was bad. Very bad. But he wasn't one to panic easily. ]