What am I doing here?
Cam didn't know many people in Caido and definitely didn't know the owner of his farmhouse, the "Mabel" who'd asked for help on the Notice Board. They didn't have any particular skill in construction, either. But they'd been startled by the devastation facing them when they returned to the Grounds after LongNight, horrified by the aftermath of the destruction they'd escaped. They wanted to help somehow. And this had seemed as good a place as any to start.
At home, they never would have volunteered for something like this -- not just the manual labor, but to be around strangers, in a strange place. But all of Caido was strangers in a strange place now, and they had to get out and start meeting people somehow. Not to mention that they'd better get accustomed to manual labor. Somehow they didn't think "data entry" or "graphic design" were going to work on their Caido resume.
So they showed up a little late, having gotten a bit lost looking for the farmhouse. They'd left their stuff at home, since most of it was useless, through they had brought a canteen of water slung over their shoulder -- the canteen a gift from their current landlady. It might not be too hot, but this could be thirsty work.
"Um, hi," they said, spotting Mabel. "I'm Cameron, they/them -- I saw your Notice Board post and I'm ... here to help out?"
They really didn't sound confident about that fact, but they were here.
Cam didn't know many people in Caido and definitely didn't know the owner of his farmhouse, the "Mabel" who'd asked for help on the Notice Board. They didn't have any particular skill in construction, either. But they'd been startled by the devastation facing them when they returned to the Grounds after LongNight, horrified by the aftermath of the destruction they'd escaped. They wanted to help somehow. And this had seemed as good a place as any to start.
At home, they never would have volunteered for something like this -- not just the manual labor, but to be around strangers, in a strange place. But all of Caido was strangers in a strange place now, and they had to get out and start meeting people somehow. Not to mention that they'd better get accustomed to manual labor. Somehow they didn't think "data entry" or "graphic design" were going to work on their Caido resume.
So they showed up a little late, having gotten a bit lost looking for the farmhouse. They'd left their stuff at home, since most of it was useless, through they had brought a canteen of water slung over their shoulder -- the canteen a gift from their current landlady. It might not be too hot, but this could be thirsty work.
"Um, hi," they said, spotting Mabel. "I'm Cameron, they/them -- I saw your Notice Board post and I'm ... here to help out?"
They really didn't sound confident about that fact, but they were here.
cameron ?
"Cameras" by Ennev is licensed under CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
