[A: 1648 Albright Lane; Locked to all Housemates]

[Cain is in the kitchen... or what now looks like a disaster zone. The young clone has flour all over him, batter in his hair and a huge derp grin on his face. It still felt so freeing to do something so messy and non-productive, it made him feel almost like he was doing something forbidden. He's reading a recipe book intently, dirty utensils and a disaster zone of mess surrounding him.]

...So, is it eggs next?

[B: Phone]
[Filtered to Iceland]

We spoke in the park about your friend... is he alright now?

[Filtered to Mikiya]

[He's been worried about his friend, with all the madness that's been going on with people eating bad mushrooms recently.]

Things have been a little strange again recently, are you alright?

[OPEN TO ALL]

I hear that Thanksgiving is approaching and, as this is a town in America, we should be celebrating it, right? I haven't celebrated it before so I'm quite looking forward to it, it's just another reminder of the differences between all our worlds.

I wonder, would you tell me what some of the celebrations are where you come from? Maybe we could celebrate those too, here?

[C: Action]
[The Pharmacy; locked to Holland]

[Cain has been saving the little allowance he gets given, as well as doing more odd jobs for various people around town, and has bought a bicycle with his earnings. There's a ribbon ties around one handlebar and it's now propped up against the window of the pharmacy, as Cain waves to the man who works inside to come out and have a look.]

[1649 Albright Lane, 1128 Taylor Road, 848 Goldberg Street; locked to Trisha, Clark and America]

[He has been honing the skills Clark taught him, and what better use was there for an apple pie than to cheer up someone probably still feeling wrong-footed from being dragged here. Trisha had seemed so worried about her family, it might make her feel a little better to know someone was thinking of her. So Cain is at the door with a box in his hands, knocking politely.

Later on, remembering how much America had liked the apple-pie and wanting to thank him for inviting him to the barbecue the other week, Cain decided to drop another one around there. Knock knock!

And finally, Clark deserved to see how his student was progressing, didn't he? Here comes Cain with his third and final pie.]

[A: Phone; Private to Diana Ethelbert]

I think it's time we called to order the first meeting of the... hm. We still need a name! Then it's doubly important we have a meeting.

[B: Action, all around Mayfield; Open to All]

[Cain knows that his time here is precious, not just for seeing his brother happy finally, but because it may be the only taste he gets of freedom. Not that he will truly let himself believe that... even after being confronted with all the evidence of his future, there was a part of him that refused to believe it would happen. Especially now he knew about it, he was intelligent, he would find a way to stop it from coming to pass, because any other option just wasn't conceivable.

So in the interests of making the most of his time here, he's made himself a list of things to do, and he's spending this Sunday doing them. At various points in Mayfield, people might see a small boy trying (and mostly failing) to fly a kite, wandering into each shop and asking politely to sample each of the wares, and climbing trees. It's during one such endeavour that he's got a bit stuck, swinging his legs from a branch and looking down at people as they pass by.]

Um... excuse me? Could I have a hand, please?

[ooc: For anywhere around town, it can be anywhere! If you want your character to be in a shop or diner or anywhere, just say where in the subject line :3]