The woman walked with a group of women to a small stream, here they would haul the water back and using the filters Jaiden had set up, they would make it safe for drinking and cooking.  Another huge cauldron was kept boiling for use in washing clothes.  The village was like many, without power and running water but the Humanitarian Keepers, Jaiden's organization was trying to change that.  Until then, she would help these people to keep from getting the horrible diseases so many native people succumbed to.  She manned the clinic three days a week and worked teaching children the other two, her weekends were her own and she often mingled with the people but occasionally she went into the city.  Even with her calling, there was still a part of her that loved to shop.<br/><br/>The red haired woman carried two large buckets as she walked with Maria, one of the Village women.  They would talk as always about the children.  Maria had five, all of them in good health at the moment.  Jaiden loved spending time with their family.  There was something about the family that drew her, maybe because she'd grown up an only child, maybe because her parents had been cold and distant, unlike Maria and her family who were warm and giving.  They might not have much money, but still, they loved each other and it showed.  Her sons were always out hunting in the Jungles and bringing home meat for the family to eat, her daughters sewed, so when Jai went to the city, she often visited the market and brought back loads of fabric for the women of the village to sew with.  It made her a favorite among them.<br/><br/>Now she tilted her head, something was coming, something.... she wasn't sure what but she also wasn't sure it was a good thing.  Her senses were rarely wrong.<br/><br/>She poured her water into the unit that would filter it and then put them down.  She put a slender hand to the small of her back and pressed out the slight pain from the lifting.