Ariadne (
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[The time away from Deerington has definitely not improved Ariadne's skill with a camera. The feed immediately pops on too close to her face, more or less framing nothing but her gray eye. She quickly realizes her error and pulls it back, the feed shaking and rattling until she manages to steady it.
And there she is. The face of an idol. Or possibly someone familiar.]
Just to be clear, I'm not Padmé Amidala and I'm not Jane Foster.
[Her voice is light and airy, like a little, trilling bird. She offers the feed a sympathetic look, as if apologetic that she's neither of these women. She's heard so much about them. They seem pretty great.
Ariadne is...not as great.
But she clears her throat and continues.]
It's me, Ariadne. I...well. I'm sure everyone is confused. I know I am. And if you need to talk about it, I'm happy to listen.
But, uh, what I really wanted to say is that somehow, my orchard is here. All of my trees. And some of them even have fruit. So if you need something fresh to eat or...just something familiar, you're welcome to come spend some time with my trees.
I think I might start a garden. One that everyone could use. Someplace to think. I don't know...
[And she's lost in thought for a moment. Ariadne knows nothing about starting a business or anything. But how hard could it be?
After a moment, she shakes her head.]
I hope everyone is all right.
And there she is. The face of an idol. Or possibly someone familiar.]
Just to be clear, I'm not Padmé Amidala and I'm not Jane Foster.
[Her voice is light and airy, like a little, trilling bird. She offers the feed a sympathetic look, as if apologetic that she's neither of these women. She's heard so much about them. They seem pretty great.
Ariadne is...not as great.
But she clears her throat and continues.]
It's me, Ariadne. I...well. I'm sure everyone is confused. I know I am. And if you need to talk about it, I'm happy to listen.
But, uh, what I really wanted to say is that somehow, my orchard is here. All of my trees. And some of them even have fruit. So if you need something fresh to eat or...just something familiar, you're welcome to come spend some time with my trees.
I think I might start a garden. One that everyone could use. Someplace to think. I don't know...
[And she's lost in thought for a moment. Ariadne knows nothing about starting a business or anything. But how hard could it be?
After a moment, she shakes her head.]
I hope everyone is all right.
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[Small, nervous laugh.]
I just don't know anything about cooking. I was banished from the castle kitchen when I was eleven.
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[She looks a little embarrassed.]
Alastrians aren't known for their culinary skills.
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A lot of stewing.
And I do mean a LOT of stewing.
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Believe me, I've tried to learn. It usually ends in a small fire.
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[For all of the new technology Ariadne picked up in Deerington, those related to the kitchen were left untouched.
She used her actual microwave as a breadbox.]
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[She chuckled softly.]
I should introduce you to one if we have them. They are deceptively simple.
[Especially if you got one that had a 'soup,' 'dinner' and 'reheat' option.]
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[Her precious breadbox. It took her hours just to figure out how to open it. And she's been picking locks since she was twelve!]
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[She would find that priceless, honestly.]
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[A pause.]
Although you might want to keep a means of putting out fires nearby. I'm a menace, really.
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Ever.
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I'll remember that!
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