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[demonicbeauty]

State your business with Ariadne...

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OOC: This post is an in-character inbox for anyone wishing to contact the character, Araidne, for deercountry. To contact the mun, please PM this journal or send a private plurk to wizera.

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[demonicbeauty]

Sorry for overreacting. I don't know what's wrong with me lately!

[Yes, she does. She just doesn't want to admit it.]

[righthemisphere]

[There's a pause as Raleigh nearly, foolishly, asks if it's her time of the month. But he has a sister and he isn't stupid, so he chooses Option B. Might not be any safer, though.]

It's been a weird winter. I know a lot of people are struggling with corruption right now. You wanna talk about it?

[demonicbeauty]

Oh, it's not corruption. I promise that.

[Being Warmblooded, she's not sure it's even possible.]

I guess, I've just had a sort of epiphany lately. About how my life has changed. About I have more choices in Trench than I ever had back home.

[righthemisphere]

[Phew! Relief. He isn't sure he's actually equipped to talk someone down from corruption, anyway. Not if his last conversation with Lance is anything to go by.]

Ah.. yeah, that's a big one. Just in general? Where you go, what you do?

[demonicbeauty]

Yes, all of that.

And even more!

[righthemisphere]

Oh yeah? Like what?

[demonicbeauty]

I suppose I have the freedom to do "normal" things.

Like...go out dancing. Or learn new skills for the fun of it. Fall in love. Swim in the sea for no reason at all. And learn to bake...well, maybe I should stay clear of the kitchen...

[righthemisphere]

What, no good in the kitchen? I could give you a couple tips if you want. I grew up cooking with my mother.

[demonicbeauty]

I'm a menace!

[She laughs.]

At least, according to the palace cooks.

[righthemisphere]

[Laugh!]

That must have been a sight.

What was the castle like? White and gleaming?

[demonicbeauty]

More...purple. Purple and gleaming.

The granite and marble was ancient. More than a thousand years old. Quarried from a secret cavern that no one's been able to find for centuries. The only white was the marble on the floor. Oh! I loved those tiles! I used to practice walking them without touching the grout between when I was a little girl!

[righthemisphere]

Secret purple marble quarries sounds like a helluvan adventure. I know what you mean, though, I did that too with cracks in the sidewalk.

There's a game like that. Do you have hopscotch?

[demonicbeauty]

No, I don't think so.

It sorta sounds like something you drink.

[righthemisphere]

[Snort. He likes this. He likes conversations with Ariadne. About nothing and everything. It's easy.]

Yeah, it kinda does.

[demonicbeauty]

Well? You can't just leave it there.

What is hopscotch?

[righthemisphere]

Oh- sorry. It's a game where you draw a numbered grid on the ground and throw a stone, then you hop on the grid but skip over the box your stone landed on.

I don't really understand it, but my sister used to make me play it with her.

I could show you some time?

[demonicbeauty]

I haven't played a game in...a very long time.

[Never mind that Jumanji is breathing down her neck.]

That could be very fun.

[righthemisphere]

[Nope, fuck Jumanji. Raleigh ain't about that life, he saw the movie. Jack Black is funny but hard pass.]

Well alright then. When you're feeling better let's set it up. I'll teach you how to play corn hole, too.

[demonicbeauty]

Does it involve corn? And...holes?

[righthemisphere]

You're gonna love this. It does not involve corn at all. There are holes, though.

[demonicbeauty]

Just as well. We probably need to start thinking about planting corn, anyway. Not playing games with it.

[righthemisphere]

[Another laugh. He can't disagree with that.]

That we should.

I guess.. I should probably get on that.

[demonicbeauty]

You're going to keep us all going, Raleigh.

I hope you know how much of a hero you are.

[righthemisphere]

Pff- nah. We’re all in this together.

Besides, you’re helping me on this, don’t think you’re getting off the hook.

[demonicbeauty]

...hook?

[She looks a bit alarmed, turning over her shoulder.]

There's a hook?