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[ Arya has gotten much better at using the camera on this thing since she arrived, and she's able to keep the camera focused on herself this time without much effort. Which is good, because she knows she needs to be taken seriously if this is going to work.
Arya is standing in the charred remains of what looks like was once a kitchen. The setting is on purpose -- it's a reminder to what happened, and what needs to be done because of it. ]
Hello, Hadriel.
You all know what happened last month. You know how the food was contaminated, and you saw the sickness that took many of us, and caused the sick to feed upon the healthy whether they liked it or not. This happened because we are too dependent on food from beings we do not see and do not fully understand.
[ She says, firmly. ]
We cannot afford to rely on the gods like we are children, and they are parents. There is enough of us here to survive on our own, all of us, if we work for it. We share one thing: whatever each person may think about this place, none of us were brought here willingly. That, I think, is enough to trust one another if not work together.
There are other ways to get food. There is a man named Newt here who knows how to grow it, and if that is your interest or specialty, it may be a good idea to talk to him. I can hunt, and I think there are a few more of us here who can as well. There is certainly enough of us to find food for everyone. Monsters can be meat, and more and more monsters are brought in every month. We need not go hungry, and we need not be helpless.
[ Arya swallows. Off-camera, she's digging her nails into her palms, not wanting to say her last piece, but knowing she can't keep hiding it forever. There's a brief pause before she gathers herself enough to continue. ]
My name is Arya Stark. If you would like to contact me. If you are interested in hunting, in learning, in teaching others, or even simply becoming independent as a city.
Arya is standing in the charred remains of what looks like was once a kitchen. The setting is on purpose -- it's a reminder to what happened, and what needs to be done because of it. ]
Hello, Hadriel.
You all know what happened last month. You know how the food was contaminated, and you saw the sickness that took many of us, and caused the sick to feed upon the healthy whether they liked it or not. This happened because we are too dependent on food from beings we do not see and do not fully understand.
[ She says, firmly. ]
We cannot afford to rely on the gods like we are children, and they are parents. There is enough of us here to survive on our own, all of us, if we work for it. We share one thing: whatever each person may think about this place, none of us were brought here willingly. That, I think, is enough to trust one another if not work together.
There are other ways to get food. There is a man named Newt here who knows how to grow it, and if that is your interest or specialty, it may be a good idea to talk to him. I can hunt, and I think there are a few more of us here who can as well. There is certainly enough of us to find food for everyone. Monsters can be meat, and more and more monsters are brought in every month. We need not go hungry, and we need not be helpless.
[ Arya swallows. Off-camera, she's digging her nails into her palms, not wanting to say her last piece, but knowing she can't keep hiding it forever. There's a brief pause before she gathers herself enough to continue. ]
My name is Arya Stark. If you would like to contact me. If you are interested in hunting, in learning, in teaching others, or even simply becoming independent as a city.
video, private
[Adam is far from the kindest person in the world, but he doesn't think that anyone really deserves what happened last month. Losing control of yourself like that, hurting people - it's not the sort of torture Arya should have to be afraid of, at the very least.]
I wish I could offer you the same, but I don't seem to have the ability to keep anyone safe. But I'll be careful.
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[ It certainly has good people. ]
You may not keep people safe with the sword, but I know you do that in other ways. You found Arya Stark and kept her safe even when I could not.
video, private
[Adam doesn't make friends easily, but he's made friends here, and that's something.
He's not sure how to reply to Arya's words, though. Something like that - it means a lot to him. He's never thought of himself as the sort of person who could do something like that.]
I... thank you. It means a lot to hear that.
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Good. Because it is the truth. Which you should know, truly, because I am not good at lying and using the glowing box at the same time.
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Well, multitasking like that is pretty hard. You're good with your phone, though, especially considering I'm sure there's nothing like them where you're from.
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Nothing at all. And they are so useful! Sometimes I use it like a lantern, when it is too dark here.
[ Since the burial, Arya has taken to using it as a makeshift night light as she sleeps. ]
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[They both definitely need some mindless stress relief occasionally.]
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[ The camera shakes as Arya inspects her phone, looking for the game. ]
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[ Arya smirks a little. ]
Can I beat you?
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[He grins.]
I don't know, though. I'm pretty good at video games.
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Perhaps, but water dancing has made my reflexes sharp. I may still prove to be a challenge.
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