Video 3 - Margaery's Apartment

[roseofthetyrells]

[The video opens not in the Sewing Shop but in Margaery's apartment where she's sitting in the middle of her bed, a pillow clasped in her arms. she's looking down from the camera and she's in a bathrobe and nightgown, both wrinkled. her hair is disheveled and her eyes are heavily rimmed with red, as though she's spent a long time crying. which she has been. a whole day and night and a new day of crying.

she tries to look up at the camera, clear her throat and speak, but the words don't come. fresh tears well in her eyes and she looks down again, biting her lower lip.

a long moment passes with nothing but Margaery fighting back tears and silent. finally, she looks back up at the camera and speaks]

I--I thought people may want to know that Matt Murdock is no longer among us. His. His help was invaluable in the time before the Null invasion and [her voice breaks] he will be missed greatly.

[she brushes a tear off of her cheek, looking down again. she forces herself to look back up and continues]

I need to apologize to those I promised garments to. I. It will be at least another month before they're finished. I'm--I'm sorry.

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[roseofthetyrells]

[she shakes her head, indicating no, and fresh tears well up]

I--I can't figure out the machines. Matt tried to help, but he's blind. I couldn't describe the machines well enough to make sense of them.

[paragonbrosca]

Well: I'm here, I'm not blind, and I can't pretend to know it all, but Cecily clued me in on a few things she must've learned from someone else. I can show you.

[Better that she explain rather than blindly encourage and then the building burns down.]

[roseofthetyrells]

I would be grateful for your assistance. Thank you.

[something else to focus on would be great. Though, she's not planning on washing the bedsheets for some time. they still smell like him]

[paragonbrosca]

No problem. We low-tech people have to help each other out, right? Everyone else takes all this for granted, they don't think to explain unless we ask or set something on fire.

[Barkspawn whines.]

Oh, I've learned better since then. And it wasn't that bad, there was just a ton of smoke....

[roseofthetyrells]

I've been eating nothing but canned fruit since I arrived. I was too . . . proud to ask for assistance.

[paragonbrosca]

Canned fruit...ugh, I got sick of that after a little while, I can't imagine going with it long-term. You definitely need something else.

[She looks thoughtful.]

Barkspawn can hang out with you here and I'll go get something from the shops? I was going to do that anyway, for later.

[roseofthetyrells]

It's not so bad. They don't have pineapple in the Reach.

[she's petting Barkspawn slowly and gently]

If--if you're sure? You wouldn't be going out of your way?

[paragonbrosca]

Nah, not really. I was getting hungry, so we can always have lunch together. And yes, I'll bring you back something, too.

[Barkspawn perks up and wags his tail, all about snacks as well as affection.]

[roseofthetyrells]

All right. Just so long as it's something light. My stomach is still in knots.

[Margaery is crouched by Barkspawn's side, idly petting him]