hadriel | Video 5 - Sewing Shop

[indeed, but the initial response will be chilly as she remembers that conversation when they were children]

Yes, that would be possible. Please stop by so I can get to work on it.

[that is a very big tear]

「Hmm.. Okay, he does feel that's quite an icy reply, but doesn't immediately think anything from it. Everybody is tired, he knows he is, slept most of the prior day after he returned with an orb and everything.

Tl;dr: he's the biggest dumb, cue little smirk.」

Thanks, see you soon.

「Roughly fifteen minutes later he gets to the sewing shop, he knocks but lets himself in not wanting to distract Margaery from whatever she may be doing.」

Hey.

[one of Marg's weaknesses is that she tends to hold grudges, but since the main person she held a grudge against killed her, she considers it safe to continue doing so]

All right. I'll be here.

[she looks up from a bolt of teal fabric she'd unwrapped on one of the sewing tables]

Hello, Atem.

「Usually she'd smile at him together with her greeting, something is off. All he can think about is the event he missed during the last month. Law said something had happened after all.

He leaves his folded jacket on the table.」

Something happened?

[yes, she's not being rude, but she is being very businesslike. and yes, something definitely happened. has he no memories of it?

she picks it up and unfolds it to examine the tear]

You don't remember?

「He remembers many things! But he's more preoccupied with the present than with the past. Usually no one dared to talk much about those so-called events that he cannot imagine what she's thinking about.

There is a terrifying feeling that maybe he did forget something—it wouldn't be the first time and it's already setting off alarm bells inside his head.」

Care to refresh my memory?

「Don't pussyfoot around him, Margy, bluntness is appreciated in his town.」

[Westerosi tend to hold grudges to absurd lengths. she's no different where that's concerned.

she remembers her time as a child perfectly and doesn't understand why he's acting like he doesn't.

she opens her mouth to respond, then closes it again, her training in maintain a façade warring with her desire to be frank with him. eventually, she opens her mouth to speak]

You don't remember scoffing at my country's customs when we were children?

[she knows, but it's haaaaaaaard]

「He remembers in diferent degrees, all the experience as a child feels to him more as a dream than anything else. Those are easy to forget. Besides... he probably had other things in mind. (He also doesn't hold grudges for more than 5 seconds...)

There is obviously something wrong, he's not sure if it's about him or something else, so it is until she speaks that his eyes widen, blinking incredulously after.

Okay, yeah, he remembers that. He didn't think she'd take it to heart. She looks actually mad about it.」

I... Yeah, I remember. I didn't think it was something serious to be angry about.

「He was seven!」

[perhaps she remembers her dreams better, but she remembers her experiences here as a child with startling clarity.

acting like it wasn't a big deal isn't helping, unfortunately.

she did take it to heart. she's tired of her homeland being treated like an uncivilized backwater. she's well aware of its faults and problems, but it was still her home.

she sighs] It's just--I realize that Westeros hasn't the advantages of most places, but that doesn't mean its customs can be brushed aside as though they're barbaric.

[so was she!]

「All right, he clearly didn't see that coming.」

I didn't... 「He stops half way, closes his mouth and all because, yeah, he did mean it, he did just exactly what she said he did. He feels a little ashamed now.

But they are, aren't they... Don't tell her that, dude.」

I'm sorry. I didn't meant to offend you, Margaery. My... home wasn't exactly perfect either, if that helps any.

[she's trying as hard as she can to keep control, to not cry or lash out. so far, she's succeeding. Olenna Tyrell would be proud]

You did. [she's had others act the same way, like her world was lesser than theirs because it wasn't technologically advanced, because they still had royalty, because it had been torn apart by war. because, because, because.

no, definitely do not tell her that]

I accept your apology. I know my home isn't perfect or even. . . good. Believe me, I of all people know it all too well. But it still hurt.

What is your world like?

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「He can still see the tension in her features, in her voice, he shouldn't have underestimated the seriousness of the matter. Apparently... it's a thing he does now, just as he did with Delmar's concerns.

He leans his hips again the table and muses the question before answering.」

My world and my home are two different things. My home no longer exits, it's been a long time ever since, it's now been forgotten and in ruins; it's true, we didn't have that kind of entertainment as yours did, our traditions were, more peaceful, I guess. We liked games much more, and 「He smiles a little to himself, as he remembers. It's been a long, long time ever since he spoke about his home.」 we loved drinking. Every celebration to the gods was huge, it lasted days.

But we... We lacked knowledge, our army wasn't the strongest either. Without the help of magic, we would have been defeated by our enemies, my kingdom would have disappeared way before its time. It lasted for a few millennia, but eventually... I haven't known any ancient civilization that is still standing.

「A beat.」

And my world...? I guess it is very much like Matt's. Did he ever tell you about it?

「Except, with card games!」

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[she's trying to calm down, but it's not easy. the past two months in general haven't been easy on her and she's having a hard time fully recovering.

she folds her hands in her lap as she waits for him to speak.

she closes her eyes briefly when he says that his home no longer exists. she knows that feeling, even though Westeros is still out there somewhere. but for her, it no longer exists] Westeros didn't used to be one country. It used to be seven, all seven constantly warring with one another. Perhaps that's why we prefer warlike entertainments? [she smiles at the description of his home] What sorts of games did you play? And what were your gods? I--I must say that I think I would prefer gods who wanted their subjects to enjoy themselves. Not like the so-called gods here who torment us or the Faith of the Seven who demand purity and austerity.

So you lost your home a long time ago? I'm sorry. That must be--difficult. And I know that you, too, know the weight of a crown. To be the only one left must be . . . lonely. Terribly lonely.

He told me about Hell's Kitchen in New York City and of America. Not much beyond that. You're from there, too?

[a very important distinction]

Hmm, I see, that makes much more sense. 「Context always helped... He had been harsh.」

Well, we had many board games, also sports. And, we have many gods, thought sometimes, from time to time, some were renamed, other were favored for some periods depending on the current king's preferences until another took over. They were all respected and praised but also, we considered them our friends. Most of them represented things like... the Sun, which is our most important, we named him, Horus or Ra. There is Atem, the creator God who gave life to all them; Osiris, the god of the Underworld; Ma'at, the Goddess of Truth and Order, of Law and Justice; but, there also were gods of fertility, of ...cats... 「He gives her a sheepish look, it's serious business, yo.」 So, yeah, we have many gods...

And, don't worry, I miss it, but, for me... I know it's not all lost. I've told you this before, I do believe there is something more after death. So, my home no longer is those ruins, my home lies in another plane of existence, and someday, who knows, I might finally get there. I'm not alone, I got... people here, like you. I also had people in the modern world, so, feel no pity for me.

「Funny, saying it, does make him feel less alone than he had been feeling all these past months.」

No, my kingdom was in Egypt, he... 「He curls up his fist and show is it to her, pointing at a random spot.」 I was here, while he lives here. At the other side of the world.「And he points at another spot, completely opposite from the one before, he doesn't have a globe with him, that will have to do.」

It might be the same world I guess, or very, very alike, in regards of technology, and maybe even the era we are living now.

Yes. We were united into one not through diplomacy but by more war with Aegon the Conqueror and his sister-wives and their dragons.

That's very different from Westeros. We have the Faith of the Seven and the Old Gods, but none of them were our friends. They were at best sources of mercy. At worst? They were Death Incarnate.

Were you named after Atem, the creator God? And I can think of worse things to be god over than to be the god of cats. Cats are beautiful, they're soft, they make people happy. I'd much rather have gods who are my friends. As it is right now, I don't think I can believe in gods anymore. Not here. Not after what I experienced back home.

Yes, I remember you telling me that. I hope you're able to find your home again someday. It would be--too cruel if you're not. But yes, in the meantime you have us. And it's not pity. It's the concern of one friend to another.

[good, no one should have to feel alone. especially not in a place like this]

[she watches him carefully] The other side of the world! It must be amazing to know what's on the other side and be able to go there.

I suppose there's no way of knowing, not until we actually arrive. Isn't it . . . strange that so many of us are from Earth or want to go there.

「Wait... Dragons?」

Do you happen to know Daenerys...?

Yeah, I was. I guess it is as someone once said... my father had some high hopes for me. Also, cats kept our crops free of vermin, they were highly praised. And they are... soft, yeah. 「He really, really likes them.」 I don't blame you, though, for not believing, as long as you don't stop believing in something all together, gods or not gods.

「To stop believing meant to stop having hope.

Her concern, though, it makes him smile, so... are they good now? He was worried that he would have messed up too badly, she had held that sentiment with her ever since, if he had known better, same with Delmar, he could have fixed it sooner.」

Heh. I know, It's so easy nowadays. But the Door does seem to bring an awful amount of people from Earth...

Yes. She and I share an apartment. She moved in after Matt was taken from me.

Your father and my father were alike. They both had high hopes for us. Mine was determined that I be queen. What did yours want of you? And cats are very useful for that kind of thing. The Reach's wealth comes from farming, orchards, and vineyards, so we needed a lot of cats, too. [she also likes cats. growing up, she had a white cat named Visenya, named after one of Aegon the Conqueror's sister-wives] I believe in love. I believe in mercy and courage and perseverance. None of those things can be found in the gods of my world, but they can be found in people.

[she has hope. she's still determined to go to Matt's world when she leaves and that hope helps her persevere.

they're good now. had she remained in Westeros, she wouldn't have forgotten a slight of any kind, but things are different here. she has actual friends here, not just allies. and she has found that she prefers having friends]

So very many! It makes me wonder if there are many different kinds of Earths.

Is she from Westeros too?

「That would explain some things.」

My father... I guess he wanted what every father wants for their children. 「Earthly gods or not. He wanted him to be safe, to be happy... He had showed him to him when he offered himself to the gods, and then, he died...」 Or most of them.

There are. My Earth is not like anyone's, as I've gathered. There are similitudes, and yet they are so different.

Yes, although she spent most of her life in Essos. She's the. [this never gets easy] The rightful Queen of Westeros.

[she'd be curious to know what things it would explain]

To be safe and happy? [though, in Margaery's case, she was raised with the sole purpose of becoming queen. she was taught and trained since birth to that purpose. some of it was the kind of education every young noble lady of Westeros would have. and then there were the lessons on seduction, on being the kind of woman who can be whatever a man wants her to be and make it all seem like it's what she truly wants] At least I think that's what most fathers would want for their children.

...oh, dear. That's going to make it difficult for the gods to pinpoint which world has my Matt.

What is your Earth like?

That's what she said, yeah. 「Now he has to believe it too.」

Yup. I think so too. 「He was the very same, born to be god in earth, stuff was taught, except his father probably did spoil him a little bit. As she probably saw, he wasn't very... princely.

... Oh, right, he hadn't thought of that.」

Hmm, it's got... card games.

Did she tell you about her dragons?

Yes. That's the ideal. [too bad it often doesn't happen in practice. and Margaery, despite all appearances, wasn't spoiled. she was rewarded for a job well done. she was rewarded often.

she thinks about it often. worries that she won't be able to achieve her goal of reunion]

What kinds of card games?

She dreamed of them. It was really cool.

「With a rather studied movement, he brings his deck from its case in his belt, and handles it to her.」

It's a game called Duel Monsters, though... It's become quite the popular there.

Back when we all were sharing dreams? You're lucky. I'd love the opportunity to see them. [the dream Margaery shared with Dany was much sadder]

[she takes the cards carefully and fans them to have a better look]

Duel Monsters? How do you play it?

「Oh lady... You asked the wrong question.

Or the very right one.

He starts a very detailed explanation on how the strategy game works, how trap cards, magic cards and of course, monster cards work together to defeat an opponent. He even gives her a little example and in general, he just seems planly happy nerding about the thing.」

And that's how you play Duel Monsters. There are thousands of different cards out there and so many strategies one can come up with, you'll never find a deck alike another and one sole strategy will not fit them all, but that's what makes it interesting.

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[well, she's genuinely curious?

let's go with "the very right one."

she listens and observes very carefully. this is clearly something very important to him and the least she can do is listen to his explanation. and it's interesting! they have nothing like it in Westeros and she can see how it would be a fun way to spend time]

So everybody creates their own deck, judging for themselves what strategies might serve them best? That's fascinating! How did you first learn how to play?

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