hadriel | Video 8 - Sewing Shop

[the video opens on Margaery sitting neatly in a chair, wearing one of her usual gowns with her sword sitting on her lap. for those with practiced eyes or those who know Margaery well, they will be able to tell that her smile is still strained and not entirely meeting her eyes, but it's still bright and beautiful just the same]

Hello, everyone! I wanted to remind you that the Sewing Shop is open and ready for business here on the North Island. I can make a wide variety of clothing or embellish that which you already have. You have only to ask.

The only price is that you have to obtain a bolt of fabric from Tranquility in exchange. All manners of fabric are welcome as are all colors.

Thank you and I hope to see you soon!

[filtered to the Killjoys cast]

One of your friends, Party Poison, has approached me about making clothing for all of you. He's already paid in advance, so all you need to do is come over so I can take your measurements and talk to you about what you would like to have.

[filtered to Eleven (and Wash)]

I have a few surprises for you. Come over whenever you like and I'll have them ready for you.

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We have five of us living together. Are you sure you don't mind cooking for so many? You are right about the food here, though. So much fish.

[Olenna Tyrell's lessons never taught her how to deal with him, no]

[He snickers.]

Buddy, my gig for a hundred years was cookin' for six, minimum. Do not even worry about it. Five is easy peasy. Especially since I get some hot duds outta the deal. Speakin' of, you gonna do your measurements or what?

[she blinks, startled] A hundred years? How old are you, if I may ask? And yes, we should get started. [she goes over to a nearby table and gathers a pencil, a pad of paper, and a tape measure]

[Ironically, that's the question that gives him a moment of pause as he ticks off on his fingers.]

Uhh... two hundred 'n... thirty? Fourty? Let's go with 235. Ish.

[It's hard to keep track when you lose 100 years to not aging and also you're an incredibly long lived species.]

Once you get past the hundred, hundred twenty mark it kinda doesn't matter.

[she begins to take measurements as he contemplates the question]

Goodness! I can't imagine being alive for so long. However do you fill your time?

[no one in Westeros lives to die of old age. well, almost no one]

Really? I died at twenty-three. To me, that would make the time lived even more precious.

[He'll let her pose him how she needs, not trying to be difficult or anything like that. She is doing a service for him, after all.]

I mean, y'know, stuff. Magic, food, chillin'. I dunno what regular elves do, they're all a bunch of squares.

[Time is still time, though. It can be gone from you in a moment.]

Jeez, 23? Sucks. I did some shit by 23. Not by elf standards but those are bunk, so. Are you a ghost or something? Or like, did you get to be, or are you stuck here now instead?

[that's good because given the nature of what he's requested, she has to take measurements in some rather intimate areas]

Having magic must be amazing. There's no such thing where I'm from, so it came as quite the surprise when I saw it the first time. And, food? Eating it or cooking it?

[Margaery knew it was coming. she knew it, yet none would listen to her]

I'm as alive as you are here and Sorrow has told me that he can send me to another world when my time here comes to an end.

I mean, both? Everything needs to eat. Just cuz my natural lifespan is like six hundo years don't mean I couldn't starve before then.

[Besides, it was a marketable skill that made him and his sister irreplaceable. Everyone needed a chef. And if you made the meal, you could promise you could get some.

Her second statement actually piques his interest though, his long ears perking up. The rest of this had been pretty idle banter, but this? This is information. Important information at that.]

He promised you that you could go wherever? Can he even do that? If he controls the Door and can send us home whenever I am gonna have sooooo many words and uh, 90% of them are gonna be the word fuck.

That's very true. Cooking is a useful skill to have.

[cooking is one of the few skills she wasn't trained in. after all, a queen oversees a household, she doesn't actually get her hands dirty running it.

even as she continues doing her measurements, she notices his interest perk up]

He said that he should be able to send me to another world when it's my turn to leave. He didn't say anything about when that would be, unfortunately.

[Mmmm still curious.]

So he just assumes he can control the Door. Or he can do it this whole time and just fuckin' won't. Great. Cool. Dickhead.

[Fuckin' Sorrow.]

But it's like-- not gonna break a bunch of shit to send you somewhere? Or is it because you're super dead back home so you runnin' off doesn't, uh, toss the timeline into a meat grinder?

He seemed very confident in his ability to do so. That could have easily been bravado, though. I've meant to--check with him to confirm it.

No. Absolutely not. My absence won't cost the timeline a thing. I've already had it confirmed by two other people from my world who came here from after my death.

[He purses his lips, putting all that together.]

Huh. Yeah, you ever find out, let me know. If he's just lettin' people hop around, 'mm curious.

[Aka 'maybe I can just, like, steal people home with me'. Who says you have to lose your Hadriel friends. Not Taako.]

I can't say that I blame you for your curiosity. If such a thing was more widely known, I'd imagine it would create quite the commotion. So I'd appreciate your . . . discretion until I know more.

[and all she wants is a chance to be reunited with the man she loves and get a second chance at life outside of Hadriel]

[He waves his hand dismissively, but stays mostly still so she can keep working.]

Yeah, yeah. Just keep me in the loop, huh babe? Count me on the mailing list for, uh, exclusive updates.

[That's the issue with hundreds of year old wizards, they hear one moment of strange magic and they want to have it. But Taako's not the rush type. Just wants to know what all the possibilities are.]

[she's almost done, don't worry. she just needs to get in close for a moment]

All right, I'll do so. Hopefully, I'll know more soon.

[whereas Margaery is a mere mortal and wants all of the information now]

[Shhh Margery, patience is how you don't die. This is why his human friends blow themselves up so much.]

Sweet. You uh, need anything else from me for all this?

[she's already died once due to the stupidity of others]

No, dinner should suffice. I should have what you need within a month or so.

[Then don't make it twice!!

He snaps his fingers, giving her a little fingerguns motion.]

Cool cool, babe. I'll getcha what you asked.

[And then he'll give her a little wave as he saunters out to start figuring out how he's gonna get some good venison around here. He's sure he can manage.]

Video 8 - Sewing Shop

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