CHARACTERS: Rey and YOU. LOCATION: Oxygen Garden. WARNINGS: Potential violent flashbacks? SUMMARY: Some silly amnesiac takes a gander at the gardens. Insert prose here.
Ariadne hadn't planned on making a trek to the garden. But when she spotted it on the map, she knew, she should at least check it out. It could possibly offer some change in scenery after all. Other then the cold metal she was surrounded by now - it would be a nice change.
Sketchbook in hand, her eyes scanning over everything with an appreciative smile as she entered the space. It was a thing of beauty to her, all the lushness and tranquility it seemed to posses.
Her eyes stopping though on a woman, the one from her post to the community - the one with the lack of memories. "Hey." She called out hesitantly towards her as she slowly started to close the space between them.
"Small world huh?" She said then, letting a hint of amusement come out at her words. Just trying to make the small talk needed to put the other woman (whose name she had yet to know) at ease.
She had decided that she would stay here awhile, letting her thoughts stew in the silence and was intervened only by the occasional voice or the buzzing of insects
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Her weight shifting ever so much from one leg to the other, as a slightly awkward silence fell between the two - not out of rudeness of course, but out of uncertainty more or less. As even Ariadne, who wanted to think, she usually could find the right words for most occasions. Found that in all honesty, even she didn’t know what to say for a moment. As it was obvious to Ariadne, she possibly was interrupting something.
"Don't think I caught you're name last time we talked." She calmly pointed out, flashing a slightly brighter smile. All in hopes of gaining the woman’s trust, as she honestly just wanted to make some headway with the woman.
"And you're right, not that many of us here." She admitted then, shrugging a shoulder slightly as she did. "But I guess that is okay." As the idea of there being thousands - as to which it seemed this ship appeared to be able to carry - slightly worried her.
Seeing that Ariadne had caught on to her disinclination to reveal her present state, she had made an effort on a few occasions to avoid introductions whenever possible. It almost seemed to be a relief to finally have something to offer -- whether if it was real or not.
Rey shrugged, almost reflecting Ariadne's gesture. "I guess." Almost an echo. "Though it seems like this ship was intended to carry a lot more."
A name! That is a step in the right directions, and only causes her to smile a bit wider nodding in acknowledgement at it. "It's nice to meet you, Rey" She admits letting her attention drift all around them again, obviously making mental notes of all of what she was seeing.
"I've noticed that as well." She said then as her attention settled back onto Rey. "Why I came down here." Her head motioning down towards the sketchpad she carried under her arm then, letting a sheepish smile cross her face as she did. "I wanted to get a few sketches of this place - at least start to get an idea of what is in this place."
Her brow went up then, as she looked at her curiously, asking: "Am I interrupting anything?"
She regarded the sentiment with a nod. While she'd seen many faces so far -- all of which were completely alien to her -- Ariadne had to have been the more welcoming out of the bunch.
Rey didn't mind telling her that name.
"I've been doing that myself. Getting an idea of what's here, I mean. There's still a lot to take in." She tilted her head at the sequential question, almost confused at first. To her, there wasn't much to interrupt in the first place; just sitting around doing nothing but processing. "No, you're not. Why're you asking?"
Sketchbook in hand, her eyes scanning over everything with an appreciative smile as she entered the space. It was a thing of beauty to her, all the lushness and tranquility it seemed to posses.
Her eyes stopping though on a woman, the one from her post to the community - the one with the lack of memories. "Hey." She called out hesitantly towards her as she slowly started to close the space between them.
"Small world huh?" She said then, letting a hint of amusement come out at her words. Just trying to make the small talk needed to put the other woman (whose name she had yet to know) at ease.
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"Don't think I caught you're name last time we talked." She calmly pointed out, flashing a slightly brighter smile. All in hopes of gaining the woman’s trust, as she honestly just wanted to make some headway with the woman.
"And you're right, not that many of us here." She admitted then, shrugging a shoulder slightly as she did. "But I guess that is okay." As the idea of there being thousands - as to which it seemed this ship appeared to be able to carry - slightly worried her.
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Seeing that Ariadne had caught on to her disinclination to reveal her present state, she had made an effort on a few occasions to avoid introductions whenever possible. It almost seemed to be a relief to finally have something to offer -- whether if it was real or not.
Rey shrugged, almost reflecting Ariadne's gesture. "I guess." Almost an echo. "Though it seems like this ship was intended to carry a lot more."
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"I've noticed that as well." She said then as her attention settled back onto Rey. "Why I came down here." Her head motioning down towards the sketchpad she carried under her arm then, letting a sheepish smile cross her face as she did. "I wanted to get a few sketches of this place - at least start to get an idea of what is in this place."
Her brow went up then, as she looked at her curiously, asking: "Am I interrupting anything?"
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Rey didn't mind telling her that name.
"I've been doing that myself. Getting an idea of what's here, I mean. There's still a lot to take in." She tilted her head at the sequential question, almost confused at first. To her, there wasn't much to interrupt in the first place; just sitting around doing nothing but processing. "No, you're not. Why're you asking?"
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