elnysa | video; un: labyrinths

[ The feed flips on, and Ariadne peers into the camera, big brown eyes and "could be twelve, could be eighteen" sort of face, looking even younger than she otherwise might - she's a little hesitant at addressing the network like this but she figures this is the best way to find out for sure what she wants - needs to know. ]

This is, like, the biggest Skype call I've ever made. Hi. Uh. I'm Ariadne. Not the Greek one, just a Canadian one. [ Because Diana already thought she might be the Greek one. Just clarifying! ] I guess I'm just wondering if there are any other architects here. I mean, I can kind of understand why they'd need some, and I'm grateful and all, but I hadn't even finished my degree yet. There's gotta be someone more qualified here, right?

[ And then she hesitates, because honestly? That's not really what she needs to know. What she needs to know is something a little more... well, shady. And she has no idea how else to ask this. ]

Also, uh. If anyone's heard the term Somnacin, let me know.