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[ Hello Ax, have a slightly nervous – yet trying like hell to keep her calm – looking Ariadne. She is just going to be looking into the device a moment, as she attempts to figure out what exactly she wants to say – or really how she wants to word her thoughts. (She has a lot of thoughts right now, okay?)

A small smile, slightly forced, but nonetheless a smile appears on her face then, as she takes a deep breath finally speaking. ] Would anyone be willing to create a roster of sort of – a passenger manifest of some kind? [ A pause, brows raised hopeful, as she is going to be looking into the screen, just wanting to give everyone a moment to think this idea over. ]   It seems like a good way to figure whose who here.

[ Her nose crinkles slightly then, as she quickly moves on to her next thought. ]  And I’ve been working on those maps and I’m wondering if anyone has anything to contribute to them -- namely in the area of that creepy door?

If you have any would you let me know? I’d like to get the maps fully drawn out soon.

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[ Her brow perks up slightly at the detection of the accent the man seems to have. (She knows that accent!) But then her expression is quickly changing at the 16th century part - because wtf. ] I'm sorry, the 16th century? [ yes, this is what she is choosing to focus on now. sorry ]

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[france]

Yeah. The 16th century. Pierre Desceliers, perhaps you have heard of him? He was very fantastic indeed. [ A sigh. Humans and their short life spans, so inconvenient! ]

Oh, perhaps I should introduce myself to you, my dear. I am France: yes, the nation, the embodiment of the people, the nobility, the clergy, the kings. I am the three estates, I am the state, and I am the country. Now that we are clear on this, what is your name, my beautiful?

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[ ariadne can't help but furrow her brow, attempting to run over a few names she might know, only to come up short, her head shaking as she does. ] Can't say I know that name - if he was an architect perhaps. Sorry.

[ his last words get a look then, as she peers into the screen, letting out a low sigh. ] You're friends with Jones then, huh? [ referring to america of course, as calling him america seems slightly odd to her. ]

I'm Ariadne. And I'm sorry if this seems unbelievable to me - you all be the embodiment of the countries, but it honestly is.