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[Arturia appears on the video, turned halfway and politely asking someone behind her to step to the side. Those who are not new to the Tower will recognize it as a retrieval unit. Apparently the one following Arturia is obliging enough to move out of the frame when she politely asks. She turns back to the screen, runs a hand through her hair to straighten it out. Then begins speaking, apparently unaware she hit the 'record' button a few seconds too early.]

Good evening. For those who don't know me I am 'Saber of White,' a resident who has stayed in the Tower for four months now.

In my time here, a colleague of mine named Diarmuid Ua Duibhne and I have been working on a map of the residential area of the Tower. It includes a list of the dangers of the various floors and the monsters that normally lurk there.

We've recently completed the map and would like the help of the residents of the Tower. Our intention is to create copies and pass them out among the populace so they will be aware of the dangers here. However, we are only two people. Is there anyone amongst you willing to help us pen and create copies? Diarmuid is on another terminal in the media room and will be answering questions alongside myself if you have any.

(ooc: As usual, threadjacking is a-okay! Replies will come from both Diarmuid and Arturia.)

*Yes, this was totally worth bringing his dinner up to the library to share. Enoch is seated in the terminal chair, a plate of glazed chicken in his lap and a glass of rosewater wine in his hand. While his words and manner are formal, there's a real, if exhausted, gratitude in his voice.*

I must give gratitude where it's due. *Enoch raises the glass.* It's much appreciated. Thank you, Riki.

((backdated to the dinner hours of the first, of course.))

Lavender meatballs and lavender sauce; sunflower pasta salad; squash blossom soup...

[He frowned as he repeats the words from this month's menu. Why the damn flower theme? Do people actually eat this? Thorin dispised the menu. Flowers were too elvish for his liking.]

Is anyone actually eating this? Nay, I would rather kill a deer on Floor Thirty Two than ruin my palette with this....food. Flowers are for gardens, not for eating. Whoever thought of this idea is obviously [an elf.] strange. What if you do not like flowers? Do we still have to eat this? Surely, a meat stew could not go amiss one time?