#arden001

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“Remind me again why we’re riding into Highwing, Eirin?” Tàm grumbled, keeping his horse to a relatively slow and steady pace as the three wardens passed through the large western gate into the city.  His shoulders were tense, drawn into a stiff, straight line, though he tried to be as unobtrusive as possible when glancing around to look at the townspeople as they passed by.  He leaned towards the dark-haired man, eyes narrowing.  “You do realize we’re wanted men, now?  Being Wardens and all?” he hissed, voice pitched so only the other man could hear it.

“And yet there’s three of us just sauntering into the city, just- just handing ourselves over on a silver platter.  This is stupid, Eirin.  Idiotic.”  He gestured at the third member of their party - Eirin’s newest friend, apparently - and continued to grumble.  “This is just asking to get killed.  Or exiled.  Or- or arrested.  Or any combination of the three.”  

maybe it was the lack of privacy, the constant stalking from paparazzi who refused to give her a moment alone when she dared to leave her house. maybe it was the at times over the top attention from fans; while she appreciated anyone who supported her following her dreams and most of the people she encountered were insanely sweet to her, there were others who were... creepy. it was all just a little much sometimes, and it could send arden reeling with anxiety.

set was the one place she felt safe, her home away from home. the hustle and bustle of the studio lot was exhilarating, and she loved watching each of the departments work. it was fascinating to her to see all that went into making a television show or movie, and she loved wandering around to see how all the sets were put up. while many of her costars immediately went to their trailers on a break, arden much preferred doing some exploring. she all but skipped from place to place, smiling and waving at everyone she passed.

it seemed as though everyone was working to set up for their next scene, and the brunette had a good amount of time before she was expected to report to hair and makeup. she saw a person standing off to the side, and decided to approach them for a little conversation. it’d be nice to have more friends around the studio, wouldn’t it? “whatcha doing?” arden asked cheerfully as she approached. “anything that i can help with? i’m a quick learner, you know.”