⸻jodie whittaker, 42, female, she/her ; ] … the photo on the missing poster is of ARIADNE FERNSBY. they are FORTY-TWO, and have been missing for A FEW DAYS. when the sun rises, they work as a MEDIC. rumors in town say they can be IMPATIENT and EXUBERANT. they chose to live in THE CLINIC , and have an uncanny resemblance to THE THIRTEENTH DOCTOR (DOCTOR WHO), FELICITY SMOAK (ARROW) , DR MAURA ISLES (RIZZOLI AND ISLES). can they survive another night ?…⸻ delicate gold on pale skin, steady hands in unsteady moments and bookshelves lined with lives she’ll never live.
tw: death, war, child abuse (of sorts)
file info.
BIRTH NAME: Dr Ariadne Fernsby
NICKNAMES: Ari, Fernsby 2
GENDER: Cis woman, she/her
BIRTHDATE: July 27th, 1982
AGE: 42
BIRTHPLACE: North Yorkshire, England
HOMETOWN: Fort Carson, Colorado, USA
RESIDENCY: The Clinic, Arcadia/Hell Town
OCCUPATION: Medic
SEXUALITY: Lesbian
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Married. Widowed
early ages.
it was quite clear from the beginning what charles lewis expected of his daughter. the patriotism of war had been ingrained in the blood of the lewis’for generations and he’d be damned if his only child ruined that. maybe if his wife, valentina had lived beyond her daughter’s birth that he wouldn’t have been so cold. maybe he would have been able to look at her properly and see his child instead of another future soldier.
unfortunately, this was not the case as valentina had indeed passed away after giving birth to ariadne. as an adult, she would meet those who knew her father before hand and almost every single one them told her that valentina’s death broke him, that he’d never been the same since. even so, having a father would have been nice. that was not her fate and as she spent her childhood bouncing around from military base to military base (hence the move from england back to her father's home in US when she was a child), she learnt to cope. she lost herself in books, taking her to worlds she had never dreamed of and music, which filled the often silent home.
growing up, there was never in doubt as to what she would do with her life. the moment she hit eighteen and graduated school, she’d be signing up for the military, just like her dad did and his dad before him and his dad before that. if she had siblings, maybe he wouldn’t have expected so much of her but there was no one else. as a teenager, she dared to dream that he might let her do something else. maybe study literature or become a translator, something that wasn’t war. that was not to be the case.
18 and up.
as soon as she was eighteen and graduated, ariadne enlisted into the army, much to her dismay. in an uncharacteristic moment of kindness however, charles allowed his child to enlist as a combat medic and not a soldier. if ariadne had her way, she wouldn’t have enlisted at all but at least she wouldn’t be the one charged with committing the violence herself.
upon starting training, the oddest thing occurred. ariadne woke up one day and realised that she no longer belonged to charles. instead, she belonged to the army now and for some reason, that didn’t feel as bad.
as expected with a brain like hers (plus having been raised by a major general), she blitzed through training and somewhere along the line, the army became her home. not to say that it was all sunshine and rainbows. ari’s eclectic nature had a habit of giving people the first impression that she either didn’t know what she was doing or didn’t take it seriously. neither of these things were true of course but people will always be people and people will always judge.
ari made the best of her life. she might have been in a career she didn’t choose but at least she got to help people and at least she was good (read: excellent) at it. she could still be considered a bit of an oddball among her peers but at least they had her back. she was content. Vaguely.
up until the age of twenty-six, ari’s life continued in much the same fashion, making the best out of a vaguely shitty situation. that was until she met emery. oh, emery. when she was first transferred to emery’s team, she was less than pleased. emery was the exact type of person that ari never got along with. however, one round of forced companionship on mission later and a what felt like an age’s worth of lesbian yearning later, and emery and ariadne were inseparable.
ari had never really known what it was like to be loved wholly. she sometimes found it quite difficult to both receive and express. but she got there. mostly. god knows emery was worth working through the childhood trauma (turns out that’s what that was) for.
by the time she was thirty-three, she raised through the ranks and found herself a sergeant and ready to go. charles had died in the few months previous and god knows it was time to let go of the expectations he had of her. it was time for her to do what she wanted, not what he wanted and she had made herself enjoy. two years later and it was finally time. she had just been honourably discharged and emery was next, there was just one more mission and that was it. emery and ariadne could disappear.
that had been the plan at least. but then the worst happened. emery died. the one time ariadne wasn’t there and emery and her whole team died in an explosion. ariadne’s life ended that day. she might have thrown herself into the dream that had been a life in academia, getting her undergraduate degree, her masters and finally her phd in literature but none of it mattered really. not like it should have. not without emery.
hell town.
it was supposed to be a celebration roadtrip. a ‘finished your phd and officially have free time for the first time in years and also let’s ignore that you haven’t figured out what you’re going to do with the rest of your life’ type of roadtrip. see the sights. do all the cheesy things. however, like everything else in her life it seemed, that didn’t go to plan. she ended up in arcadia and it wasn’t until her first night that she realised oh this is not fucking normal. in the few days since she arrived, she has taken on a role she thought she had permanently left behind. that of a medic. after all, no one needed a doctor of literature in a place like this. what they needed was a medic so she shook off the dust on her skills and that is what she became.
INQUIRIES ;
How did your muse spend their first night in Arcadia, and where?
the diner was supposed to be a mere stop off on her way to somewhere else but instead it was where she bore witness to the horrors of arcadia for the first time. it was where she hid when she realised there was something else, something she had never come across before. it was where she realised that for the second time in her life, the life she had created had just been ripped away.
Why did your muse choose to live where they do?
being a medic, it made the most sense. it was the one familiar thing in this chaos of unfamiliar and as the voice of charles reminded her, it was where she was the most useful.
What was your muse doing when they came across the tree?
she was on a road trip with no real goal in mind. she had put the closest touristy place in the gps and had given it no further thought. until her gps started messing around and she had to rely on her own (dodgy, despite the efforts of both the her father and the army) sense of direction. the tree had only caught her attention due to it’s similarity to a tree in a book she read.
Has your muse left anything behind that they are desperately trying to return to or escape?
no. to want to return to something, there must be someone to return to and there was no one.
