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𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐀. 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖.
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐀. 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖.
The way you speak of him makes me wish I could hear his music, too.
[ she offers him a small smile, wondering what kind of life this man has led, what kind of music it is that he is used to hearing. and then, because a detail like that could hardly pass unnoticed, she asks with a lilting tone, ]
You have siblings, ser? How many?
[ she offers him a small smile, wondering what kind of life this man has led, what kind of music it is that he is used to hearing. and then, because a detail like that could hardly pass unnoticed, she asks with a lilting tone, ]
You have siblings, ser? How many?
Someday, perhaps.
[ And someday, too, he'll be able to listen to it with his siblings by his side. ]
Two elder, one younger. The very eldest is a brother, and the other two, sisters. They are all sleeping in the station.
[ And someday, too, he'll be able to listen to it with his siblings by his side. ]
Two elder, one younger. The very eldest is a brother, and the other two, sisters. They are all sleeping in the station.
[ he cards a hand through his hair, suddenly very aware of her eyes on him. it takes him a moment to respond. still, this is what he signed up for, when he decided to help her in the first place. ]
Yes. [ the smallest smile, hesitantly taking in her reaction as a positive one. and quietly — ] That's one of my tricks.
Yes. [ the smallest smile, hesitantly taking in her reaction as a positive one. and quietly — ] That's one of my tricks.
[ for a moment, it seems odd that she wouldn't know what a gun was but... different worlds. different times. different rules. something to always keep in mind.
but, there's no harm in explaining to her. ]
Much faster. This is a revolver, a type of handgun.
[ he flicks open the chamber, emptying the bullets, before holding it out for her to examine. it might go a long way in winning her trust.
and besides, he still has another one on him, tucked in his front holster. ]
But just like a bow and arrow, it's only as effective as the person holding it is.
but, there's no harm in explaining to her. ]
Much faster. This is a revolver, a type of handgun.
[ he flicks open the chamber, emptying the bullets, before holding it out for her to examine. it might go a long way in winning her trust.
and besides, he still has another one on him, tucked in his front holster. ]
But just like a bow and arrow, it's only as effective as the person holding it is.
[ forgetting is hard... forgetting is dangerous, especially with where they are, with what they have to do. but pretending to have a small bite of normalcy, is that truly so bad? she hopes not. ]
No. [ a brief, almost-there smile quirks her lips. ] A... friend helped me with the landing. He got me out of the container before I hit the ground.
[ a friend is exaggerating it, most likely, but it is what sounds normal, isn't it? for a girl her age to have friends. ]
No. [ a brief, almost-there smile quirks her lips. ] A... friend helped me with the landing. He got me out of the container before I hit the ground.
[ a friend is exaggerating it, most likely, but it is what sounds normal, isn't it? for a girl her age to have friends. ]
It is good to meet you, Buffy.
[ formal title or no, her greeting certainly carries a degree of formality. after a brief hesitation, she responds, ] Sansa. Sansa Stark.
[ hiding her name might be a smart thing to do... but with the dragon queen here it is of no use, not with her identity already being known. best represent her house the best she can, now. ]
[ formal title or no, her greeting certainly carries a degree of formality. after a brief hesitation, she responds, ] Sansa. Sansa Stark.
[ hiding her name might be a smart thing to do... but with the dragon queen here it is of no use, not with her identity already being known. best represent her house the best she can, now. ]
Really? [You brightens up. Someone she can talk one of her greatest passions with!] That's awesome!
I haven't gotten around to making a lot of my own everyday stuff yet, but I've been getting a ton of practice, so I probably could start doing that if I really wanted. What sorta material do you work with?
I haven't gotten around to making a lot of my own everyday stuff yet, but I've been getting a ton of practice, so I probably could start doing that if I really wanted. What sorta material do you work with?
Before you hit the ground? One of those... super humans? Or maybe not human at all. I'm not sure what to call them.
[She's encountered a few and made a fool of herself. Sorry, Steve Rogers.]
[She's encountered a few and made a fool of herself. Sorry, Steve Rogers.]
I have never been so glad to be proven wrong,
[ she says with a small smile, relieved beyond belief. she lets her hand linger on his shoulder still, like pulling back entirely is too much, too difficult. to his question, she gives a shake of her head. ]
No, I am alright. Someone I met before helped me with the landing, and I was escorted to the campsite. [ a pause, and then repeated, with more emphasis, ] I'm fine, Jon. [ even though she's out here, alone. ]
[ she says with a small smile, relieved beyond belief. she lets her hand linger on his shoulder still, like pulling back entirely is too much, too difficult. to his question, she gives a shake of her head. ]
No, I am alright. Someone I met before helped me with the landing, and I was escorted to the campsite. [ a pause, and then repeated, with more emphasis, ] I'm fine, Jon. [ even though she's out here, alone. ]
The worst kind of people will always find those weaknesses. No matter what.
[ the quiet steel in her voice shakes with barely contained disgust, a hatred that is not a fire but rather cold, the kind of cold that comes from knowing all too well what it is like, to see people take those weaknesses and take away everything you hold dear, one by one. ]
It would be kinder, to be cut with a knife. [ physical pain is one thing... the terror that comes with knowing that someone has that power over you is another entirely. ]
[ the quiet steel in her voice shakes with barely contained disgust, a hatred that is not a fire but rather cold, the kind of cold that comes from knowing all too well what it is like, to see people take those weaknesses and take away everything you hold dear, one by one. ]
It would be kinder, to be cut with a knife. [ physical pain is one thing... the terror that comes with knowing that someone has that power over you is another entirely. ]
I am unharmed. I was... helped. By someone I had met before, on Thesa.
[ she gives the queen a slight smile, a wordless show of being pleased by both of them making it down unharmed. she has not yet met anyone else from their home, not anyone who would be awake, in any case — to know she is not alone makes her heart a touch lighter. ]
It is not a burden, Your Grace. [ she pauses, to add, ] Collecting firewood is hardly a task for a queen.
[ she gives the queen a slight smile, a wordless show of being pleased by both of them making it down unharmed. she has not yet met anyone else from their home, not anyone who would be awake, in any case — to know she is not alone makes her heart a touch lighter. ]
It is not a burden, Your Grace. [ she pauses, to add, ] Collecting firewood is hardly a task for a queen.
[He smiles at her insistence, stepping back from his near hovering.]
I thought I failed to save you.
[After his promise to protect her and never let anyone hurt her again. It was a failure that he wouldn't have been able to live with. Not after Rickon. She was all he had left.]
But why are you in the woods alone? We don't know what might lurk here.
I thought I failed to save you.
[After his promise to protect her and never let anyone hurt her again. It was a failure that he wouldn't have been able to live with. Not after Rickon. She was all he had left.]
But why are you in the woods alone? We don't know what might lurk here.
Neither am I, [ she confesses — the thought that Edward isn't something normal had crossed her mind, but she had been far too grateful to have made it that she didn't really consider even asking.
though, after a pause, she adds, ]
Are people like them not common in Scotland, either?
though, after a pause, she adds, ]
Are people like them not common in Scotland, either?
Heavier fabrics, like this one. [ she gestures to the dress she is wearing, heavy with layers, fur decorating the neckline, with a finely embroidered wolf's head in silver on the front. ]
This is very close to what I would make for myself... I did add the embroidery myself, after finding this dress on the station. Silk was very popular further south, back home, but I never really... found an occasion to try that fashion.
This is very close to what I would make for myself... I did add the embroidery myself, after finding this dress on the station. Silk was very popular further south, back home, but I never really... found an occasion to try that fashion.
A... revolver, [ she repeats as she reaches for the gun after a moment of hesitation. she turns it in her hand, the heavy weight of it unsettling in her hand, yet she feels less uncomfortable with it than she would with a knife. ]
How does it work? [ asked bluntly — she saw it once in the simulator, but there were so many things happening at once, she never really saw anything else than the beast it had fired at fall down. ]
How does it work? [ asked bluntly — she saw it once in the simulator, but there were so many things happening at once, she never really saw anything else than the beast it had fired at fall down. ]
A trick is far too cheap a word for it, I think.
[ slowly, she smiles, brushing her hand over one of the newly-repaired tears before looking at him again. ] I don't know how that is possible, to give the fabric a mind of its own... it is like nothing I've ever seen. Like a true miracle.
[ slowly, she smiles, brushing her hand over one of the newly-repaired tears before looking at him again. ] I don't know how that is possible, to give the fabric a mind of its own... it is like nothing I've ever seen. Like a true miracle.
[If they are, she's had amazing luck in not bumping into them. Claire shakes her head.]
No. We don't. Just tales and myths about things like that. Even magic is... [Well, despite having personal experiences with it, she still feels strange admitting it exists.] rare, I suppose.
No. We don't. Just tales and myths about things like that. Even magic is... [Well, despite having personal experiences with it, she still feels strange admitting it exists.] rare, I suppose.
That's right.
[He recognizes that hatred, even if his is never that quiet. She's a dame- dames are taught to be more reserved in some places. Or they learn to be, because it's suitable for their work, like Gamora.
Damn, Gamora would love this kid. She'd probably see something in her that was broken out of her by Thanos long ago. If she ever wakes up, he'll have to introduce them- until then... Eh, she's another piece that doesn't quite fit- damaged and uncertain of what the world will ever really offer her.]
I've been cut with both before. 'Least with a knife you know it can only cut so deep. [And, morbidly, that you won't suffer long.] You sound like you've met some nasty people.
[He recognizes that hatred, even if his is never that quiet. She's a dame- dames are taught to be more reserved in some places. Or they learn to be, because it's suitable for their work, like Gamora.
Damn, Gamora would love this kid. She'd probably see something in her that was broken out of her by Thanos long ago. If she ever wakes up, he'll have to introduce them- until then... Eh, she's another piece that doesn't quite fit- damaged and uncertain of what the world will ever really offer her.]
I've been cut with both before. 'Least with a knife you know it can only cut so deep. [And, morbidly, that you won't suffer long.] You sound like you've met some nasty people.
[Of course, as this is their first encounter, Amaterasu doesn't know anything of the horrors Sansa's lived through, but even so, she's glad if she can be the cause of such a joyful noise. And she laughs gently, as well, in an unheard way, only wagging tail giving any indication of this.
All freed now, she circles the girl with purpose, mostly to keep her attention, then pads up to the tree she'd been looking at only a little while beforehand, perching at its roots and then canting her furry face to her questioningly. Does it mean something to her?]
All freed now, she circles the girl with purpose, mostly to keep her attention, then pads up to the tree she'd been looking at only a little while beforehand, perching at its roots and then canting her furry face to her questioningly. Does it mean something to her?]
[ she hardly knows of the full effect, only guessing for some of it, as her words seem to make him even more confident and bright — the assertion that follows is so boyishly sincere that she finds herself laughing, a sound that is a surprise to her own ears.
perhaps it is strange, that the very real confirmation that he is not a knight, nor is his response in any way one a true knight from the Keep would ever give, is the very reason she feels her heart getting lighter. and lighter too is her voice, as she responds, ]
I am in your hands, Ser Lance. [ or on his back, really, but details... ]
perhaps it is strange, that the very real confirmation that he is not a knight, nor is his response in any way one a true knight from the Keep would ever give, is the very reason she feels her heart getting lighter. and lighter too is her voice, as she responds, ]
I am in your hands, Ser Lance. [ or on his back, really, but details... ]
[ her smile turns into something more substantial, more real as she listens to his response — tinged with understanding, the relief that comes with knowing that your family lives, but the sadness that is brought by their uncertain fate. ]
I have one older brother, too. [ two, she thinks, but one of them is gone, and so it is easier to speak of only one. ] Two younger brothers, and one younger sister.
I have one older brother, too. [ two, she thinks, but one of them is gone, and so it is easier to speak of only one. ] Two younger brothers, and one younger sister.
You didn't.
[ she smiles at him, while knowing that there is little truth to her words — he may not have failed, but he didn't exactly succeed, either. it is not thanks to any of them that they were saved, nor is them being awake due to anything but chance. ]
I was out here and I found you. [ read: she doesn't regret being out here, even if there is danger in it, too. though she does turn back, to pick up the scattered pieces of firewood she dropped. ] I was collecting firewood.
[ she smiles at him, while knowing that there is little truth to her words — he may not have failed, but he didn't exactly succeed, either. it is not thanks to any of them that they were saved, nor is them being awake due to anything but chance. ]
I was out here and I found you. [ read: she doesn't regret being out here, even if there is danger in it, too. though she does turn back, to pick up the scattered pieces of firewood she dropped. ] I was collecting firewood.
Yes... so it was in Westeros. I heard tales, but nothing more. I thought they were all stories... even the dragons. But then, people thought direwolves to be a story, too.
[ she pauses, smiles briefly before shaking her head. ] Forgive me. I must not make a lot of sense.
[ she pauses, smiles briefly before shaking her head. ] Forgive me. I must not make a lot of sense.
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