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𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐀. 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖.
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐀. 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖.
Neither are mine.
[ he'll be lucky to know later that she is wrong, Edmund will not be, though he will still be that same kind person, that smiles solemnly in commiseration. ]
But I dwell on the fact that I may see them awake again in the future. It is enough for me to know that they are safe in the station, away from the Storm.
[ he'll be lucky to know later that she is wrong, Edmund will not be, though he will still be that same kind person, that smiles solemnly in commiseration. ]
But I dwell on the fact that I may see them awake again in the future. It is enough for me to know that they are safe in the station, away from the Storm.
Yeah, we did have to do that quite a bit back home. [it was something she got better at with practice much like hunting and scavenging for any other food they could find so hopefully there won't be too much of a difference with the berries they find here]
Of course we can look for them together— I can show you how to tell them apart too depending on what we find.
Of course we can look for them together— I can show you how to tell them apart too depending on what we find.
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It's... not supposed to. Only time can really start to heal things.
( She gives her a faint smile, letting that empathy shine through in her gaze. )
But it can make the weight of it easier to carry. We're not alone here, right? We've got each other.
( Some even have family here, like she does. On the off-chance that Sansa's haven't woken up yet, she doesn't mention Clark for the time being. )
( She gives her a faint smile, letting that empathy shine through in her gaze. )
But it can make the weight of it easier to carry. We're not alone here, right? We've got each other.
( Some even have family here, like she does. On the off-chance that Sansa's haven't woken up yet, she doesn't mention Clark for the time being. )
Good.
( One word, and yet her relief and satisfaction are evident in her tone, in the look in her eyes. Faint amusement curves her mouth, as she shakes her head. )
If you are willing to bear it, so am I. ( She is no queen here. Dany reaches forth and grasps as close to half of what Sansa holds as she can, balancing the pile evenly in the crook of her elbows. ) Hard work daunts me little.
( One word, and yet her relief and satisfaction are evident in her tone, in the look in her eyes. Faint amusement curves her mouth, as she shakes her head. )
If you are willing to bear it, so am I. ( She is no queen here. Dany reaches forth and grasps as close to half of what Sansa holds as she can, balancing the pile evenly in the crook of her elbows. ) Hard work daunts me little.
[There's no real way to convey her thoughts, but she is thinking, isn't every tree special? And if she could, she'd remind Sansa that sometimes trees all in themselves are a home to birds or squirrels, or a resting place for them, or they might even shade a weary traveler. That some trees are selected for firewood and to make homes, and so even something as insignificant seeming as a tree holds so much purpose. Even if all a tree does is flower or bloom, and little else, if someone grows fond of that tree, it's brought a little more meaning into the world.
But there's nothing wrong with the girl's answer; she understands that she means it's a tree like any other. Wolf's ears stay pricked on Sansa in attentive interest, having little other way to ask her to continue, but she's definitely curious. She wonders if the name "Godswood" is self-explanatory, and if gods lived, or roamed, or visited there.
Maybe the Godswood itself had a tree or two Sansa was partial to? She's seen this happen, like how people favor only certain people, and sometimes animals, they're also inexplicably drawn to a certain tree at times.]
But there's nothing wrong with the girl's answer; she understands that she means it's a tree like any other. Wolf's ears stay pricked on Sansa in attentive interest, having little other way to ask her to continue, but she's definitely curious. She wonders if the name "Godswood" is self-explanatory, and if gods lived, or roamed, or visited there.
Maybe the Godswood itself had a tree or two Sansa was partial to? She's seen this happen, like how people favor only certain people, and sometimes animals, they're also inexplicably drawn to a certain tree at times.]
[ once more, she is reminded of just how little she really knows — that though she knows who Daenerys Targaryen is, knows her birthright, knows she conquered cities in Essos, she doesn't know. not really.
she looks down, thinks of Cersei, of Joffrey, of how neither of them would ever have done this. how they would have insisted someone else do it, that collecting firewood is for the common people, beneath them. ]
I have met high-born lords and ladies alike who are daunted by work. [ in that it does not even need to be hard work... she looks down, bends down to pick up a branch she dropped. ] I cannot hunt, and I don't know how to set up a camp... but this I know how to do. The fire will keep us warm.
she looks down, thinks of Cersei, of Joffrey, of how neither of them would ever have done this. how they would have insisted someone else do it, that collecting firewood is for the common people, beneath them. ]
I have met high-born lords and ladies alike who are daunted by work. [ in that it does not even need to be hard work... she looks down, bends down to pick up a branch she dropped. ] I cannot hunt, and I don't know how to set up a camp... but this I know how to do. The fire will keep us warm.
... I suppose we do. We have all lost our worlds.
[ and that gives all of them something in common. she pauses, considers — and for all of Kara's considerate thoughts to hold back any mention of her family, it is exactly what Sansa decides to ask about. ]
Have you met anyone you know, yet? Ones who do not sleep. [ she remembers, still, the woman Kara was looking at, speaking to, on the station. the one with short hair and beautiful features. ]
[ and that gives all of them something in common. she pauses, considers — and for all of Kara's considerate thoughts to hold back any mention of her family, it is exactly what Sansa decides to ask about. ]
Have you met anyone you know, yet? Ones who do not sleep. [ she remembers, still, the woman Kara was looking at, speaking to, on the station. the one with short hair and beautiful features. ]
I had no machine.
[ frankly, she doesn't quite see how one might sew with a machine, as surely it could not perform as well and as accurately as one's hand, but she supposes it is one of the differences between different worlds. ]
I always made everything by hand... where I come from, no such machine exists.
[ frankly, she doesn't quite see how one might sew with a machine, as surely it could not perform as well and as accurately as one's hand, but she supposes it is one of the differences between different worlds. ]
I always made everything by hand... where I come from, no such machine exists.
... I don't mind.
[ there are many things she doesn't wish to speak of... but equally many that she realizes she wouldn't mind speaking of, remembering them. telling about her home makes it more real, almost like it exists somewhere else than simply her mind. ]
[ there are many things she doesn't wish to speak of... but equally many that she realizes she wouldn't mind speaking of, remembering them. telling about her home makes it more real, almost like it exists somewhere else than simply her mind. ]
I'm not alone.
[ not anymore. she smiles, leans into the hug, allowing herself to feel safe for the first time since the landing... since waking up on the station. she's not alone. they are not alone.
when she pulls back, it is followed by a pointed look. ] For us. [ no way will she stay somewhere where Jon is not. ]
[ not anymore. she smiles, leans into the hug, allowing herself to feel safe for the first time since the landing... since waking up on the station. she's not alone. they are not alone.
when she pulls back, it is followed by a pointed look. ] For us. [ no way will she stay somewhere where Jon is not. ]
For us.
[So long as he was with her, he would protect her and keep her nearby. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, guiding her back to the wreckage. Before he returned to hunting, he would see that she was settled and a place was set for them.]
Let's get back.
[So long as he was with her, he would protect her and keep her nearby. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders, guiding her back to the wreckage. Before he returned to hunting, he would see that she was settled and a place was set for them.]
Let's get back.
( There are many things Dany might consider beneath her; especially later, once they arrive at their destination. But this is not there, and Sansa is not simply anyone. Her initial remark earns her a pointed look and smile both. )
They did not have to lead anyone across the red waste to find food. It affords one with a certain perspective.
( Even mentioning that time of her life brings a pang to her heart. She'd promised to protect those people; and they'd all died anyway. Those not taken by starvation were slaughtered in Qarth. Never again. )
I think my skill at setting a camp is decent; I can show you how. ( The kindling is hugged tightly to her chest, as she nods. ) It will keep us alive. This is no small contribution, Lady Sansa.
They did not have to lead anyone across the red waste to find food. It affords one with a certain perspective.
( Even mentioning that time of her life brings a pang to her heart. She'd promised to protect those people; and they'd all died anyway. Those not taken by starvation were slaughtered in Qarth. Never again. )
I think my skill at setting a camp is decent; I can show you how. ( The kindling is hugged tightly to her chest, as she nods. ) It will keep us alive. This is no small contribution, Lady Sansa.
...yeah, we have. I wish that weren't the case. Nobody deserves to know how that feels.
( Maybe these words might echo what she'd been saying to Alex in the stasis hangar. If it does, it's a slip of the tongue and not at all intentional. Just something she does sometimes. And when Sansa asks about her family anyway, she blinks owlishly at her, surprised. )
Sort of. My cousin, but not my cousin. It's, um... strange. Same name, different face, and no memory of me to speak of. Which means he's from a different version of our planet, I guess.
( Oh, shoot. Kara blanches, and then she smiles apologetically. Maybe it's not so wise to bring up complex scientific things without explaining them first. )
I just found out that was a thing last year. There's our worlds, and then endless other versions of them occupying the same spot in space. They just can't see each other, if that makes sense. Endless possibilities.
( And they've all been snuffed out, haven't they? She sighs. ) What about you?
( Maybe these words might echo what she'd been saying to Alex in the stasis hangar. If it does, it's a slip of the tongue and not at all intentional. Just something she does sometimes. And when Sansa asks about her family anyway, she blinks owlishly at her, surprised. )
Sort of. My cousin, but not my cousin. It's, um... strange. Same name, different face, and no memory of me to speak of. Which means he's from a different version of our planet, I guess.
( Oh, shoot. Kara blanches, and then she smiles apologetically. Maybe it's not so wise to bring up complex scientific things without explaining them first. )
I just found out that was a thing last year. There's our worlds, and then endless other versions of them occupying the same spot in space. They just can't see each other, if that makes sense. Endless possibilities.
( And they've all been snuffed out, haven't they? She sighs. ) What about you?
Yourself would be a good place to start, I think. A young lady like yourself must have a number of hobbies and interests.
[Just to get a better idea of who she is. That's more important than where she's from.]
[Just to get a better idea of who she is. That's more important than where she's from.]
[ a ghost of a smile passes over his lips. ]
I wouldn't have offered if it were trouble. [ it does, however, make him wonder about the girl. she seems so preoccupied with making sure she doesn't offend him. he's known the type before.
but he's quite sure she isn't hiding the same secret that woman was. ]
First, you make sure it's loaded with the bullets. [ again, to demonstrate he flicks the chamber open, then shut. ] This part, right here, is the hammer. You pull back on it... [ and he does so. ] take aim... [ he points his gun at a tree not too far off in the distance ] and then... you pull the trigger.
[ a loud bang echoes through the woods as he shoots, bending his arm to absorb the recoil. ]
I wouldn't have offered if it were trouble. [ it does, however, make him wonder about the girl. she seems so preoccupied with making sure she doesn't offend him. he's known the type before.
but he's quite sure she isn't hiding the same secret that woman was. ]
First, you make sure it's loaded with the bullets. [ again, to demonstrate he flicks the chamber open, then shut. ] This part, right here, is the hammer. You pull back on it... [ and he does so. ] take aim... [ he points his gun at a tree not too far off in the distance ] and then... you pull the trigger.
[ a loud bang echoes through the woods as he shoots, bending his arm to absorb the recoil. ]
It's alright, Sansa. I know we're all getting a sense of each other here. I've more or less managed so far, so there's nothing to worry about. [He's not one to draw a lot of attention to himself in this capacity - he doesn't want to advertise his .. gifts, lest someone catch on to his other identity, but this is only a fraction, and he's trying to put her at ease.]
Well, then, between the two of us we should be able to manage. [The "ser" is curious, and as he offers her his arm so they can walk together, he speaks up]
May I ask where you're from, Sansa?
Well, then, between the two of us we should be able to manage. [The "ser" is curious, and as he offers her his arm so they can walk together, he speaks up]
May I ask where you're from, Sansa?
It's a sentiment I share, and with you and your siblings as well.
[ Hope and contentment, in the midst of impossible situations. ]
Perhaps if they wake up, it will be something to write songs about in the future.
[ Hope and contentment, in the midst of impossible situations. ]
Perhaps if they wake up, it will be something to write songs about in the future.
It's no problem at all. [she smiles, more than happy to show what she knows to a friend] We'll see what we can find if we head a bit further this way.
A cage is a cage, even if it's a pretty one.
[ King's Landing was beautiful, the Red Keep was glorious and the southern air was sweet, the clothes stunning... but it had been a cage nonetheless.
she falls silent for a moment, staring quietly into the fire that still dances merrily near them. ]
... they deserved to be lost in the Storm, [ she says finally, quiet and cold. she doesn't specify whether she means the ones who caged him or the ones who took her from her family, but in the end, it matters little. it applies for both, after all. ]
[ King's Landing was beautiful, the Red Keep was glorious and the southern air was sweet, the clothes stunning... but it had been a cage nonetheless.
she falls silent for a moment, staring quietly into the fire that still dances merrily near them. ]
... they deserved to be lost in the Storm, [ she says finally, quiet and cold. she doesn't specify whether she means the ones who caged him or the ones who took her from her family, but in the end, it matters little. it applies for both, after all. ]
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