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agoge2018-01-09 07:06 pm
northerndragon) wrote in agoge2018-01-09 07:06 pm
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>>FROM:@AEGONNER
Tell me about your gods.
If you don't have that kind of faith, then tell me what else you believe in. There must be something.
And if not that, tell me what you think of when you know a battle is coming.
If you don't have that kind of faith, then tell me what else you believe in. There must be something.
And if not that, tell me what you think of when you know a battle is coming.
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Something to inspire all the fire and blood?
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[ A brief, thoughtful silence. She switches the conversation to something more private (insofar as any of this is private). ]
My people, my family, those who are oppressed, those who have fallen fighting for me. You.
That is what inspires me, now.
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This is a better answer than I deserved.
Everyone needs to be inspired by something. Nobody wants to fight for nothing — to put their life on the line for a pointless cause.
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Now you sound like those toys left in my room.
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Those are a pointless cause. Where do you think they came from?
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I was told they're sea creatures. Perhaps Chiron believed some levity was in order.
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If he believed some levity was in order, why not horses or dragons or wolves? No one wants a lobster for a toy.
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She is a dignified queen, the rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, khaleesi, mhysa, the unburnt, breaker of chains, daughter of death, slayer of lies, bride of fire, and mother of dragons!
But yes, you can have a smooch to your poor, abused stomach, Jon. All you have to do is ask nicely. ]
Are horses, wolves, and dragons meant to be used for fun, raqiarzy? I still don't understand what that pink one is meant to be.
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[He rolls towards her, then continues the conversation in a more natural way, peering dubiously at "the pink one."]
I don't know, but that's a look of reproach on him. Is Chiron sure these are meant to be used for fun?
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[ As he stares down the pink one in question, her eyes grow distant, following along with his other discussions out of sheer boredom and curiosity. ]
Is this how you spent your time as a boy?
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[He tries to remember exactly what Missandei sounds like, and once he does, he has to agree with a nod. But then the conversation moves on.]
No. I trained with swords from the time I could walk. I played with my brothers and sisters... mostly Robb, because we were of an age, but not always just him.
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[ She blinks, eyes refocusing on him as she rolls onto her stomach, pressing to an elbow so she's looking down at him. ]
In the Watch, then. Did you ask your brothers these sorts of questions you ask our allies, now?
[ It's not until he mentions Robb that she recalls-- ]
I met someone from our world in Vorspiel. She claims to be your brother's wife.
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What is she like now?]
In the Watch, most of the men followed the Seven. I was the only one who -- well, my friend Sam took his vows with me in a weirwood grove. You didn't have to ask these questions. You already knew. And you knew who was visiting the brothel in Mole's Town when they were getting ready for a fight.
[Then the topic shifts again, and his expression becomes more thoughtful, more complicated.]
I met her today too. [He heistates.] She seems quite convinced of what she told me. But... I've always heard that Robb's wife was a foreign girl who died with him at that wedding. Lord Glover even spoke of it to me.
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[ The pads of her fingers trace along the lines furrowing his brows, as if the motion could smooth all those complications away. It's easier to focus on this, on his life, learning more of him, than to think of her own past.
Her silence is one filled with consideration. She knew very little of the details surrounding Robb's death, only what Tyrion had learned: that he, his mother, and his wife had died. But who was his wife, and why could it not be Jeyne? Save for the fact that Jeyne is clearly no foreign girl...
Foreign. She snorts, the sound derisive. They called her foreign as well; her expression speaks to just what she thinks of the descriptor. ]
When Drogo and I first found each other in France, I asked him what the last thing he remembered was. [ Not surprising, considering Jon remembered more than she. ] He experienced something I never had. I think it might've been the battle which would lead to his death. It's different from our world.
[ She grows pensive, gently tracing the sweep of his collarbone. ]
Grothia told me it might be possible in one time for me to have children. Perhaps Jeyne's merely from another... [ Her brows furrow. ] ...time.
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[He catches that snort, but isn't sure at first what inspired it.]
If she's from another time, it's not a time where Robb lived. He died at the same wedding, but she says he didn't take her to it.
Westerlings... they're Lannister bannermen. It's even in the name. But if I didn't know better, I'd be inclined to believe her. She doesn't strike me as false. So she isn't, or she's good at dissembling.
She told me she didn't want the gods to see her.
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[ The system is broken. Westeros is broken. Their fathers, so many who have ruled... how is that right? How is it no different than what the Masters did, treating their slaves as property? Her anger over this leaves a bitter taste in her mouth, leaving her expression much akin to the way she might look had she sucked on a lemon.
But then she's huffing and settling on her side, closer to him, cheek pillowed on her folded arm. And soon the annoyance abates as their discussion shifts to different times. ]
Tyrion's a Lannister. [ A gentle reminder. ] Would you rather we not associate with her? She seems harmless enough, too gentle for her own good. She says she's some experience with healing.
[ Dangerous to trust someone who might be an enemy with healing. She'd not let Jeyne near Jon for any injuries he acquires. ]
Why would she fear them seeing her?
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[But as keenly aware of the Watch's need of men as he is, he has no eagerness to send a man to the Wall for life for needing to eat or for trying to feed his family.]
No. I'll watch her. I'll know in time whether or not her story is true... maybe it doesn't matter very much, as long as she doesn't mean harm to either of us.
If she's not lying about Robb, or not aware she's lying, she must be angry at her gods. I would be. But... [the frown that has been flickering over his face these last few minutes deepens again] if it's not a matter of time, I can't see him being the sort of man who would marry two women and lie to at least one of them. Especially not as king. And I've never heard a whisper of this girl.
If it's all true... Chiron said I signed on because of a chance that the Regency would go after children I might have one day. But they might not come, either. If one thing can be different, a lot of things can.
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[ Ultimately, it doesn't matter what they would prefer... but she would see to these things being addressed when she is queen, because she remembers the toll it took on Viserys when he sold their mother's crown. ]
She would be foolish if her intention was to cause harm. She's no allies here.
[ Not that it's stopped a person before. With a sigh, she rolls onto her back and stares at the overhang of Jon's bed. It seems strange to know not one, but two people with altered memories of events that haven't occurred. But she has to believe that Jeyne isn't lying, if only for the simple fact that Drogo hadn't been. Perhaps it makes her foolish to believe the word of a stranger. Perhaps it opens her to betrayal for it. ]
Even if he was held under duress? Tyrion made mention that your sister was in King's Landing at one point, held captive by his family. Could that not have played a part? [ Now, she frowns, staring hard at the overhand. ] We want to believe our brothers have done good.
[ Rhaegar sounded like a good man, from all she's heard. He couldn't be a rapist. And Robb? His men were loyal, from what she's been told. Jon held him high enough in regard. ]
We'll give her a chance. It's all anyone's ever needed.
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In retrospect, many would choose the hand. It had been that sort who had mutinied at Craster's Keep and killed the Old Bear. And even among those who would choose the Watch, most hadn't come willingly, as he had.
-- Sometimes COST and these days at BASE make him think overwhelmingly of Pyp and Grenn and how bravely they'd died, even though their laughing faces have faded a little.
The conversation moves on to the subject of Jeyne Westerling.]
She wouldn't have joined COST knowing that we were here... would she have? It's true enough that the Lannisters held Sansa after Robert's death: Tyrion married her. But I think if Robb had been held, they would have just killed him then.
[His expression turns curious when she mentions not just his brothers, but her own.
What has he heard of them? Nothing good.]
We don't really have any other choice. There's Grothia to deal with. Maybe Chiron can shed some light on it.
[But that's not really why Jeyne will get her chance from him. Even if she takes the Lannister side, even if he has to be wary of that, even if she's lying about his brother, sides matter less and less to Jon these days. For now, he has to think of her as being on the same side.]
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Would she have cared? I was nothing but a girl in another land when your brother was alive. My family was forgotten. [ A shake of the head. ] He wouldn't need to be held; the Lannisters had your sister. If he wished for her survival, I imagine he'd be vulnerable to their demands, no?
[ As for the last of his thoughts... ]
There's always a choice, Grothia and Chiron notwithstanding. We choose to deal with her as we please. They won't take that power from us.
[ It would please her to leave Jeyne alone; she's no intention of causing the girl harm, so long as she causes none to she or Jon. ]
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[He huffs out a sigh, then rests his face against the front of her shoulder. What would have happened if he had come down from Castle Black after Robb's death? Likely, he would have been asked to bend the knee to Stannis.
What then? Would things have been different?]
There may be a choice, but I've no desire to be cruel to the girl. And I think we must needs fight the Regency, not each other.
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[ With a tilt of the head, she presses her cheek against his hair. It's not with mockery that she uses his title, and perhaps, maybe, there's even a note of affection with it. ]
We're in agreement about that. She's a sweet thing and reminds me of Missandei, in some ways. [ After a brief pause: ] I was only reminding you. We have a choice. It may not be the one we prefer, but it's still there. Even now, we choose to fight with COST.
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[When he thinks of causality and the sequence of events, what seems like it might have been personally gratifying to him for a few passing days begins to look more as if it would eventually have spelled the doom of everything and everyone he knows and has a care for.
Still, he brightens -- not much, but enough for it to be noticeable -- at what she says next.]
Aye, we have a choice.
[He's chosen this; he's chosen her.]
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[ She can't say she would prefer it another way. What's occurred in their time has for a reason, and has brought both he and she together. To wish for something different for either of them would wish away the experiences which shaped them into the people they are, today.
The way he seems to perk up just the slightest is felt, more than seen. She loosely toys with the very ends of his hairs, dragging them against her fingertips. ]
Always. Never forget that.
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[He almost tells her that his father had thought that Stannis was the true king after Robert's death, but those don't seem like words she needs or would want to hear. It doesn't matter now that both men are dead and he and she are far away from home.
And there's more in his list of ifs... for example, if he'd never been Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, he might not have taken seven stab wounds to the chest and abdomen.
In the meantime, he likes the way she toys with his hair.]
I'd choose you any day.
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