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[prizeneck]

[At the equivalent of 03:45 AM, you're getting a voice message because fuck your text feature. ]

Right, question.

Actually two.



First: Imagine you're being chased for a long time. You're unarmed, and yer injured. About to keel over. You can only carry one thing as you're running: a cell phone [a pause, and a rustle - he's waving his hand] or whatever you people use to communicate; or some food.

Which one do you take, and why?



Second question: who here can deal with high tech gadgets? I got a thing that needs checking before we head to the next mission.

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[prizeneck]

Huh. That’s interesting, I thought that with ravens not having migratory patterns they would be harder to train.

What if you had something like the BCE?

[A shift. He’s tilting his head and his hair rustles on whatever he’s resting his head on.] Have you been in a situation like that before?

[goodandtrue]

Ravens are clever creatures. I wish I knew more about them, but all I know is what the maesters have said.

If I had something similar to the BCE, I would want that. Though, I heard that it's possible that we're monitored on it.

Not exactly like that. That would mean I could escape the armed guard escorting me home.

[prizeneck]

You have a huge variety of information here. Guess you could study about them if you want.

And what would you do if we were?


[A short pause as he frowns at that last sentence] What guard?

[goodandtrue]

I could? But there are other things I should learn first? I want to know more about healing in these different times. I might finally know more than my mother on the subject.

Monitored? Perhaps the same as I do now. Be on my guard.

It's difficult to explain over the BCE without going into details. I can only say my husband's army was defeated and when one of the commanders of the enemy met with my family, they ordered us to return home and would escort us there. I imagine they had specific orders, if I tried to escape.

[prizeneck]

Your mother was a medic, then? [That actually sounds interesting to him. He has a huge respect for medics and those who lean towards healing others, after all.]

Even as you're being chased down? Isn't that monitoring all the same?

[He pauses as she explains, mulls over the story. It sounds too old-timey, but then again, hey, they're time traveling. ] Who was your husband?

[goodandtrue]

My mother understood potions and herbs. I don't know if I would call her a healer. I think she would be insulted by that. She wanted recognition for being a noble lady.

When you are being chased, you can't afford to lose your sense. Every action counts.

He was here briefly but disappeared in Gallipoli. Robb Stark.

[prizeneck]

Why would she be insulted? There's purpose in knowing how to help people.

Don't think I've met him. He had an army?

[goodandtrue]

My mother's family were merchants. She doesn't like to be reminded of her background. When she married my father, she became a lady. If she acknowledges her background in potions and brews, I think she believes it would hurt her standing.

He did once. I don't know what became of it after his death.

[prizeneck]

Huh. [He actually finds that slightly amusing, but he takes that information with something akin to respect. Different times, different cultures.] Guess there's always a downside to the way people perceive their society.

Did you get recruited by COST along the way or was this before?

[goodandtrue]

There is, but I think it also depends on how you perceive yourself. My mother believes herself better than everyone else and uses that belief to justify her actions.

I was recruited after he died. It was a way to leave my situation and feel useful. I should have realized how unprepared I would be. Thank you for teaching me to defend myself.

[prizeneck]

[Even through the synthetic voice of Siri Microsoft SAM, there's something about that sentence that conveys a certain tone.] You sound like you disagree.

[He shifts, there's a slight rustle] So hold on. He died, you were recruited, and you found him again? [It's... plausible, with the time travel and the like, but he can't still help but feel that's kind of messed up.]

[goodandtrue]

My mother is not a kind person. Cruelty doesn't make you better than anyone. It makes you worse.

I did. He came shortly after I did. I didn't know that he would be here., but COST must have recruited him before he died.

[prizeneck]

So she harmed, instead of healing?

[That is messed up. His voice goes quiet, even if it carries easily.] Did ya tell him?

[goodandtrue]

Yes, but she thinks she did it for our benefit.

[There was so much more to it, but it wasn't something she felt ready to share at this early stage of their relationship.]

Tell him what?

[prizeneck]

That he died.

[goodandtrue]

He knew. He realized he was about to die before coming here.

[prizeneck]

Huh. Guess it was a death or life situation for him to volunteer here, then.

[Is his voice getting quiet, even soft? Nope. Not at all. It's only your imagination, Jeyne.

There's a pause, as he mulls over.]

What do you think of the practices we had so far? Am I boring you, yet?

[goodandtrue]

No, you're not boring me.

[There's a gentleness in her tone, genuine and assertive.]

The training you mean? They're...very difficult. Brutal. Training for Gallipoli started shortly after I arrived, it was the first thing I experienced. Not much of a welcome.