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driftfleet2016-03-08 01:20 pm
summerschild) wrote in driftfleet2016-03-08 01:20 pm
♖ 004.
Who: Bran Stark and YOU
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Starlight and the Blue Fish
When: 3/8 - 3/10
ᴀ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀɪғᴛᴇʀ, sʜᴀᴘᴇsʜɪғᴛᴇʀ ((sᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ))
[Ever since Christmas, there's been a tiny white shadow aboard the SS Blue Fish, following Bran Stark around wherever he goes. But today, something is different. All throughout the station, Beca can be seen roaming alone, with a bit more curious energy than the shy creature normally exhibits. Instead of riding around on Bran's lap, she's out exploring the station with puppy-like vigor, sniffing out dropped food and trailing after shoelaces. She'll immediately run up to greet anyone Bran knows, almost as though she has an exciting message for them, but strangers are just as interesting and delightful to her.
You may notice, however, that she seems just a tad too intelligent for a fox pup. It's almost as if she knows what you're saying to her - and was that a nod?
Feel free to encounter Beca anywhere on the Starlight throughout Tuesday and Wednesday. But meanwhile, on the Blue Fish...]
ʙ. ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀɴ, sᴏ ᴛʜɪɴ ((ʙʟᴜᴇ ғɪsʜ))
[Bran has been asleep for two days, curled up and breathing deeply beneath his fur blanket. Though he occasionally makes a small twitch, nothing can be done to wake him throughout Tuesday and Wednesday.
Finally, on Thursday morning, Bran stirs. It starts with a wiggle of the nose, and then a sleepy blink up at whomever has been keeping watch. Then - a small whine, not unlike a noise that his pet fox would make. He immediately flushes, realizing that he's back in his human body, and pulls the blanket up to his chin.]
How long was I...?
[No more secrets, then.]
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Starlight and the Blue Fish
When: 3/8 - 3/10
ᴀ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀɪғᴛᴇʀ, sʜᴀᴘᴇsʜɪғᴛᴇʀ ((sᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ))
[Ever since Christmas, there's been a tiny white shadow aboard the SS Blue Fish, following Bran Stark around wherever he goes. But today, something is different. All throughout the station, Beca can be seen roaming alone, with a bit more curious energy than the shy creature normally exhibits. Instead of riding around on Bran's lap, she's out exploring the station with puppy-like vigor, sniffing out dropped food and trailing after shoelaces. She'll immediately run up to greet anyone Bran knows, almost as though she has an exciting message for them, but strangers are just as interesting and delightful to her.
You may notice, however, that she seems just a tad too intelligent for a fox pup. It's almost as if she knows what you're saying to her - and was that a nod?
Feel free to encounter Beca anywhere on the Starlight throughout Tuesday and Wednesday. But meanwhile, on the Blue Fish...]
ʙ. ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀɴ, sᴏ ᴛʜɪɴ ((ʙʟᴜᴇ ғɪsʜ))
[Bran has been asleep for two days, curled up and breathing deeply beneath his fur blanket. Though he occasionally makes a small twitch, nothing can be done to wake him throughout Tuesday and Wednesday.
Finally, on Thursday morning, Bran stirs. It starts with a wiggle of the nose, and then a sleepy blink up at whomever has been keeping watch. Then - a small whine, not unlike a noise that his pet fox would make. He immediately flushes, realizing that he's back in his human body, and pulls the blanket up to his chin.]
How long was I...?
[No more secrets, then.]
B
Looks like my sense of timing is impeccable, as always. [A half-joke, but she smiles reassuringly anyway.] A couple days, I think. Are you feeling all right?
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I'm fine. [A beat.] ... Have you seen Beca?
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She likes the station. She's never seen so many people before.
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This is true. She's very brave for going out on her own.
Did you want me to get you anything? Water? Perhaps some bread or something light?
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Is there any ice cream?
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You mean that sweet cold treat in the ice box? Is that what it's called?
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Sometimes, they put it in sandwiches.
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[Still majorly unsure about putting bread and ice cream together, but hey. YOLO.]
Though, yes, melting would be an issue. Then it would make the bread soggy and messy. And wet bread is the worst.
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Even worse than stale bread.
[Okay, he hasn't encountered very many bad foods in his life.]
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Considerably worse. One might even argue more so than two day old stew.
But let's banish the talk of terrible bread. I can try and serve you some of that ice cream, if you'd like.
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I... don't want to see Robb just yet.
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...is everything all right? [She was about to stand to go and get his ice cream, but now she's kneeling back down in front of him.] Why would you not want to see Robb?
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[She won't ask what the secret is; it's a secret for a reason. She's more concerned with the why, and more specifically, why Robb would be angry at his little brother.]