♖ 001.

[summerschild]

Who: Bran Stark and YOU
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: The HS Marsiva Hospitality Deck
When: 6/13

[On the Hospitality Deck, there's a little lump of dirt and fur on the floor next to one of the cots, twisted up in the white sheets. Bran had woken up in a fit of panic, scrabbling for the damp floor of the Queenscrown holdfast, and then-]

Is anyone there? Hello?

[A bump on his head aches from the tumble. He doesn't understand what he's seeing in front of him, through the clear glass of the bowing windows. It makes him dizzy, and he rubs at his nose with one grubby hand. His fur cape is still muddy from the thunderstorm, making him look a bit like an abandoned puppy.]

I need some help!

[He tries to use the cot to pull himself back up, but with a click the wheel unlocks, and sends the bed teetering towards anyone coming across the floor. Oops...]

Comments

[ino]

[ Insert whatever name they call it by in Naruto. I have no idea. But whatever it is, she totally just told him the name of it.

She gets out a little pad of paper, and writes her name on it in Japanese to show him ]

It looks like this, when it's written.

[summerschild]

[He lets out an awed breath, watching her write.]

I've never seen letters like that, in Westeros.

[ino]

[ Westeros. That sounds vaguely familiar, though she can't place why ... ]

Well, that's because we're from different countries, most likely different worlds altogether. The people here can come from anywhere -- places and times you couldn't even imagine existing.

[summerschild]

Do you think... is it possible for someone else to come from mine? Does that ever happen?

[ino]

Oh! Of course. There are plenty of people here who have friends or family from home with them.

[summerschild]

What if... what if someone was dead?

[She said it can take people from throughout time, and he's still stuck on that.]

[ino]

[ She takes on a bit more serious tone ]

Yes, people who are dead can come back to life here, as if they never died in the first place.

[summerschild]

That's good.

[He lets himself imagine, just for a second, the possibility of seeing his family again.]

I'm glad.

[ino]

[ She smiles fondly into the camera, wondering who it is this boy might have lost that he would like to see again.

... She can't help but think he and Hiro might be good friends, too ... ]

I'm Ino, by the way. It's nice to meet you.

[summerschild]

[Bran smiles back the best he can. He likes this girl alright. She makes him miss Sansa.]

I'm Bran.

[ino]

Bran, huh?

Well, it's not exactly where most of us wanted to end up, but we make do. There are a couple of other boys your age you'll probably get along with, too.

[summerschild]

It's short for Brandon. Brandon Stark.

[Bran still says his last name with a trace of lorldly pride, though he's been trying his best to be cautious with it.]

... Boys my age?

[He's not had the best experiences with those since his accident.]

1/2

[ino]

Stark?

[ That name sounds familiar. And not because of Tony, so she could unfortunately never forget thanks to all the weird stuff he got up to in Paradisa. Because of someone else ... ]

I could've sworn I saw someone else with that name somewhere.

[ino]

-- Hm? Oh, yeah. You're, what, thirteen or so? My boyfriend's little brother is about your age, then.

[summerschild]

I'm nine.

[A quick correction, because he's more focused on her first comment.]

Was it here? Did you see them here?

[ino]

[ Oh, whoops. That's a bit younger than she was thinking ]

... Hold on one second.

[ She checks the list of current Fleet members, and there's none except him to be found. So she closes it, and puts a hand to her forehead as she racks her brains, before finally: ]

Do you know an ... Arya?

[summerschild]

That's my sister!

[He practically shouts it, his face going ghost white.]

[ino]

Okay. Okay, yeah -- I did meet her. Not here, but I did see her the last world I was in.

[ Suddenly, she has to wonder if she was the one he was thinking of when he asked about the dead coming back ]

She was doing fine.

[summerschild]

[Bran can't help the pang of disappointment that slides onto his face, finding out she isn't in this world, but his chest feels warm with relief.]

Did she say anything to you about her home? Did she say what's happened to her?

[ino]

She wasn't really the type to talk about that kind of stuff. I barely knew her, after all ...

[ She pauses, realizing this is probably kinda disappointing for him ]

Sorry, I wish I could tell you more.

[summerschild]

[He shakes his head slowly.]

She isn't. I was merely hoping...

[Well, a lot of things, really.]

No one has seen her in some time, back home.

[ino]

Yeah.

[ A little sympathetic frown ]

I understand. It's hard not to know.

[ She's kinda in the same boat re: her own life and her team's, so ... ]

Well -- with any luck, maybe she'll show up here.

[summerschild]

Perhaps...

[He tries to give a brave face.]

But I wouldn't want them to be stuck here, if I had a choice.

[ino]

[ Aww. ]

Hey-- there's nothing wrong with wishing you had some company. Even if it is a bad situation, friends and family make it better.

[summerschild]

[He can't contest that.]

You don't think it would be selfish?