♖ 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

[princessia]

I've been told that even if we arrive alone, our friends will arrive much later. So, I think so!

[summerschild]

I hope they're right. I would like to see them again.

[princessia]

You can make some new friends, while you wait for your friends from home. I've met a lot of nice people here.

[ It makes the wait bearable. She hasn't given up hope on seeing Teepo, Jude, and the others though. ]

[summerschild]

Everyone I've met has been pleasant, so far.

[He's not that sure about the making friends part, though. It isn't always so easy for him, since his accident.]

Thank you, for the kindness.

[princessia]

Oh, um... you're welcome!

[ She sounds bashful yet pleased, happy to be helpful somehow. ]