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driftfleet2015-06-13 05:36 pm
summerschild) wrote in driftfleet2015-06-13 05:36 pm
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♖ 001.
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...]
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...]
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[She sure doesn't look like anyone he's seen in Westeros, in those strange clothes...]
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No, I'm from Japan. Where's Westeros? [it's not a name she recognizes from any history lecture.]
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It's where I live, between the Narrow Sea and the Sunset Sea, to the west of Essos.
[Hoping in vain that she recognizes one of those landmarks. Perhaps Japan is to the far west, or far to the east past Ulthos.]
I haven't heard of Japan, sorry.
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[she shrugs. not a big deal.]
We're both here now, right? So we just gotta make the best of it, until we can get home.