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[kingofbadlifechoices]

Who: Robb Stark & you
Broadcast: Fleetwide broadcast & some action
Action: The Marsiva
When: 22nd of December

[Before he starts to talk Robb peers into the box given to him. Apparently it works like ravens only faster and without wings. And would it also mean that everyone could see him?.

He figures he should sound firm and sure. Especially in an environment he does not entirely know. Well, he knows some things but not enough to string things together properly.]

Good morrow. How did I arrive here? [He rolls his shoulders a little and moves a hand through his hair.] I have heard I am part of a show. But why is that so? [Could people really see him through this thing? He peers into the box again and for a moment anyone hearing this can see a large blue eyeball gazing at them. Finally it zooms out and Robb talks again.] I have not asked for this. There are other places where I am needed.

I appreciate all answers. The ones who are able to send me back to where I belong will not be forgotten. If it is coin you wish we can talk of that. My name is Robb Stark. [A pause. Still, he has to know so he asks the most important question of all.]

Can anyone see me through this?


[Robb is still wearing the clothes he came with. He remembers he spilled a bit of grease on his collar when he was at the Twins but it seems to be gone completely. When he looks at the direwolf pin that keeps his cloak together it seems to shine even more than it did before he entered lord Frey's great hall.

He walks slowly towards the large windows and narrows his eyes a little. He has been told about space and planets. He has been told about ships flying through space to visit said planets but the actual view is even more impressive than he imagined it to be.

His fingers tighten around the crown he is holding in his hands.]

It is a never ending darkness...

[He mutters the words more to himself than anyone who is close to him. Gods, it is even more impressive than he imagined it to be. Like the blue sky only further than that.]

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[video]

[misterprongs]

[ !!! ]

Related to Lady Sansa, perhaps?

[ james is under unofficial unspoken orders to call her lady sansa until further notice, okay. have a teenager with glasses and perpetually messy hair, eyes bright with a grin in place. pretty happy to see robb for someone who's never met him. ]

I'll chat with you, no money needed.

[video]

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Oh. People can see him after all. He blinks a couple of time when someone appears on the little screen. And the blinking stops the second when that someone mentions his sister's name. Just like that. Space is endless, the sky is blue and he is related to Sansa.]

Aye. You speak as if you know her. Is she here?

[But Sansa is far away in King's Landing and he should have come for her. She cannot possibly be here. This place is even more far away than Westeros as a whole.]

Is Sansa here?

[video]

[misterprongs]

[ brother, probably. ]

Calm down, she's here. Safe and sound. She's one of my friends.

[ hopefully a brother sansa likes, but robb seems to be protective of her. and james isn't getting a bad vibe. still, he won't tell him precisely what ship she's on just yet. just in case. ]

M'sure she'll reach out as soon as she sees your message.

[video]

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb pulls a bit of a face. He has not seen his sweet sister for such a long time and now he is asked to calm down?]

She cannot be here. If this is your idea of a jape...

[His other words has him shaking the box to see if it can switch to her face somehow. What is she is truly here? What if he could see her again and apologize for never being able to come to her?]

I do not see her. Do you?

video!

[bolder]

[A face pops up on magic box thing, appearing pretty interested.]

Hey, do you know a Bran Stark?

[video]

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[This one seems to be a young girl and it is absolutely fascinating that all these people seem to be stuck inside such a small box.

Yet, when she speaks of Bran he turns pale and he presses his lips onto each other. Bran is dead and it is his fault.]

He was my brother.

[video]

[bolder]

Was? That's harsh.

[A pause, and she shrugs.] Whatever. He'll be happy to see you regardless.

[video]

[summerschild]

Robb!

[Bran is fiddling with the device when the broadcast comes through - attempting to take a video of the fox pup currently sleeping on his lap - and he nearly drops it out of haste and excitement. The grief of the past three weeks is thrown aside. Robb is here. He's here, and alive, and that's his face glowing on the screen and his voice, tinny and distant, coming out of the speakers. Bran feels that he could nearly cry with relief.]

I can see you! I'm here!

[There's snow in his too-long hair and his cheeks are bright with the cold - he's currently down on Arslae, the snow planet, and its white wilderness stretches out behind him. Woken by the noise, the fox pup wakes up and inserts its snout into the picture.]

[video]

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[This is the first one that knows his name right off the bat. Would that mean the show would put it right underneath his face or something like that? But then he realizes who is talking to him.

Did the dead return? Did he die and ended up in some sort of after life? Did the gods answer his prayers? He brings the black box closer to his face and gazes at the image of his dead brother.]

Bran? [His voice is careful and he bites his lower lip for a little moment.] Bran? [Gods, why is he inside the box?] I...I can see you too. [You are dead. The Greatjon told me so.]

Gods be good... I can see you! [And that is when he can feel tears stinging behind his eyes.]

[summerschild]

[The child's nose twitches with the effort of holding back tears, and he blinks hard. He dreamed this might be possible, after Atroma brought in the long-deceased King Robert, but had hadn't dared to hope...]

Are you on the Marsiva? The big ship, with all of the beds?

[It's a logical question, a sensible one, and it gives him time to swallow down everything he wants to say - Sansa said you'd been murdered, she said you and mother were dead, has that happened for you yet? Do you know that pain? He squares his shoulders, trying to seem tall and lordly. The little fox raises its head and noses at the camera lens.]

I'm on Arslae. And Sansa is here, and King Robert, and Tyrion Lannister.

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[ino]

[ There's a pretty blonde girl on the screen now, with a knowing smile on her face. ]

Bran will be happy to see you.

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[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb still blinks at hearing Bran's name. It is still so unreal to know that is brother is here and that there are so many people who know of him.]

I cannot go to him, my lady. The ship does not allow me to leave.

[It does not improve his mood at all.]

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[ino]

It will in a few days. I know it's frustrating for now, but you can at least talk over the communicators until then.

video.

[steeledskin]

[ this is folly and impossibility. more tricks! more japes! more cruel falsehoods, primed to hurt her. but she knows his face and his voice long before he names himself. as much as she wants nothing more than to rush and greet her blood, sansa waits.

she waits and watches while james potter introduces himself. she waits -- quietly observing -- while bran and robb reunite at this distance.

she waits while snowflakes melt in her dark-dyed hair the way they once melted in his before she and father and arya left for the south. and when she can't wait any longer, she whispers: ] Your Grace. [ careful. strained. hurt. ] Robb.

[ king in the north. traitor she may be, but her heart has always raised a banner for him. and all that faith and sorrow culminate in one severe, sad glance from soft blue eyes. ]

video.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb's head hurts from processing so many information. The dead live and there is a Lannister Imp somewhere in this space. And he still hasn't heard from his sweet sister either. Finally he moves to sit against one of the walls in the hallways, one hand moving through his hair as he gazes into the box.

Bran is there but he cannot go to him before he has done a shuffle ritual. He sighs deeply right before Sansa's face appears on the box. So ser James has not been telling cruel japes. He straightens his back when she calls him 'Your Grace'.

Gods, her voice sounds so pained.]

Sansa... [The smile around his lips is a soft, relieved one.] Tell me where you are. I will come for you. [Because he could see her, not? Once again he wipes his eyes.]

video.

[steeledskin]

I am aboard the Huntress. But not for long -- Bran has promised me a place on his ship, as soon as they will have me. [ but with robb here...

with robb here, she wonders whether it will be more appropriate to abdicate her own position within bran's crew, and let her older brother hold that honour instead. her stomach twists and flips, but despite this concern she's still bursting happy to see him.

and to hear him! ]

But I'm afraid you cannot come to us. Not yet. I'm -- I'm sorry. [ she selects each word with care. although she hasn't grown wiser (per se) in her absence, she has at least grown more cautious about the way she speaks. it makes her seem older beyond her years. ]

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[sinuosity]

I can see and hear you. We have all been brought this way, with no concern for what we were doing elsewhere.

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[kingofbadlifechoices]

This box messages many people at the same time, it seems. [He should have had these on the battlefield.] Is there a way back, my lady? I wish to take my siblings and leave this instant.

video;

[sinuosity]

Would that there were one this very instant. Our captors are fickle in this matter.

We are well-met nonetheless. I am Nyssa, daughter of Ra's al Ghul.

video

[resnipstance]

[Robb, meet your first alien. Ahsoka pops up on the screen, and she looks almost human-- if it weren't for the orange skin just slightly a few shades too saturated to be human, the strange white markings on her face and the blue-and-white-striped horns popping out of her head. It could pass for an elaborate costume over a video feed though... perhaps...]

Hey there! [She seems cheery.]

Has everyone answered your questions, or do you still need some answers?

video

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb blinks at this creature’s appearance. He knew men could burn from the sun, but this is a shade of orange is far too orange to blame the sun for. And he is quite sure those are horns.

He cocks his head a little at her question, blinking once again.]

All I wish to know is how I get off this...ship. [He needs to pick up Bran and Sansa and leave for home.] ...My lady. [Her voice is a female one, that is for sure.]

[resnipstance]

Ah. Another one of those, huh? You don't need to "my lady" me. Just call me Ahsoka, and we'll be fine.

You can get off the ship once you're assigned. It usually takes a few days. Until then, find the kitchen, grab something to eat. It's mostly all protein rations so it's not super appetizing, but you won't starve.

Video

[tallasaking]

[By the bloody Seven on fire. First Robert, now Robb. Any moment now Stannis would be blustering his way in here.

Well, at least they were Starks. If there were more Lannisters here they would have a serious problem.]

Yes my lord -- I can see you just fine.

Video

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb had heard of the Imp’s presence but he had no expectations that the other would contact him right away. It would be a matter for another time and another moment. After he is done with wrapping his head around this entire show and what not.]

Likewise. [Unconsciously he rolls his shoulders when he speaks, straightening his back afterwards. He cannot really say that it is good to see him.] I am surprised to see you here, Imp. [No pleasantries either. Robb has no reason to do so.] Did you come with my sister?

Re: Video

[tallasaking]

[Well naturally Tyrion was going to contact Robb directly - he had to know precisely what he was dealing with, with the older Stark brother. That he was alive here, and dead elsewhere did not seem to be much concern to these Lords of Atroma.]

[A faint smirk touched Tyrion's lips - ah, the young wolf was still feeling that kingly itch, was he not?] As I am you, Young Wolf. [He does not say King of the North, for fear that Robert will be lurking about.] No ... I came on my own. Has anyone explained how time works here?