driftfleet

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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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.

[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?

[ 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.

[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?

[ oh boy. ]

Hey -- quit shaking it, it took me a bit to figure out how to use everything too. I haven't got any of this in my world either, but you're only going to see her on that thing if she's connected to the network. She might not be right now.

But she's fine, I swear on it. -- I'm James Potter. On board the Paisley, on most days. We're on a planet right now, so you'll be able to meet up with her sooner than most people.

[Robb mutters softly while shaking.]

This is folly.

[After more grumbling he appears on the box again.]

Tell her to do that then. Connect to this net work so she can enter the box. Then I can ask her that in person. [A planet. Robb nods to himself. A world that floats in space.] Aye, tell me how I can get to that planet then, ser James. [He knows he sounds curt as he speaks but seeing his sweet sister is so very important right now.]

[ james is sympathetic; while he's an only child he's sure he'd act the same if sirius or lily or peter showed up. he surely acted the same when remus did. ]

-- you should be able to just leave the ship that you're on. We're docked -- it's a bit cold out, though, be warned. -- and just James is fine.

I'll try texting her.

I am of the North, cold is no stranger to me. Tell me how I can get outside.

[Robb says in his most firm voice while he knows he does not have his thick cloak on him. Just the one he wore at his uncle's wedding and that one is most just for...well...completing his outfit.]

What is that? Texting?

[ ah, right, sansa and her snow. ]

Texting's sending notes -- here, let me show you.

[ and in a moment, robb gets a text!! ]

Like this.

[But he hasn’t answered Robb’s question at all. How does he get outside? It is important that he gets off this ship as soon as possible.]

Very well.

[Robb fidgets with the box for a moment and James receives a text back.]

i ne ed to get uotside

[More difficult than writing with a quill.]

[ oh boy. james feels your pain, bro. ]

It takes a bit to get used to it.

[ and james switches back to vide, to spare robb. ]

There's transporters down to the surface -- I'd come over and show you, but I can't quite get on the Marsiva. You should be able to find them pretty quickly -- Sansa'll meet up with you there, I'm sure.

[Gods, finally an answer he can use. Robb rises to his feet and nods.]

My thanks. [He looks a little more relieved now, hoping to see Sansa soon.] What if I show you where I am, are you able to lead me there? I can try and find a map if you will it. Can you tell Sansa to wait for me?

[It is clear that Robb starts to walk around again and that that walking slowly changes into running.]

I'll tell her rightaway. And sure, I'll help the best I can.

[ -- until robb starts running, but he looks like he's heading in the general right direction, judging from what he remembers of the marsiva. ]

My thanks.

[Robb is a fast runner. He always has been. And at the prospect of seeing Sansa soon he races through the hallways, ignoring whatever the mechanical people have to tell him.]

Am I close! Ser! [He shows James his surroundings.] Have you spoken to Sansa?

Texting her now, give me a minute -- trust me, she's not going anywhere.

[ james is positive sansa has probably already figured out how to be on her way ]

Hang a left, by the way.

[Problem is that Robb does not entirely believe that. Seeing is believing.]

No, speak to her. Do not send her texts.

[Or maybe he should. Or maybe he should do both. To keep her where she is.]

Left. Aye. [At the other's words he takes the hallway left of him, running down some stairs afterwards.]

Calm down, mate, she knows how to use it -- slow down, slow down. See that passage? Take the shuttles. You'll be brought down to the surface.

[Well, Sansa could read and write.]

Aye...of course. [He turns right into that passage and stops for a moment.] Those are called shuttles? Is it safe? [Because that looks...quite unsafe. And he can't help muttering a soft...]

Why don't they have horses here.

We stopped at a station awhile back where they had horses, but you're out of luck for the most part, mate. The shuttles are safe, I promise.

[ james wouldn't steer robb wrong ]

[Barely no horses in space, very well...]

Can I open these doors? There is no doorknob? How can I get inside? Or is it one of those self-moving...creatures again?

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