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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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[Robb nods at her first words. All these ships have names and then there is this planet as well. Normally he is quite able to tie loose ends together but this is one big knot of information he is not able to untangle. The thing he does know is that he wants to see his siblings. Not tomorrow, not after a while, but now. ]

That will not do. [He shakes his head in a stubborn way as he gets up, his fingers tightening around the device.] They cannot keep me here against my will. I have not seen you for so long.

Mother will be so happy to know you are well. [Because everywhere is better than King's Landing in the clutches of those bloody Lannisters. And he does not dare to hope for the Kingslayer to get her back.]

[ sansa's mouth turns downwards. she's talking with a ghost, and that ghost is hailing other ghosts in turn. robb -- and their mother -- died at the twins. the details had been so abhorrent to her that she did not care to learn them. and yet, today, she still feels as if she knows too much.

and how much does my brother know? she asks -- silent, and worried.

quiet and verging on tears: ] I-is Mother here as well? [ oh, she prays, please let it be so. ]

[Robb wonders if he has said something wrong by that. Even though the image of her is not entirely clear at some times she seems to look upset. Especially after he has mentioned their mother.]

I do not know, Sansa. But Bran is here. And King Robert is here as well, is he not? [He tries to sound chipper, hopeful.] Mayhaps our mother is here too and if not I will let her know... [No, scratch that.] ...I will take you back with me to her if she is not here.

[He might be here, being a part of some show, but it does not mean the war he is fighting will be forgotten.]

I promise I will. [And this is a promise he will keep.]

[ of course, their lady mother is not here. how stupid of her to think so. her jaw is tight. she wills herself to feel warmed and bolstered by her brother's promises, but she's left cold. words are wind -- and these are the vows of a brother whose death is better documented than bran's had been. there will be no final hour reprieve from robb stark's demise.

sansa breathes deep, and tamps down on her tears. she will not cry. not until she can bury those tears on her brother's shoulder. ] For now, I'm only happy you're here. Thank the Gods.

[ she hates to lie to him -- so it's not a whole lie. she is exalting in his existence. but happiness is a distant thing. ]

Edited 2015-12-22 22:09 (UTC)

[Robb had hoped on a better response, one that would prove that Sansa held that hope as well. But maybe the Lannister Queen had taken all that hope away, telling her lies and what not. Maybe the woman would have gone so far to tell Sansa that he has fallen ill or that his injury at the Crag has been fatal.

Have they treated her well? Has she been hurt? Is Arya still there?]

I am happy as well. [He nods while smiling broadly.] Can I see you somewhere? If only from afar? I do not like to peer into this box. [Maybe he could break the large window at the front of the ship and defy space to get to her.]

Please remain hopeful. I will come for you.

[ his smile is like blueberries and cream: sweet, and palatable. and she is hungry for it, craving it all the more for the small glimpses she gets now.

in a measured tone: ] There is a planet -- with snow, Robb. [ she holds up her device and it shows a half-built snow castle in the background. her day's work. ] But I do not know whether the Lords of Atroma will let you leave the Marsiva, yet, and visit it alongside us.

I wish they would.

[The sight of her pains him and cheers him up at the same time. As if someone has taken all the ground underneath him but left a couple of small stones to step on instead.]

Aye...they have spoken of it. [He sees the snow and the castle she has built. Briefly he wonders if it is Winterfell.] I am well, why wouldn't they? [It is hard not to talk in a frustrated way. It has been a year since he has last seen her and the ideas that some lords refuse to let him leave this ship angers him more and more with every step he makes.]

You cannot...? [Robb swallows the rest of the words away. It would be folly to ask his sister to get off a planet far away. He has to wait, not? Just be patient.]

Tell me more of this world, Sansa. Or this...this show. [He finally settles in front of the large window and pulls his knees up.] What has happened to you while I was away?

[ so many questions. too many questions. her throat is tight, but she swallows her initial deflection. how, she wonders, can she answer without hinting at the sorrows befalling their family?

sansa's breath mists on the cold planet air. her expression is pinched. ]

It's beautiful. The world -- the one we've stopped at, visiting. [ a little sniffle. the onset of a cold. ] Many have gone hunting through its wilds.

[ she avoids the harder questions. ]

Edited 2015-12-26 02:23 (UTC)

[Robb just gazes into the black box as she speaks. There is more to her words, there has to. A lot of time has passed and the gods only know what her captors might’ve done to her. It would be unlike the Lannisters to let her live without consequences.]

The snow planet. [He nods.] Grey Wind would like to be there. Hunting. [But he had to chain his direwolf, lord Frey did not allow him into the hall. But then again, isn’t it odd to take a direwolf to a wedding?] If I had my hawk as well…hah…we’d be unbeatable. [And if he had his lord father at his side.]

What have you built? I saw a castle just yet…

[ hawking -- but wouldn't that be lovely? if robb were down here, on the planet, he might have been in a position to arrange such a thing for her. as it is, she is nearly on her own. and she does not know how to perfectly interact with the others in the fleet.

but conversation moves on, and sansa's head turns to look at the miniature building-site behind her shoulder. ] I hope it will be the Eyrie. Eventually.

[Robb had expected to hear Winterfell and he raises both eyebrows when she mentions the Eyrie. The Eyrie! He has been there once, if he is correct. When he was but a boy. All he can remember is that it was large and high. Did Sansa ever go there?]

Why the Eyrie? [The Eyrie? That makes no sense. They take no part in the war and they would never seek an alliance with house Lannister. Did the Imp, as her lord husband, form an alliance in Robb’s absence? He frowns and shakes his head, that would be folly.] Is that where they have taken you? Have you escaped?

[For a moment something bright and hopeful is visible on his face.]

[ her cheeks puff. consternation -- and concern -- rattle her features. lying to her brother (to either brother!) is no easy task. but if it's a lie that's kindly said... ]

Yes. I have. [ escaped -- only to find herself in a fresh kind of cage. ] I am where the Crown cannot reach me. I promise.

[Robb looks relieved when she says that. The Eyrie, I should ask for their alliance.]

You do not have to promise me anything, Sansa. I am glad you escaped. You are safe there. [He pauses.] Who has taken you there?

[That is very important to know.]

[ -- oh, had he been anyone else! sansa would have lied. she would have lied through her teeth and smile and told him any other name. some cracked and hurting part of her heart wanted only to protect petyr, even from her kin. he won't understand...

but it's robb. and she will not lie to him -- not now, not after so much. but she does fail to meet the broadcast's 'eye'. and her bottom lip seems to tremble. ]

Lord Baelish. Lord Baelish brought me out, Robb. And he keeps me safe.

[Sansa isn't looking straight at him when she speaks. In a way he finds that more alarming than it might be to others. The name Baelish rings a bell. His lady mother knew him. And if they talked of him the words weren't always kind.]

Why? [There had to be a reason. Robb did not believe in random kindness. To hold the sister of the king in the north would give a man, any man, a considerable lot of power.] Why did he help you escape?

[The tone of his voice is a bit wary now.]

[ the whys and wherefores are difficult even for her to accurately pinpoint. there is joffrey's murder, of course, and her part in it -- but petyr never had to tell her so. and there are the plans to be hatched concerning harry the heir, but she's not prepared to regale her brother with so much detail.

instead, and in an effort to down-play her knowledge of the whole caper: ] He loved our mother, once. Most dearly. And found himself married to our aunt. Perhaps Lady Lysa saw fit to demand it of him.

[ her tummy roils with such lies. but if she tells him anything, it should be in person. face to face. ]

[From what he knows Aunt Lysa is not the most stabile woman in the seven kingdoms. Would she truly order her new lord husband to go and fetch a niece she hardly knows from the realm's capital?

Still, he leaves it for now.]

It is good that she has found a new husband. And it is kind of him to come for you.

[Other questions would come later, when he could actually wrap his arms around her.]

[ soft: ] I have been fortunate in his friendship.

[ -- but now she knows she's said too much. what if others were listening? lord tyrion, for example. she needn't give the imp any more clues as to what transpired in the wake of his arrest.

she shifts topics: ] And what of the King in the North? [ a hesitant smile. ] What great things was my brother doing before the Atroma brought him here?

[Something is fishy about this. So very, very fishy. But he does not mention it. Mayhaps he should ask his lady mother upon his return.]

Aye, I am sure you are.

[Well, Robb wasn't doing many great things. He was hastily trying to mend his alliance with the Freys, having convinced his uncle to wed the lady Roslin. But even he could sense that the atmosphere in Lord Walder's great hall was changing for the worst.]

I have been at the Twins. Uncle Edmure got married to the lady Roslin Frey. [The girl that was betrothed to him.] After that we would march for Deepwood Motte.

[ he is on the cusp of tragedy, then. sansa's breath hitches -- and she must bend all her willpower to bear upon not begging her brother to immediately vacate the twins. alliances be damned, that is a poisoned well and it will ruin their family. ruin his just war. ]

-- And what of our Lady Mother?

[Robb barely notices how her breath hitches at the information he gives her.]

She would return to Riverrun together with uncle Edmure’s new wife. [His mother would probably want to march with him but he cannot allow that. It is better that she makes Roslin feel at home.] You should not worry, I am not planning to lose at Deepwood Motte.

Of course. [ she aches. ] I heard of every victory you ever won, dear brother. And I celebrated each in silence.

[ she prayed for them, despite the pain visited upon her for lannister defeats. each new bruise spoke to her brother's achievements. but now he's dead.

dead but here. ]

[The smile on his face is extremely small. Victories. A confusing mess, that is what it was. Yet it is not he can ever show to the lords who still stand at his side.]

I take it the Lannisters did not allow you much celebration. [They might even... no he does not want to think about such a thing.] I would have liked to see their faces. [Tywin probably would’ve laughed since Edmure allowed him to return to King’s Landing in time.]

Has the Kingslayer arrived?

[Probably not, his mother was a bit of a fool to trust that man.]

No -- or, yes. But I was already gone from the city.

[ she didn't hear of ser jaime's return until she'd been well-settled in the vale, and news began to trickle back to lord baelish about the city and its going's-on. ]

[He did? He truly did? To hold his word? Robb does not believe that and pulls a bit of a face.]

Of course he arrives after you have left. Our lady mother has been a fool to trust a dishonourable man like him.

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