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Bran Stark ([personal profile] summerschild) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2016-01-22 11:26 am

mingle part deux

Who: Blue Fishes (and visitors)
Broadcast: Nah
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: January 22nd and beyond

[We've seen Blendergate 2K16, and now it's time for... AZULAGATE. And all means of other shenanigans.]
steeledskin: ( positive/neutral: stoic, peaceful ) (# you're a lilly-livered giver)

B, sometime after they've docked at the station.

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-01-29 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ sansa stark refuses to disembark without an escort. and, as such, she spends a lot of her time on board the blue fish -- wondering about the station just beyond the bay doors, but never quite brave enough to step outside without someone else. her brothers, preferably.

so she's become a familiar face in the corridors and in the kitchen. although sansa smiles and bobs her head and curtsies when she sees jilly, she's never really spoken to new woman. indeed, sansa risks appearing aloof with how quiet she's been. she eats the food that jilly prepares and always finishes her plate and always thanks her quietly. but, before day, she's been more a stranger than a fleet-mate.

sansa knows how to do one thing will in the blue fish's kitchen: she can make tea. currently, she's stirring honey into her cup when jilly arrives. sansa knows her name; she's heard the other people say it. ]


A-are you here to cook? [ sansa cradles her mug in two hands. ] I should be out from under your feet very soon. I promise.
theoniongirl: (A genuine smile)

[personal profile] theoniongirl 2016-01-31 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Jilly was curious...always curious. But she wasn't one to pry. So rather than stop her more distant crew mate, she returned her polite nods with a nod and smile of her own and let her go about her way. Now, though, she is quick to shake her head as she sets her bundle of papers and pencils down on the galley table]

You're not under my feet at all. You don't have to rush anywhere, unless you want to. Cooking is more fun with company, anyway. [and more hazardous, but it had been a week since she managed to scorch the bottom of a large pot of sauce, and that had still been edible. Mostly.]

[flipping through the stack she'd brought, she finds the paper she's looking for and moves it to the top of the pile. It has been torn from a sketchbook, considering its lack of lines, and it seems to be a collection of handwritten recipes, surrounded by little sketches] I'm Jilly, by the way. I don't think we've really had the chance to talk.
steeledskin: (# once i thought i'd like to be)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-01-31 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
Sansa. [ by now, she'd learned how to keep her voice from trembling when called upon to speak her own name. once upon a time, it had been a forbidden sort of word. a secret -- and one most perilously hidden in the snow-filled heart of the vale of arryn. but being pulled here (and being brought back into her brothers' company) has awoken a fresh pride in her heart. on certain occasions, such as this one, she can even manage her family name as well: ] Stark.

[ she curtsies. jilly sounds like a common name, but there are fewer distinctions between high-born and common aboard these ships. it leaves sansa feeling dizzyingly out of touch, but ever since learning that zuko was (indeed) a prince she'd opted to treat everyone as if they might be someone terribly important. ]

I hope -- [ a small frown. she begins again. ] I hope the Blue Fish is to your liking.
theoniongirl: (A drink and a meal...)

[personal profile] theoniongirl 2016-01-31 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
It's nice to meet you.

[she doesn't miss that slight hesitation as she gives her name, and she doesn't question it. As she'd said to Tyrion, names were powerful things. Important things. Sometimes even dangerous things. She knew that as well as anyone.]

It is. The Marsiva was...awe-inspiring [she still wishes she could have had a proper sketchpad and tools with her while she'd been able to sit in the viewing bay. She'd been trying to capture even a little of the feeling from memory, since she'd been shuffled, but it was like trying to drink water from cupped hands--it just kept slipping from her grasp.] but I like this better. It feels more...like a community, I guess.
steeledskin: ( positive/neutral: stoic, peaceful ) (# you're a lilly-livered giver)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-01-31 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Like a family.

[ these words are not sansa's. she repeats them -- echoes them, because borrowing someone else's is easier than trying to locate her own. as it stands, sansa isn't prepared to accept the whole crew as her kin. she may never be able to do so. but a sizable portion of her family is aboard, at least. ]
theoniongirl: (Looking Up)

[personal profile] theoniongirl 2016-01-31 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
[she smiles] I'm a bit new to be adopted into families, probably, but everyone's been very nice. And excited. Especially Sokka. [she doesn't quite laugh, but there's a hint of it at the end of her statement. It's not everyday she gets the air hugged out of her by a stranger for being able to cook]

Has it been okay for you, here?

[recipe located, she sets it on one of the counter tops and begins collecting ingredients]
steeledskin: (# i'm doing everything i can)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-01-31 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ she nods -- and permits a trickle of fondness in her expression. sansa quite likes sokka, despite his wayward thoughts about leadership and about whose voices mattered most. he continually pressures her to have a say in things. and she doesn't know how to handle that much responsibility. not without fear of retribution.

but as to jilly's question: ]
More than, my lady. [ she doesn't drink from her tea. but she does inhale a noseful of its scent. ] I have actual family on the Blue Fish. It helps.
theoniongirl: (A drink and a meal...)

[personal profile] theoniongirl 2016-02-05 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Family could be a complicated thing--something she knew well even without the disruption caused by Azula's show arrival to the fleet--but there's no mistaking that fond hint of...almost pride...in Sansa's voice, however tempered. It was the way Jilly might speak of Geordie, Sophie, or Wendy if they found themselves here.]

That's wonderful. Sokka had said it happens sometimes, but there didn't seem to be any pattern to follow.

[it's not a particularly pleasant thought to Jilly, but for the moment she can be grateful that it doesn't only bring the unwelcome elements from peoples' homes]
steeledskin: (# and another one bites the dust)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-02-05 12:44 pm (UTC)(link)
No pattern at all. I have two brothers aboard: Bran and Robb, should you meet them. They are good and kind. I promise. But our other siblings haven't come at all, and I can't begin to understand why.

[ why us? ]
theoniongirl: (Don't interrupt me)

[personal profile] theoniongirl 2016-02-05 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[The motions for beginning the recipe are easy, but that's not necessarily why she starts cooking then. She'd seen Sansa around the ship, little glimpses as they both went about their days, and from what little she'd seen, Sansa made her think of a bird...a finch, maybe. Graceful and quiet, Jilly had yet to see Sansa settle anywhere public for long, and even her greeting when the artist had arrived had been a promise to flee. Whether it was from shyness or simply introversion, Jilly didn't want to force her to leave the comfort of the galley kitchen if she didn't want to.

So the artist focused her visible attention on her task, gathering supplies and beginning the evening's meal as she listened.]


Do you have a lot more siblings who still aren't here?
steeledskin: (# of all you've left behind)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-02-06 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
-- Three more. [ her answer carries the odd hesitation of someone who isn't necessarily accustomed to giving it. ever since losing so much, her answer has changed to include jon snow. and ever since she'd refashioned herself as alayne stone before arriving in the fleet, she'd learned how to be an entirely different person. ]

A sister, too. And another brother. As well as my half-brother.
theoniongirl: (A ready ear)

[personal profile] theoniongirl 2016-02-08 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Enough to crew a whole ship on your own. [she says it lightly. It's not much of substance, both because of that hesitation she hears in Sansa's voice and also her own experience with how complicated "family" could be.

There's family she would love to see here. Geordie. Wendy. Sophie. Angel. Lou. Joe.

But her blood...? That was something else altogether.

So she lets Sansa take the lead, to talk about them or let the subject lie.]
steeledskin: (# and i move fast)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-02-08 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes. Exactly so.

[ what else can she say? it isn't fair to lay upon the new cook how that 'crew' of kin are all thought dead, or known dead, or were missing. to westeros, she is the remaining heir to winterfell. and even she is hidden away. disguised. if they crewed a ship, then their ship has faltered. their name besmirched and their home claimed by enemies.

not knowing what she does, sansa tries to push the subject off her family: ]
And you, Lady Jilly? Have you got a big family?