driftfleet | ( #001 )

Who: Hermione Granger and you!
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva, baby
When: From now until shuffle!

[ When she wakes up, the first thing that's obvious to her is that this is not her house; it's nothing like it, and that's more than enough to have her drop her hands to her hip - where, again, there's nothing familiar. The next stop is around her neck and it's obvious that she finds some comfort there, her fingers sliding around a ring before she breathes out and moves to sit up. At least some things are familiar, and she recognises a video feed when she sees it, lifting her free hand to push her hair out of her eyes. ]

Well, this isn't the Drabwurld, is it.

[ She sounds remarkably put out about it, shifting to stand and adjust her weight, her fingers finally dropping away from the ring around her neck. It's only then that she really looks into her feed, wondering if it worked just like the lockets did - and, at the same time, wondering if she ought to be afraid. Considering the number of worlds and things she saw and went through in the Drabwurld, however, she thinks that it'll take a little more than this to put her on edge, even without her weapons. ]

I don't suppose anyone here has heard of Nimh Gleanne? Leathann? ... Anything like that?

[ There's a kind of awkward hopefulness in her voice as she tries to smile, the scar on her cheek shifting with her lips. ]

Anyone?

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Oh, that's - that's amazing. [ And it's obvious that she means it, too. What else is obvious is the way her fingers lift, wrapping around a pendant that settles about her neck; the charm on it is in the shape of a wolf, the kind that Sansa might well remember. ] I had a brother with me in the Drabwurld, too. His name was Nico - he was so young but he was so brave, too.

[ she thinks on bran. young but brave. ]

Apologies, my lady. I cannot say I've known anyone by that name, here.

[ apologies that you may be alone. ]

It's okay. I didn't expect him to be here - he went home, I think, back to his own world.

[ It wasn't okay at the time; she had been miserable, for longer than she would be willing to admit. Knowing that Nico was happy, though, and safe, with friends that loved him... That was more important and she realises that. ]

Family means you're happy they're safe, even if they're away from you, right?

Yes, my lady. You speak the truth.

[ but inside all she wonders is whether you can be certain your kin is safe when you can't see them with your own eyes. can't feel them with your own hands. what if death awaits them when you're not there? ]

I do my best.

[ And she means that, too. She had been honest with Sansa and a part of her is sad they never had the chance to get closer in the Drabwurld - but they have this, here. Maybe she can use this time to get to know the girl behind the Lady. ]

I'd like to think so, at least.

[ she's been kind. oddly -- more welcoming, perhaps, than sansa has been. and so she aims to repay her kindness with the only honesty she can muster: ] The fleet is not a terrible place. Not truly. Most people are good and helpful. If you require anything, they will do what they can for you.

[ they. not i. ]

[ Hermione welcomes her honesty, knowing that the kindness and courtesies that she had been given when Sansa had been in the Drabwurld stemmed more form her place as lady than anything else. She holds on to it now, breathing out and closing her eyes, wondering about what her future here will bring and if they will ever come as close as they were there. ]

I appreciate it. I'm used to finding kindnesses from other people - and hopefully one day I can do the same in return.

If you need anything -- [ a soft pause. ] Talk to Ser Allen Walker. He is helpful. And, I think, worth trusting. As is James Potter. They are good souls; they will help you when you need help.

[ she does not include herself in the list. ]

[ Hermione isn't offended in the least. She understands, and she accepts that Sansa is Sansa. ]

Allen Walker, got it. [ A pause, then - ] I think James might be from my world.

-- Is he? [ her expression brightens by degrees. she likes james; he has been a source of much entertainment and support. ] James Potter of House Gryffindor?

[ one of the few lions worth consideration, she believes. ]

Of House - Oh! [ Hermione fights her laughter, beaming. ] That's the one. I suppose that would make me Hermione Granger of House Gryffindor, wouldn't it? [ The next part is said quietly, under her breath. ] Much better than Marchioness...

[ oh! well, then. sansa spares the new arrival a small smile. she isn't fool enough to believe that hogwarts houses work as the great houses of westeros work -- but the association is good enough to earn lady hermione a sliver of warmer consideration. ]

He has many fine things to say of your house.

Well, he should! There's nothing wrong with Gryffindor save the boys being prats half the time and some big-headedness that never seems to go away. [ She motions down at her own red and scarlet outfit. ] It follows me no matter where I go.

-- Do you know Remus, as well? [ a little jittery. happy, almost. these people have become allies, if not friends. ]

[ It's obvious just how fond Hermione is - everything about her softens at the mention of his name. ]

He's one of the best friends I've ever had in my entire life.

[ well, this is a fine start. ]

Then I am doubly pleased to meet you, Lady Hermione. Both James and Remus have been uncommonly good to me.

I can only imagine they would be. Both of them are incredible, aren't they?

[ And she is thrilled to hear it, that they're doing well and making friends - she's so glad. ]

-- I'd never seen magic before I met them. There are stories, of course. But...[ life's not a song, sweetling. ] But no one really believes them.

I could show you some of mine, one day? If you wanted?

I'd -- I'd like that an awful lot. Contact me when you've been assigned a ship, mayhaps?

[ this is the first time she's boldly offered that someone else should seek her out at a later date. a stranger, at least. ]

Of course, absolutely! It'll be the first thing I do... After I make my bed.

[ Look, Sansa, she's funny. ]

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