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[partialities]

Who: margaery tyrell.
Broadcast: fleet wide.
Action: Marsiva ; hospitality deck
When: current

[ the girl who sits in front of the camera seems as if she is quite well-versed in this manner of communication. if she had spent precious time watching others from afar before trying her hand at it as to not look foolish, it does not show. the only hint of how foreign she is to this setting is her manner of dress but give it a few seconds and you might start thinking this is somehow natural, too.

after all, she does seem very comfortable. Margaery's smile is sweet and bright, her hair is flowing down her shoulders and a few roses are placed neatly in her lap, almost a portrait-worthy moment before she speaks. ]

If I am not entirely mistaken, these are our best chance of speaking to one another. I did not wish to appear ill-mannered in failing to introduce myself.

[ to her fellow hostages and to the audience watching. she made certain to appear especially lovely for this. if they love you from the first moment, they shall be yours forever if you mind your step. ]

I am Margaery of House Tyrell; some of you I had the pleasure of meeting already and as for the rest, I am eager to speak to you as soon as it pleases you. I understand we are to spend quite some time together and it would please me to know each and every one of you. I am certain you have fascinating tales to tell of your time here or where you come from; if you ever wish to share, I shall be honored to provide company. I know little of such vessels and adventures but I am keen to learn all that I may.

[ and win whatever game this is. she dips her chin, a humble gesture. ]

For now, I hope I am welcome among you and dearly hope this finds you well.

Comments

[percolates]

It runs in the family, light hair. Mine's just a tad lighter.

[Ashen blonde, when she was younger, but whiter with age and unfortunate experience. And she mostly certainly spoke to a Targaryen precisely because of her hair.]

My name is Ciri. It's nice to meet you Lady Margaery.

[partialities]

There were those in my realm that were said to have such hair color. There were days when I wished such color for myself.

[ the Targaryen girl is certainly interesting. margaery does not hurry to doubt her claim to be exactly who she is and her presence, as well as that of robb stark makes for a different game altogether than the one played in king's landing.

she will adjust, she always does but it certainly requires more careful steps on her part. ]

If I am to call you Ciri, I insist that you shall call me simply Margaery.

[percolates]

There seem to be a fair number of people here with hair like mine. It's strange to see.

[Not stranger than space, of course. It's just odd to see so many heads of a similar color.]

Margaery, then. I suppose formalities are a little silly, here.

[partialities]

Is your family the only one with such a pretty color in your realm?

[ it would make sense, the same rule applies to house Targaryen, after all. the one reason they managed to keep the hair color from disappearing was to marry their kin.

she almost has to wonder if it's the same for this lady. ]

Yes, there seems to be little reason to hold onto them. Here we are all the same, are we not? there is something very sweet about the concept.

[percolates]

No, but it is rare. [Funnily enough, her adoptive father has the same white hair--they call him the White Wolf. But his came about in entirely different circumstances. Fate likes to keep them similar, with white hairs and matching scars.]

It is, though I admit I'm surprised--if it's a noble house you're from, it's rare to find someone who would be excited to be amongst the rest.

[partialities]

It was always my opinion that the nobility and the smallfolk are not so different from one another, we are all people, are we not? the only matter that stands between us is our circumstances of birth. One of my greatest devotions is trying to help those who might need it.

[ something that was not happily accepted in king's landing but it won margaery the love of the people ]

It is my understanding that everyone are from different realms here and if they are, I have little reason to insist on keeping my title.

[percolates]

You're an intelligent woman, Margaery. The world--any world--would be a better place if all nobility took after your example.

[partialities]

You are much too kind to me, Ciri. I am only six-and-ten, there is still much I ought to learn from others.

[ a pause ]

At times, however, they would consider me much too young and naive, thinking the way I do.

[percolates]

That's old enough to know plenty. One is never too young to understand kindness. It has nothing to do with being naive.

[partialities]

[ she bows her head. ]

You are good to encourage me. At times, the older ladies at my realm think they know best.

[ an old lady in gold hair and lannister red comes to mind ]

but surely, even those of us who are younger ought to be heard. Mayhaps we may help one another to become better rulers.

[percolates]

That you're so open-minded is already a step in the right direction, Margaery.

[partialities]

You have my thanks for those words.

[ she dips her chin, bows her head ]

I pray I shall be worthy of them.