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[nedstarksbastard]

Who: Jon Snow and you!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide video, whoops.
Action: Marsiva
When: Present.

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[He doesn't feel the fourth knife go in, the cold and the dark already rushing in to claim him. He's not expecting to open his eyes again--he's not really expecting much of anything at all--which makes it a shock when he does. Enough of one, in fact, that the very first thing he does is fall off his cot.

That'll make a great impression on any viewers watching. But right now, Jon Snow doesn't care about that, doesn't know about that, he's looking down at himself in shock--he was stabbed, he remembers that, he remembers the dagger in his belly and in his back and the cold, it had been so cold, but now he's here and it's as though they never were.

He's breathing again. That's--That's also unexpected. Calm down, Snow. You're lucky enough to breathe again.]

Ghost? [It takes him a moment to remember that, right--he left Ghost behind. It feels as if a part of him's been cut off from him, leaving the rest of him adrift and confused. He breathes in, out. All right, he's breathing. He'll deal with the rest of the panic and the rage later, and that growing feeling of being watched, for now he staggers to his feet, clearly still a little dazed, and looks around.] Where am I?

[This is more of a muttered question to himself, rather than one posed to the network, because then he stands up, clearly resolved to do some exploring.]

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[passingthrough]

[She watches him, realizing he probably doesn't know he's being recorded, but as there's not much to pass the time, she responds to his question.]

The Marsiva. It's a ship.

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[nedstarksbastard]

[Holy shit--okay, you know what, he can roll with this, he's. He's rolled with worse, and why not, he's just woken up on what's apparently a ship and there is a woman talking to him through--whatever this is.

It's all fine.]

It's not like any ship I've ever seen, then. [His tone is carefully guarded, though, and he's tensed up to answer.] I've no memory of boarding it, nor of even asking for a ship. And certainly not one like the Marsiva.

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[summerschild]

Jon!

[The shout coming from the communicator is urgent and excited, loud enough to make the tiny speakers go static for a moment. It's been more than a year since Bran's heard that voice, and he's suddenly desperate to get to the Marsiva by any means possible - an unfortunate impossibility.

Finally, one by one, after so many months alone, Atroma is making his wish come true.]

Jon, can you hear me? Jon!

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[nedstarksbastard]

[After a talk with Kitty, Jon's a bit less fumbly with his communicator, but--he knows that voice. He knows that face, and for a moment he's stunned, before he fumbles again.]

Bran? Yes, I can hear you, how--how are you here? [How are you not dead--]

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[moonofmylife]

[How many more lost souls could the fleet hold? A question for another time and perhaps for someone who could answer her better than this one. All the same she can't help but laugh a bit at how graceful he is - or lack there of. Dany might not be wearing her well made gown, trading it for the standard issue clothes they are given upon arrival to the ship they are spirited away to, but the white-blonde hair and violet eyes were unmistakable to anyone familiar with Westerosi history.]

I don't believe any of us are ghosts.

[She misunderstands, unfortunately, not knowing what he's calling for.]

I expect someone has answered your questions by now? Or perhaps you have more?

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[nedstarksbastard]

I wasn't speaking to you, my lady. [Yeah, that's a Targaryen. Jon's heard enough stories about them that he's more than a little wary of speaking to this one, but at the same time there's a little awe there as well. All he knows about them, after all, are stories.] It was a slip of the tongue, that's all.

Someone's answered most of them, but aye, I've a few more to ask.

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[reek]

[ Theon watches Jon for a moment. He looks older and Theon remembers, and there's shock on his face that he can't recall seeing before. It almost, almost makes him reconsider his response: ]

You're just as stupid as ever, Snow.

[ But you know, he doesn't feel too bad about it. ]

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[nedstarksbastard]

[Oh.

It's Theon.]

And you're just as much of an ass as ever, Greyjoy.

[Real mature, you two.]

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[percolates]

[His graceful exit from his cot makes Ciri laugh a little, but then to see him so out of sorts makes her reel in her amusement.]

You're no ghost. [Is that what he meant? Who knows.] Are you all right? That was an impressive tumble.

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[nedstarksbastard]

I'm well aware of that now, it was just--a slip of the tongue. [It's not even a lie, it's just--not the whole truth. He's still wary of most people he's talking to, but at least he's talking to them.] Aye, I'm fine, save my pride.

[Why'd people have to see that, jeez, now he'll never get any street cred.]

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[combatready]

[ Somewhere behind Jon, a girl in her mid-teens with red hair and bright green eyes smiles. ] Don't worry, I did the exact same thing when I woke up here.

Welcome to the Marsiva.

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[nedstarksbastard]

[He's managed to calm down a little more since waking up, so the girl doesn't quite shock him as much as she would've had she talked to him earlier. He turns.]

That's a small comfort. [His tone is dry as dust, and he's still a little wary, as if he isn't willing to trust someone right off the bat, but he does give a small, wry smile.] It doesn't seem a very welcoming place to me.

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[resnipstance]

[Most people's first broadcast is always a little lost and confused, but this guy looks worse-off than most. She takes in his appearance-- the style of clothing is the same kind of old-world fashion that Sansa or Robb might be seen in. She makes a decision, then-- for once, she decides to send her transmission via the voice-link, instead of video. The poor guy looks disoriented enough without being surprised by an an alien species upon first waking up somewhere strange.

When she speaks, her voice conveys genuine concern.]

... Are you all right?

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[nedstarksbastard]

[It's thoughtful of Ahsoka, even if by now Jon's calmed down enough that he barely jumps when he hears her voice. Still, all the concern in the world wouldn't lower Jon's walls (ha) even a little bit, so when he answers, he's carefully guarded.]

Aye, I'm fine. I've had worse. [Most recently, being stabbed.]

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[steeledskin]

[ -- once upon a time, she might have laughed. but once upon a time she'd been the laughing sort. but now she feels more choked up than anything else, with fresh tears threatening to fall. brothers are coming out of the woodwork, it seems, and sansa feels a flush of security in her blood. here is jon snow, lord commander at the wall. her heart beats quick with a fresh pride she'd never quite felt before.

oh, she missed him in particular. his is an absence she'd never expected to feel so keenly. ]

Jon. [ she can't bring herself to smile -- not yet, not until he's standing in front of her. how long does it take? seven days, nearly. she'll have to be patient. for now, heartfelt blue eyes stare at him from beneath well-kept hair. it's only half the colour he remembers: copper roots showing above an obvious line of dark black dye. she wears it with shame. ] Jon, it's -- [ me. ] How good it is to see you.

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[nedstarksbastard]

[Jon likes to think he's grown used enough to this device that it barely even startles him anymore, but the sight of Sansa on the screen has him fumbling with it again to answer. He's stunned--she looks so different from how he knew her, and not just the hair. (Lady Lannister, Stannis had named her, but Jon could only see his sister, brushing Lady's coat.)

It takes him a moment to answer, stunned as he is. Bran had said she was here, and Robb as well, but knowing is different from seeing for himself.]

Sansa. [What happened, you changed your hair, how did you come here, are you all right--] It's good to see you too, I--you look well. [Hair aside.]

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[kingofbadlifechoices]

[At first he cannot entirely believe what he is seeing on the other end of his communicator. Of course, he always hoped for a brother or a sister to appear, but hope proved to be a rather fragile thing.

First he found Bran and Sansa back and now Jon. Jon!]

Jon! Jon!

[Robb is not entirely aware of how loud he is shouting into the black box, smiling broadly.]

Is that really you?!

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[nedstarksbastard]

[bro bro bRO BRO CALM DOWN.

By which we mean, Jon's just going to lean away a little, gods that's loud. But he's grinning too, for once in his life really, genuinely happy. If a little shocked on top of that, but he's not going to say why.]

Aye, it's me. [Why can't he hug you he wants to hug you.] I could ask you the same thing--gods, Robb, [I missed you I wanted to go to you I almost deserted for you] you look--better than I thought you would. [Which is dead.]

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[alwayscomeback]

[Anything that gets the Starks replying to something with any degree of happiness is enough for Sokka to pay attention. And as the Starks do seem happy, it's with a warm smile that he greets Jon. ]

Hi there. Seems the Starks know you. The name's Sokka. Welcome to the Fleet.

...No ghosts, either.

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[nedstarksbastard]

I'm Jon Snow. [Bastard of Winterfell, Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, all that jazz, but that's a mouthful, so he just goes with:] I'm their brother. [A breath, then, dryly:] It's a warmer welcome than I thought most abductions would warrant.

[He looks vaguely embarrassed, then.] That was--a slip of the tongue, nothing more. [#regrets.] I hadn't thought there were any ghosts here.

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[bryces_pup]

[The joy of the Stark siblings hasn't gone unnoticed by Riona, either. And anyone who's obviously so liked by them is okay in her book. With everything going on, it's good to see smiles on the Blue Fish.]

The bad news is, you've been kidnapped. The good news, however, is that it seems there are people here who know you and are glad to see you. That'll make your stay here significantly easier.

Riona Cousland. I'm on the same ship as Bran, Sansa and Robb.

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[nedstarksbastard]

[His siblings' names go a long way towards sneaking Riona under Jon's guard, and he significantly relaxes when he hears them. Someone who knows and obviously cares about Bran, Sansa and Robb is not too bad a person, in his books.

Though the fact that he's apparently been kidnapped for entertainment is something of a mood-killer.]

I'm glad to see them too, it's been some time. [And they're all either dead or missing, so he's stupidly giddy about the chance to meet up with them again.]

Jon Snow. I'm their brother. [Half-brother, actually, and if that's brought up he's not going to deny it.] Are they all right?

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[ofkirkwall]

[ Oh, she feels for him. Disorientated, sore, maybe a little cold. The floor of that ship is incredibly unforgiving, even more so to those with no realization they have been kidnapped to space. She had a bruise on her hip for the first week after her own disastrous fall. ]

Careful, another tumble like that and you might bruise something. The floor is so terribly tender. [ Or maybe not, as he seems to have the gift of many layers that Hawke herself did not. ] You're not asking for an actual ghost, are you?

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[nedstarksbastard]

[How many people saw that? This is so embarrassing.]

I'll endeavor not to fall off my cot again, then. [So dry.] Though I daresay I may have already bruised something. [His pride, mostly, has been dented by just how many people have mentioned seeing him tumbling off his cot like that.]

No, it was just--a slip of the tongue, nothing more. [Wow, cagey, aren't we?]

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[partialities]

You seem to have met your kin already.

[ it is not truly envy, what she feels. loras would have felt trapped and restless on board these ships, Willas' place is at Highgarden, crippled as he is and Garlan surely belongs at home at the side of his lady wife.

no, not envy, simply calculation. She is fortunate enough to have Sansa Stark's friendship as this realm does seem to draw the wolves and their supporters.

readjustment is necessary, it is almost a blessing she is not yet a queen but a queen consort. ]

Have you found your answers, then?

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[nedstarksbastard]

[Some time ago, Qhorin Halfhand charged him with spying on the wildlings--with riding, eating, fighting with them to learn their secrets. Watch, the Halfhand had said. That time has long since passed, but he watches now, guarded and suspicious.

But he does volunteer:]

Aye, though I would prefer to speak to them without having to use this.

[He watches her, careful, maybe a little too careful--then again, who can blame him for being so, with all the misfortune that has befallen the Stark name? With all his own recent misfortune? He keeps his tone mostly neutral, though he allows himself the luxury of a bare upward twitch of his lips.]

Most of them, but I doubt you could answer the questions I have left, my lady.

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[heavenonearth]

[ whoa buddy, falling out of bed, way to make an impression. cas grins lazy into the feed. ]

Haven't seen any ghosts here, myself. Anyone given you the rundown?

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[nedstarksbastard]

[Clearly no one is ever going to let him live that down.]

Just a slip of the tongue. That's all it was. [No use calling for his wolf when he knows Ghost is too far away from him.] Aye, I've had plenty of explanations already. Did you want to add on to them?

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[flameandpassion]

[ so people have explained to jon where he is, and what's going on, and all of that. she's not going to bother with the newbie speech. instead, she watches him curiously.

disoriented. dazed. he holds himself like a soldier.

well then. ]

Who's Ghost?

[ mildly ]

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[nedstarksbastard]

[A moment of hesitation. Then, carefully:]

My wolf. [He watches her as well, much less curious and much more suspicious, wary, as if he's trying to gauge her and guard himself.] You're the first to ask after that. [Everyone else seemed to think he thought there were ghosts, seemed to accept his explanation that it was just a slip of the tongue. There are ghosts here, in a way, just--not the kind of ghosts he's sure they're familiar with.]

He's not here, anyway, it just--slipped out.

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[tallasaking]

[... Now this. This was a face he had wanted to see, needed to see for quite some time. A face of a friend. He sucks in a breath and turns on the video immediately.]

Jon Snow. [And there is a real damned smile with that.] Well, it seems the Seven has decided to bless us with the good ones, at least.

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[nedstarksbastard]

[To say that Jon's surprised is something of an understatement. Then again, his dead brothers are here, and his sister's here, and so's a Targaryen. He supposes he really should've expected Tyrion Lannister as well.]

Lannister? [Once, a lifetime ago, Tyrion Lannister had taken his hand and called him friend. It's because of that Jon lets himself relax, a little--but not completely. The man in front of him had murdered his own father, after all, though were Jon to be asked, he doesn't think it a huge loss.

Then again, Jon Snow's biased.]

It's been some time. [And he's heard a lot in that time. News is slow to reach the Wall, but it does get there.] And this is the last place I'd have expected to see you again. [An echo of the last time they met on the Wall, deliberately made.]