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driftfleet2016-02-10 09:41 am
nedstarksbastard) wrote in driftfleet2016-02-10 09:41 am
001 || video + action
Who: Jon Snow and you!
Broadcast: Fleet-wide video, whoops.
Action: Marsiva
When: Present.
[video/action]
[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.]
Broadcast: Fleet-wide video, whoops.
Action: Marsiva
When: Present.
[video/action]
[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.]
voice;
Yeah, you do that, buddy.]
Why would I tell you? It's not as though you kept it for very long. [And he's not really keen on telling Theon first before telling his siblings about what happened to Winterfell, about the letter that Bolton's bastard had sent him.
I want my bride back.]
voice;
He can admit his regrets to himself, but he does not intend to admit them to Jon. He's too stubborn to end the conversation and take his questions elsewhere, so with a steely edge to his voice, he assumes: ]
There isn't much left to keep, is there, Snow?
voice;
[Which is not completely a lie. It just skirts around the fact that there are people currently occupying Winterfell, and none of them are Starks. Save for Arya.
you still know nothing snow]voice;
You really are dense. That was not my doing. It wasn't I who put Winterfell to the torch. I did not give that order.