summerschild: (♜ you're a taker devil's maker)
Bran Stark ([personal profile] summerschild) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2016-03-08 01:20 pm

♖ 004.

Who: Bran Stark and YOU
Broadcast: N/A
Action: The Starlight and the Blue Fish
When: 3/8 - 3/10

ᴀ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀɪғᴛᴇʀ, sʜᴀᴘᴇsʜɪғᴛᴇʀ ((sᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ))

[Ever since Christmas, there's been a tiny white shadow aboard the SS Blue Fish, following Bran Stark around wherever he goes. But today, something is different. All throughout the station, Beca can be seen roaming alone, with a bit more curious energy than the shy creature normally exhibits. Instead of riding around on Bran's lap, she's out exploring the station with puppy-like vigor, sniffing out dropped food and trailing after shoelaces. She'll immediately run up to greet anyone Bran knows, almost as though she has an exciting message for them, but strangers are just as interesting and delightful to her.

You may notice, however, that she seems just a tad too intelligent for a fox pup. It's almost as if she knows what you're saying to her - and was that a nod?

Feel free to encounter Beca anywhere on the Starlight throughout Tuesday and Wednesday. But meanwhile, on the Blue Fish...]


ʙ. ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ sᴏ ᴡᴏʀɴ, sᴏ ᴛʜɪɴ ((ʙʟᴜᴇ ғɪsʜ))

[Bran has been asleep for two days, curled up and breathing deeply beneath his fur blanket. Though he occasionally makes a small twitch, nothing can be done to wake him throughout Tuesday and Wednesday.

Finally, on Thursday morning, Bran stirs. It starts with a wiggle of the nose, and then a sleepy blink up at whomever has been keeping watch. Then - a small whine, not unlike a noise that his pet fox would make. He immediately flushes, realizing that he's back in his human body, and pulls the blanket up to his chin.]


How long was I...?

[No more secrets, then.]
steeledskin: (# to be stuck on the living)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-03-14 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Beca, [ she smiles. wider and warmer, perhaps, than she does with any person. sansa leans forward until she could nuzzle her fingertips in the space between beca's soft ears. ] Does your Lord and master know you're out wandering, hm?

[ a rhetorical question, certainly. ]
steeledskin: (# that gets in my way)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-03-23 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Poor little Beca, [ she cooed -- legitimately happy and endeared to the creature. sansa barely smiles so much with her own kin. ] I don't speak your wild tongue. But you can stay and chatter awhile. I won't mind.
steeledskin: (# and it's a heartbreaker)

[personal profile] steeledskin 2016-04-01 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Tsk, sweetling. [ she gives her skirts a flick of her wrist. at first, she seems keen to loosen the fox's claws from her hem -- but then there is a second flick, and a third.

like playing a game. daring her to chase the fabric. ]