» 4th lemoncake

[steeledskin]

Who: sansa stark and you!!
Broadcast: video -- fleetwide
Action: blue fish and iskaulit
When: today

Fellow travelers, [ how else is she meant to greet them?

today, the network flickers to life and its image frames sansa's face with an almost rehearsed precision. by now, the last licks of dye have left her hair. she is fully auburn once again -- and the rich copper strands, a colour inherited from her mother, are carefully braided and arranged in a style that would have taken time even with a helping hand. how long did it take her alone, one wonders? and she's wearing silk, to boot. ]

Begging your pardons -- but has anyone ever found lemons at any of our stops? Any of the way-stations? [ all this polish for such a childish, innocent question. ] At first, I was grateful enough for the false lemon flavours the Atroma give us -- but just once, I'd like to taste the real thing again.

[ she seems about to end the feed, but: ] Or if anyone has any lemons in their pantry, I would pay for a few. I have some credits put by -- [ sheepish, because it isn't her place to be discussing coin. ] Or mayhaps I could barter with some embroidery. My stitches are very neat. I promise.

[ otherwise, member of the blue fish could find her in her quarters while working quietly. at a later hour, she finally does something bold and takes a shuttle (all alone!) to the iskaulit, where she searches out the gardens. she wants to see green again. she wants to dream of summer. sansa crouches to touch a leaf -- heedless of the way her silk trails on the garden's ground floor. ]

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[moonofmylife]

I do not believe the Caprine has lemons either, unfortunately. What were you hoping to make with them?

[Dany could do some stitches, but most of her clothing back home had been made for her. It was refreshing to meet someone who took their work into their own hands.]

Are you making a costume? I have heard whispers from the locals of this place that they are putting together a party of some sort.

[steeledskin]

-- My lady. [ oh, all her courtesies are in a row. and yet there remains that bizarre stubborn streak wherein she refuses to see the young woman as a queen. ] I wasn't going to make anything with them. But I rather hoped our cook might try her hand at a lemoncake or three.

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[reek]

[ Hi, Sansa. After their previous conversation, Theon is still a little bit pissed that he can't get a single Stark to listen to his side of things. So he's just going to continue to be an smarmy ass.

What else is new? ]

Is something preventing you from looking for yourself?

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[steeledskin]

I haven't a mask of my own.

[ she lies; it's easier. ]

We aren't supposed to go out of doors without a mask.

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[reek]

[ He laughs. His trademark. ]

Take one step outdoors. You'll be offered a mask more quickly than you can even breathe in the air.

[ You really don't have an excuse here, Sansa. ]

[bryces_pup]

Not to my knowledge, though I haven't perused their marketplace enough to give a definitive answer. They may not have lemons in and of themselves - different world, different flora - but perhaps something similar to them.

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[resnipstance]

Lemons...? Aren't they those really sour things...?

[She says, like she's not entirely sure.]

[moonofmylife]

[It hasn't made her angry yet that Robb refers to her as such. So far she's not going to fight to earn the Stark's manners as the eldest has shown very little to her thus far.]

Ah. You have a sweet tooth, I take it? I enjoy lemon cakes as well, though I don't usually get to indulge myself these days. My ship has the same conundrum of lacking proper ingredients.

[Dany liked sweet things too, but she had found none here either.]

Who is your cook aboard your ship? You're aboard the Blue Fish with Lady Cousland, if I remember correctly?

[tallasaking]

I ... have not laid my hands on the fruit.

[A pause, but a gallant half-bow follows.]

However I shall be pleased to hunt for them when I have the opportunity.

[collegedropout]

[Health nerd alert in 3, 2, 1—]

Man, I'd do backflips for some lemons for water.

I mean, I'm glad I have tea, but that was kind of a staple of mine for a while.

[... Besides coffee and beer, anyway.]

[steeledskin]

[ backflips! well, ser, that's a little extreme. but sansa maintains a patient smile. ]

Lemons! In your water? I pray you at least add honey, too.

[steeledskin]

[ my -- but his doting attention in matters such as these put her on edge. is it some asymmetrical friendship he seeks? or, perhaps, leverage for a later date.

flustered: ] Lord Tyrion, you needn't go to any lengths. You needn't hunt. But should you come across them quite by happenstance, I'd be grateful to know.

[steeledskin]

Her name is Jilly. [ -- that's not so awful to share, is it? ] A-and she's lovely. Kind. The Blue Fish is fortunate to have her.

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[steeledskin]

Quite tart on their own, Lady Ahsoka. But bake them into a cake and they're divine.

[steeledskin]

-- Provided it isn't like this fake taste they give us in the kitchen. I thought I could endure it gratefully, but the more I have the more I miss the real thing.

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[steeledskin]

But what if they don't?

[ offer one. or care. or even take note of a young woman who forever teeters on the edge of two very different fears: the fear of being noticed, and the fear of being nothing. ]

[tallasaking]

[...Sansa is exhausting, Tyrion has decided. Of all the other friendships he has developed with women here in the fleet, Sansa is the most exhausting because Sansa keeps expecting him to expect something in return.

He tips his head, and then ... shrugs.]

All right. [He leans over to turn off the camera.] A good day to you, Lady Stark.

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[alwayscomeback]

I'll always keep an eye open for them.

I mean, we've got to come across them eventually, right? And maybe then we can get seeds and plant them in the gardens.

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[lord_wizard]

I'm afraid we have a larger surplus of meat than anything else, but...is there anything else you would be interested in trading for your embroidery skills?

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[reek]

[ Even Theon himself had been offered masks the minute he stepped foot on the moon. The prices were dirt cheap, too. He isn't sure what Sansa is trying to avoid, but lacking a mask is hardly an excuse. ]

Robb wouldn't let you go without. What are you frightened of?

[collegedropout]

[Sansa you gotta live a little.]

Honey and lemon is great, yeah. When I was really sick [understatement sam] in the last place I was in, I drank that pretty much with everything. That and ginger root; good for nausea. But lemons by themselves in water isn't so bad, with a little sugar.

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[nedstarksbastard]

[Guess who's been looking for lemoncakes since they got to the moon? Guess who's been having incredibly shitty luck on that front? Three guesses, first two don't count.]

There's none on the Three Twins, as far as I know. And none that I could find on the moon--I found some pastries, but they're not very good. [And that's Jon being nice about it, he honestly thinks they taste terrible.]

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[kingofbadlifechoices]

If you are going to bake lemon cakes I would like to have one. [Or two. Robb's stomach is kind of growling.]

[voice]

[steeledskin]

[ -- you are too good to her, jon. she doesn't feel as though she deserves it. ]

This moon sounds dreadful. [ its poor inhabitants. ]

[steeledskin]

I never saw sugar in Westeros. [ humm. ] I fear it's too sweet.

[ and once upon a time sansa thought there was no such thing. ]