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driftfleet2016-06-01 05:38 pm
kingofbadlifechoices) wrote in driftfleet2016-06-01 05:38 pm
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Semi-open!
Who: Robb Stark & others
Broadcast: yes
Action: also!
When: Between the 29th of May and the 1st of June
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I wish to know who have been informed about the matters that will occur at the Twins.
You have my thanks.
Signed
Robb Stark
[Blue Fish]
[Robb Stark has been quiet after he has gotten the news from his siblings. Not that he forgot about his duties as head of security, not at all. He just gets up when people are still asleep and he returns when they are awake. The weapons inside the weaponry are always cleaned and so is the floor.
At night he sometimes sneaks out to get a bottle of soda out of the cold box, just so he could drink it until he had to piss and until his tongue would feel numb from all the tingles. Still, Robb is in no way a master in sneaking around. Eventually he will bump into a crewmate and eventually he should have conversations and eventually he would get questions...
Still, most of the time Robb is inside his room, not in a mood to be surrounded by people. Of course, he is sure he finally snaps out of it, like he also managed to stop sobbing over his father’s death to make plans to bring justice to those who caused it. He is also quite positive that he will finally manage to take action. To send letters to those who matter, to pick up his lady mother and throw her out of the window for the sake of her surviving a plunge into the Trident. Mayhaps he could thrust a knife through lord Frey’s twisted heart as some sort of revenge for such a vile scheme.
But for now he likes to spend most of his hours alone.]
[When Robb finds Theon he does not wait until the other would start his idiotic remarks. He approaches him fast with a grim expression on his face. Before Theon can speak Robb takes hold of his collar and shoves him against the wall of the ship.]
Do you wish to be forgiven for your treason, turncloak?
[He hisses the words as he speaks, looking Theon straight in the eyes.
Gods, he hopes the other says yes. And he hopes even more that he can trust him with this. Theon and trust barely go together in one sentence.]
[When he arrives he is rather quiet and he looks quite tired. His hair is a bit more messy than it usual is and it shows that he hasn’t slept well. In his hands he holds a couple of letters, carefully folded and sealed with wax from a candle. Above the seal he has scribbled the weapon of his house.]
Lady Granger... [He rolls his shoulders a little before he points the letters out to her.] ...I need you to...send these to Westeros. With...a spell. The way you explained me earlier. They need to be sent to different places.
[After those words he unfolds the piece of paper that is not a letter. He has drawn a map of Westeros onto it.]
I do not wish to hear about the impossibilities of it all. Unless it will not harm you I want to try. It is of great importance that we try. At the least.
[He would like it that his goodfamily would know of the disgusting pact lord Frey has made with Bolton. And his lady wife needs to be safe as well. And the rest of the North.]
Broadcast: yes
Action: also!
When: Between the 29th of May and the 1st of June
[text; open to all]
I wish to know who have been informed about the matters that will occur at the Twins.
You have my thanks.
Signed
Robb Stark
[Blue Fish]
[Robb Stark has been quiet after he has gotten the news from his siblings. Not that he forgot about his duties as head of security, not at all. He just gets up when people are still asleep and he returns when they are awake. The weapons inside the weaponry are always cleaned and so is the floor.
At night he sometimes sneaks out to get a bottle of soda out of the cold box, just so he could drink it until he had to piss and until his tongue would feel numb from all the tingles. Still, Robb is in no way a master in sneaking around. Eventually he will bump into a crewmate and eventually he should have conversations and eventually he would get questions...
Still, most of the time Robb is inside his room, not in a mood to be surrounded by people. Of course, he is sure he finally snaps out of it, like he also managed to stop sobbing over his father’s death to make plans to bring justice to those who caused it. He is also quite positive that he will finally manage to take action. To send letters to those who matter, to pick up his lady mother and throw her out of the window for the sake of her surviving a plunge into the Trident. Mayhaps he could thrust a knife through lord Frey’s twisted heart as some sort of revenge for such a vile scheme.
But for now he likes to spend most of his hours alone.]
[When Robb finds Theon he does not wait until the other would start his idiotic remarks. He approaches him fast with a grim expression on his face. Before Theon can speak Robb takes hold of his collar and shoves him against the wall of the ship.]
Do you wish to be forgiven for your treason, turncloak?
[He hisses the words as he speaks, looking Theon straight in the eyes.
Gods, he hopes the other says yes. And he hopes even more that he can trust him with this. Theon and trust barely go together in one sentence.]
[When he arrives he is rather quiet and he looks quite tired. His hair is a bit more messy than it usual is and it shows that he hasn’t slept well. In his hands he holds a couple of letters, carefully folded and sealed with wax from a candle. Above the seal he has scribbled the weapon of his house.]
Lady Granger... [He rolls his shoulders a little before he points the letters out to her.] ...I need you to...send these to Westeros. With...a spell. The way you explained me earlier. They need to be sent to different places.
[After those words he unfolds the piece of paper that is not a letter. He has drawn a map of Westeros onto it.]
I do not wish to hear about the impossibilities of it all. Unless it will not harm you I want to try. It is of great importance that we try. At the least.
[He would like it that his goodfamily would know of the disgusting pact lord Frey has made with Bolton. And his lady wife needs to be safe as well. And the rest of the North.]
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[A bit of a painful misunderstanding as well. But then again, that is what happens when you ask about this in public.]
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[Better change the subject, Robb.]
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[It would not be that bad to change the subject.]
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If these terraformers were working they should actually be taking the poison out of the air and water.
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But they are not?
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[And Robb cannot really bother to try to save them. Not now. Not now his own head is full of his own death.]
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After all, if they were just waiting to die they wouldn't bother letting us take a look to see something they've missed.
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We cannot solve such a problem, ser. We have enough problems of our own.
[At least, he himself has.]
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Vaguely he thinks himself heartless for not feeling anything to help these people. His lord father surely would and he should stand for them as well. He wants to offer help but his mind cannot put itself to doing that.]
Ser, I need to leave. My apologies. If you are in need of help I will see what I can do.
[Probably something that entails crying into his pillow.]
Once again, my apologies.
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Even more so if he knew the true scope of what Robb was dealing with at the moment.]
Thanks! I if anything comes up I'll let you know. [He was surprised by the offer to help, but will happily take it.]
Don't worry about it. No apologies needed. Take care.
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[He has to, somehow and he disconnects before he can continue to cry into his pillow.]