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Who: Robb Stark & you!
Broadcast: n/a
Action: Around the forests on the new planet!
When: 8th of July!

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[Robb watches the pup like a hawk when it starts to explore the path in front of him. It isn’t Grey Wind, its fur is far too dark for that but its eyes are just as yellow.]

Hold on! [When the pup starts to run, Robb follows instantly, knowing that these woods contain some creatures that can swallow a little creature like that without even chewing.] Do not go too fast!

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[At the least it has the appetite of Grey Wind and Robb cannot help chuckling softly. He has picked up some food at an inn and enjoys it alone while sitting against a tree, knees pulled up while throwing some bits of meat at his new companion.]

Have you seen it? [When someone approaches he looks up and points at the playful little animal.] The tree actually kept its promise. [Maybe sorcery isn’t always that bad...]

[OOC: feel free to bump into a tiny direwolf pup with a free Robb included!]

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Careful. I'll have to tie your hands if you keep beating yourself up. [She's petting the pup. She likes animals and the affection some of them provide.]

Curiosity is a great attribute if you ask me. [She has plenty and since her name is Kitty no one ever misses the opportunity to point it out, but it's definitely not what killed her.]

[Robb knows it is meant as a joke but he barely laughs.] It is not what a king does. Or a Stark, for that matter.

Well, Curious is not much of a name. Every small animal can be considered curious. The world is entirely new to them.

Well, it's what one Stark did. But you can always just not do it again.

You have a point there. Seeker? Scout? But it wasn't your favorite theme either. Maybe name him for someone or something back home?

You have my word. [He nods deeply to assure here that he will never ever do this ever again.] I should control my urges. [And he sucks at it. Like he sucked at it when he met Jeyne in the first place.]

Home is gone. I do not think it would fit. [He had to think forward instead of taking steps back.] I do like the name Seeker.

Seeker is cute.

And sometimes the best way to control them is to indulge them sometimes with single people who are interested and not drunk.

I could call him so. [He nods at her and then at the small pup.] He is curious and I take he has a good nose. [But he is not Grey Wind...still not Grey Wind.]

I should not keep any mistresses. I might be...dead... I do not want to die as someone who left numerous of women with his bastards. [But he wishes he could. If only for one night. Just to blow off steam, to feel a warm touch.] I have been way out of line, my lady.

[After saying that he drags a hand over his face.]

[Wow, learn to love again, dude. Pups and women!]

Okay, well, no, so maybe don't go around getting people pregnant. Just use some kind of birth control for that. ...They don't have that where you're from do they?

Robb, you're fine. I don't even know where the lines are.

I know, I simply should not... [Ah no, not mentioning such matters to Kitty. Not after all that has happened.] They do have that but it is unwise to speak of you about what a man should do with his seed.

[Robb nods at that answer.]

I will stop talking about it then. [And let it go...]

It's definitely one of the more personal conversations. I just wanted you to know there were options. [And they did part ways with him pledging to dream of her "teats" so personal has already happened.]

I like this little guy. [Petting the pup more.]

[Robb presses his lips onto each other for a long time before he speaks again.]

A man should spill his seed on a woman’s stomach instead of inside of her. Then it will not take root inside her belly. That is what I meant.

[The pup yips happily when he gets petted by Kitty.]

Grey Wind has been less kind to strangers. [Somewhat of a melancholic smile forms itself around his lips.] When meeting one of my most loyal men for the first time he bit off his fingers.

[Oh, the conversations they have. She is amused and somewhat appreciative of the frankness though.]

I know this might surprise you, but that's not the most efficient plan available to you here. [What with accidents and pre-cum being a thing.] I'm also not sad to keep all my fingers even if you sound nostalgic about it.

[He never really discusses things like this with others. Yet, modern times seem more open about such things.]

I think it is the best plan there is. I do not like these modern ways of... [He makes a gesture with his hands.] ...I heard men pull some sort of thing over their...cocks to keep the seed out. [You simply wouldn’t feel anything that way and Robb is quite fond of that part, to be honest.]

I do not think Grey Wind would bite your fingers off. He would sniff them, that is for sure. [He shakes his head.] He would not harm my friend.

[Strange how it worked out, but she doesn't seem to mind. He obviously needs some help on navigating it all even if he's reluctant for the new.]

It's called a condom and that's one method. There are others. Who knows, in space there might be a few I don't know about yet. Nothing wrong with being informed before you turn something down, right?

[She smiles and looks over at Robb at that "friend" comment.] And I'm honored Grey Wind wouldn't bite my fingers off.

[Robb smiles but finally shakes his head. He cannot imagine himself wearing a condom. It does not seem right to him. That, and he is wary of modern rituals.]

You have the right of that. But I rather not. Not only because of these modern methods. Also because I am still a man wed. Jeyne means a lot to me, and I think that there might be a day when I see her again.

[He laughs.]

He will not. He trusts whoever I trust.

I can understand that. If I hadn't learned my husband betrayed me I might still be waiting for him. [She wonders if she would have lasted so long. It's hard to imagine just being Winn's friend, waiting for the overlords to bring her husband to her.]

[The trust means something to her too. She doesn't offer it easily though it isn't a zero sum game. Sometimes she trust people with certain sorts of things or to a certain degree. Still, it's nice to hear.]

[That remark makes him raise his eyebrows slightly.]

That is quite harsh. But then again, this would be a good place to pursuit that happiness and forget about his betrayal. [Now he himself should do that as well, but it is still easier to say such things than actually do it.] Even though betrayal is hard to forget at times.

Don’t you fear they will bring him here one day?

I just mean, I understand waiting for the one you love. I'd understand not doing it under these conditions too, but for the right person it would be hard not to. Piotr stopped being the right person. Probably a long time before he actually killed me, but I didn't want to see it. [So, definitely a hard betrayal to forget, but she is alive here and now.]

Mmm...sometimes. I fear him trying to hurt Winn. [She doesn't like the idea for her own sake either, but she'd like to think she could handle anything but Winn getting hurt or worse.]

I think love has a different meaning where I come from. [Robb isn’t the best in analyzing such things and he isn’t good in listening to his own feelings either. Commanding an army and waging war is easier, if he focuses on the greater good he does not have to focus on his own troubles.] There aren’t many who marry for love and those who do...it is rare. Love is mostly something they sing songs about, great tragic love stories. It isn’t common or expected. They expect you to marry well and to make an heir.

[He finds it difficult to explain.]

But I came to love Jeyne. Therefore she is the only person I wish to wait for. I cannot love another when my heart already belongs to her. I cannot forget that. [But it frustrates him at times, as Kitty might know.]

[But then he silences and frowns.] He killed you? [Gods be good, that is awful.]

Why did he do that?

[She nods to his thoughts on love. She's not sure it's a different thing in their worlds but she can understand their customs either taking it into account or not or to a lesser degree. And she knows there is a certain amount of work and dedication you put into love too. She just likes to think that's what you do to maintain it, not what you do to create it.]

I understand not loving when your heart belongs to someone else. [Before she found out about Piotr that's how she felt and for a long time after Reid she felt that way too. She falls quiet for a moment after saying that. Maybe only saying it to buy time as she thought about the last question.]

I don't know. Not for sure. [Tone softer.] Over a year before that he was very seriously injured in battle. Even once his body was strong again [it was complicated and she skips much of that] he couldn't bring himself to fight. He was different. We went to train others to fight instead and he was just more distant. Colder. I always thought he'd come back around or that I was imagining it. Or if just tries a little harder... But it was just the way things were and I wanted to pretend they weren't. He was so important to me.

And then we were sent on a mission and he let every last student of ours die. [In many ways this is what hurt her the most. She didn't see it happen, but he came back alone and too soon and she didn't trust it. For the first time in their time together she didn't know if she trusted him.] But we achieved our objective. We rescued the sister he thought was long dead.

Soon after that we were at the final battle and it's complicated and I don't want to go into all of it, but he wanted to protect his sister and to do that he was willing to throw away everything else would worked and sacrificed for. [And some part of her does get it. She was his sister. That's important. Would she have stood by so easily if they had somehow found her dead parents alive and the situations were reversed?] I stood in front of him to stop him. To reason with him. He was...crazed. I don't know if he thought I'd move or was too blinded by the situation to register me, but he didn't stop. And I trusted him one more time so I didn't move. He was a very large, powerful man. I was crushed.

Or I would have been if I hadn't been abducted. [Even skipping so much of the detail it felt long and weary. And it was probably confusing in places. It might help to know he was made of techno organic metal, but then there is the explaining of that and she didn't have all of that in her. She didn't really have this much in her. Her eyes aren't on Robb, but on her own hands.]

It is difficult, though. [He admits it with a soft voice.] No man will look upon love as a strength. It will always be a thing that distracts him from his duties. But it is also the one thing that can...save him. [And in a way, it had saved him. It made everything more bearable. He learned to relax again, to smile again and to be more like he used to be. In that way Jeyne had been so very important to him.] They forget that at times. I remember, before I left for my uncle’s wedding, I held Jeyne for a long time...and kissed her. [He kissed her as if the world was going to end. And in a way...he has been right back then. The world was about to end for him.]

[Robb can imagine that being killed by the one you love is the greatest betrayal of all. Even worse than a bannerman. He watches her with a focused look on his face.]

It sounds as if madness has gotten a hold of him. [It is obvious that she is not feeling well and he carefully wraps an arm around her and squeezes her shoulder lightly.] It is a rather bad sort of comfort, I know. But madness can blind a man. Any man. They are not able to see the difference anymore between the ones that are in front of them.

If they are an enemy or someone they love. [When she starts to gaze at her hands Robb squeezes her shoulder once again.] If he were sane...I am sure he would not dream of doing such a thing.

Madness is what Remy called it. He warned me. [She should have listened, but in that moment she's not sure she wanted to live if she was wrong about him. If the world was falling apart and she'd spent her life losing people she cared about only to get proof she wasn't even really loved by the person she was ready to do anything for. Maybe it was cowardice of that reality that held her in place instead of duty and bravery and love. She's honestly not sure herself. But the Kitty of today is damn sure she wished she'd phased. She knows she deserved more than that.]

You really like making things gender specific. [An offhand sort of comment as she tries not to feel her story. It's still hard for her.]

Anyway, it doesn't mater now. Til death do us part. I'm with Winn now.

[This is becoming a heavy conversation and he truly feels for her. Trust and love were so important, he discovered that for himself as well.]

What do you mean by that? [His eyes narrow a little. Should he have said something else?] Madness can...it can affect you in so many ways. Once, a mad king boiled my grandfather alive and he wanted to set a city with many people ablaze. It means he was not himself...it means he does not...that... [Robb frowns and then it hits him what she means.] It does not make him a good man. It does not...it does not excuse what he has done.

I am truly sorry. [Robb looks at her directly.] That he betrayed your love in such a way.

Nothing. It's fine. [Responding quietly to his first question. Another topic at another time and she'd probably say it would be better to use person than man so as not to exclude women. But she knows he means no harm and it doesn't seem the time.

Her eyes meet his.] Thanks.

...Boiled, really? [That's pretty gross. And probably really hard to do without electricity.]

[Robb nods when she declares it is nothing. He is not sure if it is truly nothing but maybe that is going to be something they will talk about next time. Or never. It depends.]

Yeah. He did not stand a chance. Boiled inside his armor. [When it comes to matters like this the Starks have been unlucky over the years. Falling like flies...and then one thinks himself a king.] The mad king got killed by the Kingsl... Jaime Lannister, lord Tyrion’s older brother. [He bends down to grab a stick and throw it towards Seeker.] That is a crime...you know? To kill the king when you are part of his guard.

I'm sorry about your grandfather. [And grateful for the distraction, happily moving the topic away from her own death.]

I mean, as a general rule you don't want your own guards killing you, but maybe under the circumstances that should be overlooked. [Not that she was all that willing to give Jaime too much credit. Tyrion seemed to hate him after all.]

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