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Who: Jeyne
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Marsiva
When: 20th

[She should feel used to being told nothing. Her mother had prepared her for a life without answers and a lack of control in her future. It shouldn't surprise her to be taken away from her entourage and brought to a world not of her choosing, but there is nothing that could prepare her for this place. How did any of this happen? How did she go from being surrounded by an armed escort to being utterly alone in a foreign environment.

Stranger still, there was sense of understanding about where she found herself. This was space and she was on a ship among the stars. It would be simpler if this was a kidnapping, but it was something more than that, she knew that deep in her gut.

Disconcertingly, there was no one about, no one that she could question. Why would anyone want to watch her and what exactly were ratings? Why did she need to participate in whatever entertainment they had planned? More importantly, how did she know things that she never knew before?

Searching did little good. There was no one in authority and the place seemed to be silent, save for the music and screens playing in the background. There was at least one other option, if it could manage to bear fruit.

Fumbling with the device, Jeyne managed to turn it on, twisting it around until she was certain that she appeared front and center, clear for everyone to see.]

I can't seem to find anyone to tell me why I'm here. I keep hearing from the strange screens that I'm in some sort of game or performance, but that doesn't make sense. Why were we chosen and how did they bring us here?

My name is Jeyne. Can someone please help me?

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[Jon Snow. She's heard the name enough times from Robb (usually in glowing terms) that she understands who this man is and his importance to her husband. Riona had said that Robb's siblings were here as well, but she never expected that his half brother would be among them.

It gives her a sense of hope. There is someone that she could trust, someone that understood her fears for Robb and how important it is to keep him safe in this place.]

Jon? [She's going to ignore formality in this case. He was her brother now as well.] Help me, please! I need to get off this ship! I can't leave Robb alone, not while he is sleeping and unable to wake. There has to be a way for me to go to him! I can't wait until they deign to shuffle me!

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[And just like that, recognition dawns on him. Oh, so this is the girl Robb had married, the one he'd slighted the Freys for--he wonders, suddenly, if Jeyne just heard of the wedding, if she's all right.

Help me, she'd begged. He thinks of Gilly, eyes wet and wide. Gilly, who'd come to Sam for help, who had to be turned down because they couldn't help her. He huffs out a breath.]

My lady, I--

[He stops. Huffs out a breath, and for a moment he looks so, so tired, so much older than his seventeen years. This is not news she'll receive gladly, he expects.]

I can't help you get off that ship. I don't know how to get there, most of us don't, there's no way we can board it. But once you've been assigned to another I can take you to see Robb.

[It wasn't what she wanted to hear, but she had expected that answer. Two others had said the same, but it held more weight and impact coming from someone she knew...if not vicariously through Robb. She at least knew that Jon was honorable. He might not be fond of her on principle, but he wouldn't lie to her, not when she was distressed.

She could see how tired and strained he was, bearing the same weight about him that Robb did. Her heart went out to him, feeling a pang of regret for troubling him with her fears.]

He is truly there? [Riona and Sokka had said as much, and she wanted very much to believe them, but this was a place of contradictions and games. The image that she saw on the box could be false. Perhaps even Jon wasn't there, but why would someone pretend to be him when she had never seen his face before? Of all the people to use against her, it didn't seem likely that Jon would be among them.]

Forgive me, I don't mean to overwhelm you.

Aye, my lady, he's there, along with Sansa and Bran. He'll wake in time, you need not worry if he ever will.

[And Jon knows what he's talking about, there--he'd slept for nearly a week himself, after all, and it's only been a few days since he woke back up. He wonders how Robb would feel, were he to wake and see his wife at his bedside. Glad, he hopes. Robb needs some happiness in his life.

He shakes his head, summons up a smile. It's a wan smile, and one that vanishes as soon as it appears and probably doesn't really do its job all that well, but at least he's trying to be reassuring.]

No, it's fine. You need not worry about me, either, I can get by. [Truth be told, he hadn't even expected her to worry about him, the bastard half-brother. He's surprised that she is.] It isn't so bad here.

You aren't there as well? Wouldn't they keep you with your family?

[He certainly belonged with them. From the way that Robb had spoken of Jon, she didn't doubt that they were close. There had always been admiration in his voice, as well as longing. She couldn't imagine how being separated from a brother...not until she lost Raynald.

The smile only raises her concern and worry for him. He was her brother now as well.]

It isn't? I never expected anyone to say that, not while knowing that we are being watched for entertainment.

[She regards him for a moment, debating whether or not to speak so frankly.]

I had hoped for the chance to meet you.

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