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driftfleet2016-10-23 08:22 pm
partialities) wrote in driftfleet2016-10-23 08:22 pm
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I ought to confess.
This little planet does unsettle me so and why, I cannot explain.
And yet, I have spent far too many days inside and so -
I do very dearly wish for an escort for a short walk outside.
Mayhaps I shall learn to love it, despite it all, we ought not insist on being unhappy, after all.
This little planet does unsettle me so and why, I cannot explain.
And yet, I have spent far too many days inside and so -
I do very dearly wish for an escort for a short walk outside.
Mayhaps I shall learn to love it, despite it all, we ought not insist on being unhappy, after all.
private text.
[ -- because forget keepsakes, she's about to judge them. hard. ]
private text.
The fleet does seem to favor our realm as of late.
private text.
[ sansa really doesn't want to discuss the complication named lady jeyne westerling. ]
private text.
Lord Leto is very kind as well; have you met him? he is well-learned, a very clever man.
private text.
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The Blameless, I think. A funny name for a ship, Winn speaks of it often.
private text.
[ -- she knows nothing of winn, really, aside from the stories margaery shares. she can't guess as to why he might discuss the blameless so often. ]
private text.
I favor the blue fish, after all, if only because it is your own.
private text.
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My crew is lovely. Winn is kind and Jim is very handsome and brave and Kara flies the sky and is very sweet.
Not like you, however.
private text.
[ because margaery just called someone handsome, and sansa will indulge that curiousity so long as they are only talking between themselves.
though, inwardly, she fears she can never compete with sweet flying friends. ]
private text.
He has lived aboard a different spacecraft before coming here, his experience is quite vast.
private text.
[ without vocal cues, it's difficult to tell whether margaery is simply gossiping or expressing a true preference. ]
private text.
The ship has not crashed yet.
private text.
[ or have they? she doesn't know. ]
private text.
[ playfully, she adds a question: ]
Do you reckon I shall be a fine one?
1/2
2/2
no subject
[ a beat and then ]
They all listen to me, I think they fear that one day I shall start crying.
Odd, their expectations from young women.
Shall we pretend I am one? What would you wish me to name you?
no subject
Name me? [ a beat. ] Name me nothing but your loyal subject, Margaery.
[ a queen she could love, certainly. ]
no subject
We will think of another.
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