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Who: Jeyne and YOU
Broadcast: N/A
Action: SS Golden; SS Blue Fish
When: Oct 23

It hadn't been a great surprise when Jeyne had appeared suddenly on the Golden. For all of her intentions of begging to be at her husband's side, she inwardly knew that she would be placed elsewhere. For the few days she had spent on the Marsiva, as well as the brief conversations she had on her strange device, she had slowly become aware of how these Atroma intended to play. Nothing was about her comfort, it was about this show that they had brought her here for.

For her sanity, and for Robb's sake, she would need to make the best of this situation and allow herself to be moved around as a pawn once more.

She had at least been given a room of her own. For the first few days, she had wandered the ship, acquainting herself with her surroundings, but only when she wasn't with her husband. Traveling between the Golden and the Blue Fish was becoming a routine for her. While she wanted to remain with Robb, she had duties to attend to and couldn't neglect her own crew.

So mornings and evenings, she would travel between the ships, slowly become familiar with the faces she passed (even if she didn't know all of their names.)

Stepping through the sealed doors, Jeyne rested for a moment, catching her breath and regaining her composure. No matter how often she passed people or walked the distance between her ship and the Blue Fish, she still managed to become disoriented and drained.

Hearing another's approach, she forced herself back into composure, bringing a smile once more to her features. "Good day," she said, turning to greet the person that had interrupted her solitude. "Am I in your way?"

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"If only it were ever that simple. I could wish for a peaceful life, but the reality is never as kind as you could wish." She said with a sad, smile. "Perhaps you are right? I imagine they must think that it is entertaining to break spirits."

Though there was no evidence yet that they would take it to that extreme. Everything had been so quiet.

"There are kidnappers and slavers?" She hadn't known she could go below, but now there was no chance she would visit now. "Thank the gods that you're safe!"

"Ain't that the truth?" Kaylee smiled back. "My cap'n back home liked things to go smooth, but they almost never did. It's how life is sometimes. And Lord, I hope not... I wouldn't see that as entertainment, but then again, there's some sick minded people out there, too."

Kaylee nodded.

"Down at the waystation, seems like there's a bit of a rough crowd. I'm thankin' my lucky stars I'm safe, too... I forget that the rest of my crew from back home ain't here to protect me."

"You served on a ship before coming here? Was it a ship like this one? In space I mean? Or was it a ship for for the sea?" She asked curiously, offering Kaylee a tired smile.

"Is it wise to explore and visit the waystations on our own? Or should we have escorts?" While there was a bit of fear in regards to seeing these new places, it didn't override her curiosity to explore.

"A spaceship!" Kaylee replied eagerly. "Her name's Serenity, and she was my favorite place to be in the whole universe. She was lived-in, had a nice homey feel, not like some of the sterile crap the Alliance had- they're our government," she clarified. "I like places that feel like home, not like... like a copy of a dozen others, with nothing unique about 'em."

She thought about the second question.

"Probably best to go with someone for now, or at least stay away- I'm definitely staying away myself. Dunno if this is typical of the waystations the Fleet visits, but best to try and stay outta trouble."

"Serenity? That's a beautiful name." She spoke as though the ship were a living thing. She had heard that sailors often viewed their ships as a woman, but she hadn't thought that female sailors would do the same. Not that she ever thought there could be female sailors outside the Iron Islands. "Does the Golden feel like a copy of a dozen others?"

Kaylee's enthusiasm was infectious. She could feel her energy being revived just by the woman's smile.

"I hadn't considered going below, but I will be certain to have someone at my side." If she went below at all. "What is it like? Is it a City?"

"It is," Kaylee gushed. "And she's home to me- honestly, the Golden's startin' to feel that way, too. She seems lived-in, too. Maybe not as much so as Serenity, but it's got its own charms. Its own design and layout and quirks to get to know."

She nodded to the second question.

"A little bit- lots of scrappers down there, selling whatever parts they can salvage from shipwrecks. They've built a whole hodgepodge kind of city from old ship parts. Would be nice to look at if it weren't filled with thieves and the like."

"It...'she' is a bit overwhelming still for me. Being surrounded by metal with little in the way of fresh air, it's still a bit confining. I should like to see the Golden the way that you do. I very much want to make this place a home." Which might sound strange, but there was really nothing left for her to go back to. She seemed to be making more friends than she did in her world.

"Why would our ships stop here then? For the parts?" That's the only explanation she can imagine, aside from the fact that it is entertainment.

"I hope you can," Kaylee said kindly. "Are you not used to travelin' in space? I keep forgetting that some folks never even set foot on a ship before, just 'cause it's so common to me."

She then scratched her head.

"Could be- and I know some went down to the planet to look at a wreck. It takes a couple days on foot to get there, though, so I never bothered. Figured I's more use back here."

"No, no." She said, laughing breathlessly at the idea. "I never thought anything like this was possible before. When I arrived on the Marsiva...it was the first time I was on a ship and had ever seen space before."

She frowned, "A wreck?"

"Wow..." Kaylee blinked. "Sorry, I'm having a hard time picturing that, to tell you the truth. I can't imagine NOT being in the sky. Been around ships all my life."

She nodded.

"Another ship like the Marsiva, I think, crashed into the planet's surface. It's long fallen apart from what I've heard, though."

"Imagine not ever having the concept of flying in a ship. The only flying that was ever discussed was from our histories and the Targaryen kings that flew on the backs of dragons." This was far removed from that.

"Like the Marsiva? Do you think it was part of the fleet once?"

"... dragons." Kaylee repeated that last word, a note of disbelief in her voice, before remembering how she'd seen Adawolfe's magic. "... You had real dragons? For real?"

Kaylee nodded.

"Don't see any reason why not. If Atroma made one ship that size, stands to reason there are others out there."

"We did once. The dragons all died over time. They used to be so large that they could block out the sun. When they died, they were minuscule. They only exist in the histories now."

She frowned, "I wonder if it had others on that ship that were forced to play this ridiculous game as well?"

"Wow..." Kaylee sounded impressed. "And here I thought I'd heard of everything. 'course, seeing a real one would be terrible scary if they were that big."

She then considered the question.

"It's possible- and they crashed themselves on purpose to get out of it or something. I'd like to think people've found a way out in the past."

"I think I should prefer to know there is a way to go to a better place than the world you were taken from." She had no intention of ever going back, if she could.

"Do you wish to return home?"

"I do," Kaylee said quietly. "I not only miss my ship, I miss my crew. My boyfriend and I'd just gotten together, so I'd love more'n anything to see him again."

"You have someone?" Her smile grew, pleased that someone else knew happiness and love, even if it wasn't here. "Tell me about him."

"His name's Simon," Kaylee blushed. "He's a doctor- a real, real smart one. He can be a little snooty at times, 'cause he grew up real well off, but there's just something about him..." She gave a dreamy sigh. "Bein' really handsome helps, but the way he's so devoted to helping people, there's something I just love about that."

"What's 'snooty?'" She was thankful she at least learned the term 'doctor' before this conversation. It would have taken a great deal of time to understand Kaylee's description about her lover. "He sounds very kind. Does he treat you well?"

"Oh!" Kaylee was a bit surprised, but she had to remind herself that everyone's world was different. "Snooty means... you think you're better than everyone else, basically. Arrogant, treating others like they're beneath you. Simon ain't too bad, though. I think he tends to speak afore he thinks and don't really consider how he comes off, and sometimes he has trouble talking about his feelings. We have our disagreements, but on the whole he's very good to me."

She could think of several people that term could be applied to, but most had high birth to their credit, which likely allowed to be 'snooty.' "Is he a lord or prince?" It would at least explain a bit of his behavior. "You must miss him very much."

Kaylee giggled.

"Nah- he was just born wealthy," Kaylee explained. "I've always been a working class girl, but he was rich and of a higher... social class, I guess you'd say. Plus he's real smart- I mean really smart, so he had a good education. I do miss him, though. He can be very kind and knows how to give a girl a compliment."

"Robb is similar. That isn't to say I didn't have a good education, I did, but his was meant to train him to be a lord and warden over a large section of a kingdom. I was only prepared to marry a minor member of a large family." It wasn't even going to be a Lannister, given the answer her mother received.

"Fate has a way of bringing unlikely couples together, but I think Robb and I are well matched, just as I imagine you and Simon are."

"That sounds exciting, though," Kaylee said with a dreamy smile. "He gets to be a lord, and you get to be his bride... it's gotta be an interesting life."

She blushed.

"I was taken with him from the first time we met," she admitted. "But it took him a while to reciprocate. Not 'cause he didn't want to, but he's caretaker for his little sister. River..." Kaylee paused, groping for the right words. "River's sick in the head. She's real smart and a beautiful dancer, but... she sometimes sees and hears things that ain't there, and it makes it hard for her to function."

"He was a king when I met him, named by the men of his realm." That dreamy smile seemed to depart, brought back to reality. "It was exciting, but also frightening. We upset a number of people."

But that was another story for another time.

"That is noble of him." It was a surprise, given the stigma that existed in their world towards the mentally ill. "He didn't want to abandon her when she might need him. He must have a really good heart."

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