𝔍𝔢𝑦𝔫𝔢 𝔚𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 (
goodandtrue) wrote in
driftfleet2016-10-23 04:55 pm
[001 🐚 Action]
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?"
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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"He blames himself too often," she said with a sigh, more weighted than it should be for a girl her age. "He believes his mistakes tarnished his honor. He is no worse than any other man. I have known so few that feel as deeply as he does or punishes himself for not being perfect."
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"Good men are often the ones who take the blame upon themselves. That's what makes them good. So rarely do those who truly deserve it realize it and take it." She smiles a bit, sadness touching he corners of her mouth. "It's good he has you to keep him grounded and try and bring him back."
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"I hope that I offer him that much. I would do anything for him."
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