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Who: Robb & you!
Broadcast: to all
Action: to all / people who are on the Blue Fish
When: 2nd of November

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My name is Robb Stark.

I wish to know if those who know me are still here.

You have my thanks.

On the Blue Fish
[After waking up Robb does not stay inside his bed for long. He can be seen walking towards the showers, followed by a trip towards the kitchen because he is hungry enough that he can eat an entire horse. He is also thirsty enough that he can drink an entire river.

After that he goes to visit his siblings to check up on them, knocking their doors to see if they are still on this ship.

He has a hammering headache and finds it difficult to determine how he feels. From the second he woke up until now it feels as if he has been slammed into a wall. He had not expected his lady wife to be here all of a sudden and he is somehow scared to hope for some sort of future together here.

After eating he can be found inside the weaponry, doing his duty as if nothing has really changed. As if he isn’t anything else but a corpse back home while lord Bolton’s bloody words keep echoing in the back of his mind.]

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Hey, Robb. [Soft smile.] Still here. Still know you. How're you doing?

[Robb smiles a small but warm smile.]
I am glad to hear that. [Especially since she is dead as well. This would be her only chance on happiness... Just like he himself.]

Strangely enough I am quite tired. Which is odd...seeing that I have slept... [He does not mention that he actually went home to die.] Quite deeply as well.

Winn mentioned something like that after he woke up. He got over it pretty quickly. Of course, he never sleeps now. Hopefully you won't have that same problem. [Winn had it before he went under too.]

Why doesn’t he sleep anymore? Is he scared of something?

[Robb is quite sure that he would be able to sleep again. Especially now his lady wife is here as well. He could lie against her and bask in the warmth of her body.]

That this happens again?

There's just a lot on his mind. [And, yes, there are things he's scared of, but she's not getting into that part of his business on his behalf. She shouldn't have made the reference at all, but what's done is done.]

[The milk of the poppy helped him sleep when he suffered the pains of his injuries, but space doesn't have any.]

I can imagine that. Being part of another man's entertainment and such.

[And probably other things as well.]

That doesn't help. He's very dedicated to trying to find a way to help me get to his home instead of eventually being sent back to mine. [For reasons she's sure Robb can imagine.]

[Robb’s frown deepens gradually.]

That is a truly noble thing. [And then he realizes that death was awaiting her as well.] I hope he will succeed. [Maybe he could escape to another place as well. To be able to be with Jeyne, have many children and live the life he wants to lead. It would be craven, it would be against his fondness for duty. But he would be happy.

Robb would really like it to be happy.]

I take it is a safe place there?

There are dangers anywhere, but it isn't like my home or yours. Safer than that. [Of course she hasn't seen it for herself and only knows of Robb's world through stories, but it feels like an easy statement to make.]

I hope we succeed too. If we crack the code then we'll let everyone know. [She wouldn't abandon the others in the fleet. She wouldn't expect them all to go to National City, but there must be places that suit them. And if National City becomes the only option then they'll work that out too.]

Well, any bloody place is safer than Westeros. The war has destroyed most of it. It is not safe to wander outside without company. Traveling the Kingsroad to King’s Landing would mean death in an instant.

[The Riverlands are a mess and the North suffers constant attacks from the Ironborn.]

Yes, let me know of it. [He nods shortly, not sure what to think to live a life in a modern society. How would that be? What would they expect from him?] There are more who try to find a way out of here. If we all work together we might make it work.

Definitely sounds like a rough place. Home was similar. It wasn't exactly safe inside either. [Cities would be culled and at times burned through again just in case people had tried to move back to live in the rubble.] It was mostly a matter of time since there was a lot of area for them to cover to wipe everyone out.

[But no need to go into all that. She shouldn't be trying to one up him. Death and destruction are hard at any level even one with a semblance of a governmental system still in place. And not much of one by the sound of it from the race for being king or queen of the lands.]

I will let you know. It probably would be helpful to bring more people into it. [But it also concerns her. She led a group for escape in the prison and it had been a draining thing that no one seemed to want even though everyone wanted to leave. She's not sure how involved she wants to get in leading or forming anything similar. But this is a different place with different people and maybe just removing the defense component would be enough to rally people towards and not against it.]

The enemy? And why would they want to wipe everyone out? Was there war as well? [Apparently there wasn't much difference between Westeros and her world. Why did so many people here came from such terrible situations. Did the lords of Atroma thought themselves saviors of some sort?]

I would like that. I cannot help with all the technical things...like transporter devices and flying machines... But I am... [What could he contribute?] ...I am rather good at reading maps.

Apocalypse's forces. They were committing genocide. Wiping out all the humans and any mutants who decided to stand in their way or using them as resources—forced labor, experimentation, genetic fodder. They called it survival of the fittest. I had a few other names for it. [If you know what she means. Not a fan.]

There are always things to help with. [Whether it's maps or something else.]

[Robb pulls a face at that. He had never liked the entire killing aspect of wars and definitely not the ‘killing innocents’ thing.]

And people say Westeros is a bad place. [The forces of something called ‘Apocalypse’ can’t mean anything good for real. It is all in that name...] Survival of the fittest? That is an odd name for causing massacres. Or do they hope to encounter someone they cannot kill? [At least, that is how Robb sees it.] What a shoddy excuse.

I think so too. [A short nod before he looks at her again.] Let me know if you need anything.

[She nods.] They want the stronger people they encounter to work with them. [She thinks about how she was almost one of them. How they tried to capture her shortly after she came into her powers and murdered her parents in the process, but she'd rather pull back than push forward at this point. He just woke up. He doesn't need to know every horror of her world. She already shared a lot of them.]

I will. And I should let you get back to talking to all the other people who were waiting for you to wake up. We'll talk soon.

[It is still a big sort of thought. To imagine such a world. To imagine these modern wars. More questions rise inside of him but maybe there is another day for that. His head hurts a little and he looks a bit tired.]

Yes. [He nods.] It is good to have spoken to you, Kitty. You look well. [A pause.] It is good to know my friends have been doing well during my...slumber.

We kept things going for you. [She smiles.] Have a good waking day, Robb.

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