driftfleet | Excuse You I Had Vows to Keep

Who: Katie and you!
Broadcast: Yes!
Action: Vanquish / Iskaulit
When: Today!

[Last thing Katie remembers is literally dragging a troll's battleaxe through a town on the verge of rioting, a large collection of stray cats nipping at her heels. (Look, life is complicated. Don't ask.)

Waking up to absolute stillness after that? Disconcerting, to say the least.

There's a dreamcatcher above the bed she's lying on, crafted with familiar wool and laced with magic, and it's the familiarity that pulls at her memory before she rolls over to see a collection of woolen dolls. That she crafted, she remembers suddenly. She'd forgotten. When did she--?

Then she's out the door and into the hallway, wide-eyed and disoriented.] No, no, no--

[It's the Fleet. Worst possible timing, oh my god. Or someone's god, anyway. You can find her in the halls or in the blanket fort, much beloved and missed cat winding around her ankles as she... starts pulling the blankets down and folding them neatly into a pile. Goddammit.]

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[And much later, a video broadcast, cheerful British accent warped slightly by a little American influence--]

Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies. Do we still have a theatre? A fox park? If all else fails, I suppose people would consider me old enough to drink for once. [It's not a familiar face, except for the same bright green eyes.] I have all the time in the world to waste, and I'm new. Tell me where I can waste it?

[She'll be on the Iskaulit anyway, trying to match old-new memories with what she finds and feeling more than a little displaced. Find her pretty much anywhere. Later, she'll head out to the hotel and the planet, but that's a different post.]

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[Katie makes a small mournful sound.]

Why my lady? I'd be a Sir, if anything, but I thought we liked to call each other names.

That was before. But, if you like -- [ a stiff breath. this isn't easy for her. ] I could still call you Katie.

My lady tells of a title I haven't earned. I'd much rather be an everyday plain Jane.

Will you manage, breaking decorum this way? [It's difficult, she can see that.]

...is it all right if I still call you Sansa?

[ silently, she reminds herself the girl is the same. only older. older, and maybe a little more charming. ]

I'll manage. I will. [ ... ] Call me Sansa if you like. I won't mind.

[ true enough. once upon a time, she might have. but the fleet has immured her to it. ]

I'm glad. I think we established Sansa is much faster to say, should I need to warn you of trouble.

[There's an offer implied there, though obliquely.]

Why? [ only a little imperious -- but that's more to protect herself than to lash out at katie. ] Are you expecting trouble?

It's my job to always expect trouble. To put fires out, one must first pay attention for signs of smoke.

Your job? [ really? ] Truly?

Does it surprise you?

[Really and truly, though to explain she's a member of the police force to someone who's likely never heard of the concept when Katie is the way she is... well. So she answers a question with a question.]

No. [ she lies. ] It doesn't. Lady Ahsoka was going to be a knight, once. I suppose I can believe a lot of things.

[ tougher to accept, perhaps, is that katie used to be a little girl and now she has a vocation. ]

Belief makes the world go round, Sansa.

Knighthood is a great thing, as shiny as it sounds. I hope one day to be the same.

-- Mayhaps you would be best served being something else.

[ knights are not all they're cracked up to be. ]

[Oh, she knows. She only made knighthood because one noble wanted to really piss off another one.]

Do you think so? What could you see me doing?

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Whatever you wanted, I think. [ ... ] You seemed a strong-willed little girl.

Did I? I suppose I really pulled myself together. [Oh lord, she's secretly and bitterly amused at saying that.] It's all the wool. I had to have patience to find the end of the ball.

I wonder what else there is to do that isn't a knight, though. Perhaps I'll try piracy. Or hunting.

Hunting? [ she doesn't hunt. of course she doesn't hunt. but -- ] Katie. Do you hawk?

[ sansa goes hawking. ]

[That strikes her for a moment, and she blinks. She has been hawking. Just once. A noble pursuit. But generally--]

Birds tend to be frightened of me. I imagine if I ever try hawking, I wouldn't be very good at it.

Have you?

Yes. It was one of the few pursuits I truly enjoyed while in the capitol -- riding out to the kingswood. Although I never had a hawk of my own, and had to borrow one from Lady Margaery. [ ... ] Have you met her? She's here in the fleet, as well.

I'm not sure. But it's been a long while for me; I hope I haven't done the lady the disservice of forgetting her. [Lightly.]

I would think watching others in such a practice would be interesting enough. Are the two of you close?

[Do you trust her?]

She is a dear friend no matter our circumstances.

[ yes. perhaps not to the very ends of the earth -- but to a point? she trusts her very much. ]

[Good to know.]

Is the Lady Margaery a noble like you?

Nobler still, some might say.

[ coyish. ]

Then I'm surrounded by fair and gracious company. [It amuses Katie on some level to realise she also qualifies as noble these days. That being said, her particular rank holds no joy and doesn't measure up to actual ladies of the court.] I shall have to be on my best behaviour.

She will be a queen. In time. Although she remains kind and caring.

As all queens should be. If she considers you a friend, I imagine that's rather good fortune.

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