Catelyn Tully Stark (
onlyvengeance) wrote in
driftfleet2017-02-10 09:18 pm
Entry tags:
Catelyn | OTA and a closed tag for Robb
Who: Catelyn Stark
Broadcast: no
Action: a nice dose of hallucinations, for the most part
When: now
A. Hallucinations, OTA
[ At first they were faint, such that she wasn't even certain that she heard them. But a mother knew her children's cries. They were distinct to her, even when they were only small babies. And though she knew in her heart that none of her children would sound like infants, still she heard them. And as time wore on they only got louder and louder, and the compulsion to find them grew more and more urgent. So in earlier stages, she'll simply stop at seemingly random points, listening intently. Later, she will find herself doing things like ripping up the deck plates, or trying to, growing more and more frantic. She may not recognize people that she should. And these moods are chaotic and come out of seemingly nowhere, so you might find her to be perfectly lucid as well. ]
I will find you, my sweetlings. Nothing will hurt you now.
B. Closed to Robb, in the Iskaulit gardens
[The voices did not follow her here to the gardens. And though she was not given to praying in the godswood at home, preferring the ritual of the sept and voices raised in song, she felt compelled to seek the green space and it's quiet here and now. She has closed her eyes and is singing in her heart, seeking a calm she struggles to feel in any other way. And even here it is fleeting. Though it is ship's night and she should be sleeping, she cannot. ]
Broadcast: no
Action: a nice dose of hallucinations, for the most part
When: now
A. Hallucinations, OTA
[ At first they were faint, such that she wasn't even certain that she heard them. But a mother knew her children's cries. They were distinct to her, even when they were only small babies. And though she knew in her heart that none of her children would sound like infants, still she heard them. And as time wore on they only got louder and louder, and the compulsion to find them grew more and more urgent. So in earlier stages, she'll simply stop at seemingly random points, listening intently. Later, she will find herself doing things like ripping up the deck plates, or trying to, growing more and more frantic. She may not recognize people that she should. And these moods are chaotic and come out of seemingly nowhere, so you might find her to be perfectly lucid as well. ]
I will find you, my sweetlings. Nothing will hurt you now.
B. Closed to Robb, in the Iskaulit gardens
[The voices did not follow her here to the gardens. And though she was not given to praying in the godswood at home, preferring the ritual of the sept and voices raised in song, she felt compelled to seek the green space and it's quiet here and now. She has closed her eyes and is singing in her heart, seeking a calm she struggles to feel in any other way. And even here it is fleeting. Though it is ship's night and she should be sleeping, she cannot. ]

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Are your children lost? Do you need help in searching for them?
[Though, the more she thinks about it, the stranger it seems. This woman doesn't seem to be a native, but she's never seen her around the fleet.]
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I...I keep hearing them, you see. They need me. But I cannot find them.
[ Her tone is plaintive, pleading. ]
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[She's listening for them now, but she hears nothing. How very odd...]
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I see. My lady, if you don't mind my asking: are you a newcomer to the fleet that docked here just recently?
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They ...they shouldn't be small children. But...but I died so I should not be here either.
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You are not the only one who has died and found themselves here. Atroma possesses some... powerful abilities. As for your children: are you hearing them right now?
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I don't. Not anymore.
I...thank you.
[She's a little embarrassed now. ]
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Happy to help. I wish I could say how long it'll last, but it won't be forever. [A pause.] Ah, I apologize. I rushed in without even introducing myself. My name is Riona. May I have yours?