The Ides of March better not be upon us....

[nugqueen]

Who: Crew and Visitors of the SS Blue Fish
Broadcast: n/a unless people make their own threads I guess
Action: what it says on the tin
When: throughout the month of March

[Swimsuit not required]

Comments

[kingofbadlifechoices]

Is the lady Riona awake yet?

[Robb pops his head around the door with a deep frown on his face. Seeker is walking behind him, sniffing at Kiter in a curious way.]

Must I take over for you? A shift or so?

[nugqueen]

Not yet, unfortunately. I've been leaving her food on the off chance she wakes and I am not here.

[And then returning it or eating it when she finds herself faced with the still sleeping Warden.]

I'll be fine. It's not as if I am neglecting my health or duties over this. It's only that I am worried after her. She's aging. I did not think that was possible.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

Do not leave the food out there for too long. Otherwise she might end up waking up in quite a smelly room.

[He experienced that first hand. It wasn’t a good idea to keep the milk outside the refrigerator for a long time.]

Aging? [The thought about spoiled milk is soon forgotten.] Visibly? [That idea gives him the chills. Would that mean that they have seen him bleed and die only to regain life again? When he speaks again he looks a bit more pale.]

Is she turning into an old lady?

[nugqueen]

Oh, no of course not. The last thing I'd want her to wake up to is the smell of sour food.

[As for his question - she can't help but laugh.]

Maker, no - I thinks he's just... it's a bit like her body is catching up to time passing back home while she sleeps. When I was asleep two years had passed and I woke up here. For her... I wonder if it'd be more like ten years. The same happened to Anders - [And realizing Robb might not know Anders, she adds - ] He is the medic aboard the Three Twins - ah... whatever it's called now.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

[Robb laughs with her even though it is no laughing matter as all.]

For me it has been a couple of months as well. [Maybe he became seventeen but it is nothing compared to dying. Everything pales in comparison to that.] Not years... [There simply wasn't something like years for Robb Stark.] Is that...a good thing? At least, when it comes to her past.

[A nod.]

I have spoken to him. He is fond of gardening and such. He seems to be a good man.

[nugqueen]

Only that she would have less questions about the future, having lived a great deal of it, I imagine.

[She nods, looking thoughtful on the subject.]

Anders, after myself, is probably Riona's closest friend from our home. I'll need to keep him updated while she continues to sleep like this.

[kingofbadlifechoices]

Hmn. [Robb thinks of those words for a moment and then looks at her again.] What would you prefer? Not knowing your future and stay oblivious to all the bad things that might lie ahead? Or knowing of it, having to deal with it... Maybe that is... [He pauses again to think.] ...the thing that makes her grow older.

[At her last words he merely nods.]

You can call him over if you wish. I can cover your shift.