every flight begins with a fall

[valyrianstorm]

Who: Daenerys Targaryen & Open
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Yes, on the Marsiva. Because I know ship names.
When: Right after her arrival.

[The salt of the sea no longer fills her nostrils; she cannot hear the waves and she senses that she is not amongst her fellows or onboard a ship any longer. Panic would be an acceptable first emotion and with how the young Queen jerks up from her bed, she clearly considers it.

But a Dragon does not show her weakness. Rubbing absently at her neck, clad in black, Daenerys familiarizes herself with her surroundings and, eventually, her communication's device.

Well.

After watching others making use of it, she learns quickly, violet eyes sharp and intent on the task. What magic is this?]

I commend you for your audacity. If you think I am weaker cut off from my allies and my children, you are sadly mistaken.

[Now onto negotiations. She settles herself, expression calm, adapting to her new, strange circumstances.]

What do you want? Gold? Power? Ships? [She is not parting from either option, of course, but any hint about her captor(s) is useful.

Later, she can be found scouring out the Marsiva, posture perfect and unyielding.]

Comments

[bryces_pup]

[It's always hard to talk to newcomers. They always come with such faith and determination. Something Riona admires, even though being here long enough tends to wear it down.]

With any luck, they'll grow bored and you'll be sent home quickly. There... are people we were in contact with who claimed they were part of this and managed to escape, though this happened before any of us currently here. We don't know who they are, or how they did. As of right now, no one currently knows a way out.

[valyrianstorm]

[She has gotten used to carrying that passionate determination; it isn't something new for her. She must lead a whole fleet into battle and that is no small feat!]

That could have been a ruse; a way to give you false hope. [What infantile entertainment.] I would not put much stock in what they said.

[bryces_pup]

Perhaps so, but they came to our aid when we needed it, so they definitely are not the enemy. And they are the best lead we have. I suppose we could just write off any possible clue or lead on the chance it could be wrong and shake out fist at our captors, but I hardly find that fun.

[It's not like they're gonna be able to make a run for it as things are.]

Oh, but I forget my manners. Riona Cousland Theirin. Nice to meet you [Again] despite the circumstances, Lady...? [She knows the answer, but she knows it best for now to play dumb.]

[valyrianstorm]

Definitely are not the enemy? After one rescue you come to that conclusion? [She gives a gentle shrug of her shoulders.] The best lead for now, you mean, and I shall search for others with every spare moment I have.

[No fist shaking, but she is rarely happy with what is.]

Daenerys Targaryen. Are you an acquaintance of my Hand, Lord Tyrion?

[bryces_pup]

[Riona decides to drop that first subject. She's not in a mood to debate something like that with a newcomer. It's not worth the headache. Instead, she focuses on common ground.]

I am. I consider him a good friend.

[valyrianstorm]

[That is probably best. Daenerys likes to chew over a situation and come to her own conclusions. She has been misled too many times.]

He is important to me - and not for wholly political reasons.

[bryces_pup]

He's told me of you. [Which is true, but it's also easier to say that than to explain how she knew her from before.] With great fondness and respect. You're lucky to have him as a friend.