driftfleet | every flight begins with a fall

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.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Yarn does not smell nearly as good to him. He follows his stomach when he is not listening to me. [A small issue, but she is choosing to trust her instincts. She has no other choice and she refuses to chain her children for a moment longer.] We cannot choose our relatives, but they need not be our only family.

I am aboard the Marsiva until I am dispatched to a ship.

Hmmm, fair enough, and I wouldn't dare dip them in blood. They might try to eat them. [He looks at her for a long moment, and states simply.] That goes both ways, my lady.

[Her own family was ... questionable to say the least. He's pleased to offer her being part of her family in kind.]

Then our meeting will have to wait until then.

They are not cats. Even blood dipped yarn would not entertain them for long. [They want prey that moves, breathes and gives them a fine chase. Daenerys smiles at him, signaling that she understands what he is offering.]

Those who advise me are my family. [That is how she chooses to rule.]

I thought as much. I must be patient.

I really must look into creative fascinating toys for dragons. I can only imagine it would mean I have to do something rather wild. Like attach it to a human they can chase around. Perhaps a cow. [Yes, he is making light of the situation, but only because he knows it will be quite some time until she sees her dragons again.]

And we are pleased to be so, my lady. [He knows that he is.]

Not one of your finest virtues, I know, but I know you will manage after I send you a reading list.

I think you might be fonder of them than you let on. [How can she blame him? She smiles, reminiscing about her fierce children. She cannot doubt that she will see them again, but being parted from them hurts.]

With my family mad and dead or just the latter, I am the one who is pleased not to be alone. [Thrones are lonely places, but she is not there yet.]

You are making me a reading list?

every flight begins with a fall

[Video]

Re: [Video]

[Video]

Re: [Video]

[Video]