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]

[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.