Jσɳ Sɳσɯ (
song_of_ice) wrote in
driftfleet2017-08-11 12:04 am
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Who: Jon Snow & Open
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: N/A
When: 8/11
[The shouts of the Northern men was still ringing in his ears as he opened his eyes, the quiet of the ship piercing through him. The familiar stones of Wintefell were replaced by steel and machinery he didn't recognize but for some reason understood...at least in passing. Space, ships and other information he had never considered before were fresh in his mind. The darkness beyond the windows was not so mysterious or strange, though it still filled him with the same awe he felt when he stood atop the Wall for the first time.
It took time for his current imprisonment and state to at least hit him, the shock slowly wearing off the longer he sat in silence. After a few hours, he felt ready to turn to the network for the answers he wouldn't find on the Marsiva.]
My name is Jon Snow.
[There seemed little reason to ask about escape, as it seemed there were so many still here. If they could leave by their own will, they would have by now.]
Who are the men that have captured us? Are they taking us somewhere in particular or is this holding cell meant to travel without destination?
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: N/A
When: 8/11
[The shouts of the Northern men was still ringing in his ears as he opened his eyes, the quiet of the ship piercing through him. The familiar stones of Wintefell were replaced by steel and machinery he didn't recognize but for some reason understood...at least in passing. Space, ships and other information he had never considered before were fresh in his mind. The darkness beyond the windows was not so mysterious or strange, though it still filled him with the same awe he felt when he stood atop the Wall for the first time.
It took time for his current imprisonment and state to at least hit him, the shock slowly wearing off the longer he sat in silence. After a few hours, he felt ready to turn to the network for the answers he wouldn't find on the Marsiva.]
My name is Jon Snow.
[There seemed little reason to ask about escape, as it seemed there were so many still here. If they could leave by their own will, they would have by now.]
Who are the men that have captured us? Are they taking us somewhere in particular or is this holding cell meant to travel without destination?

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[She won't get into what happened to said group right now. It's not a story to just casually share with a newcomer.]
Well met, sir. I couldn't help but notice you seem familiar with Tyrion. Are you from Westeros as well?
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Aye, I'm from the North. Lord Tyrion and I knew each other when I was leaving to serve at the Wall.
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[Sadly, that all ended in disaster.]
The North. The Starks live up there, right? [She knows the answer already, but must keep up appearances and all.]
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[It wasn't much, but these ships were at least saved. It seemed though that there was a way to free themselves.]
Aye. Winterfell is the seat of House Stark.
[He would mention that he is the son of Lord Eddard, but he knows he is no Stark. He's only a Snow.]
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[If only it was ever that simple.]
There were members of the Stark family here, though they have since left.
[It's a shame. Robb and Sansa would have been happy to see him, she thinks.]