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[The lighting isn't the best, but she moves in front of the camera, still adjusting to how technology works. Adjusting one more thing, Meera smiles as she looks into the lens.]

Good day. I did not get a good introduction last time, and I apologize for a lack of one. [She was just fearful of who could be here, and what information she had from back home-- though useless here, she was not sure if it could be used.]

My name is Meera Reed. I am from Westeros, and have been told there are others here from my home. I understand there is a truce. [At least no one has visibly tried to kill Theon-- that she's aware. He's standing at least. Though not the same man she's last seen.]

For those that that may not pertain to, I would like to know about time. On this ship it seems as if it doesn't go by. There are no true seasons. The planet was a welcome to see a harvest scene, but from what I understand, autumn-- nor Winter for that matter, do not pass in years as they do back home.

[It seems a simple thing, but it only made her think of how much has changed. Meera is quiet as she leans in to turn on off the camera, a few curls falling from behind her ear.]

precedented

Who: Leto and You
Broadcast: Text
Action: SS Blameless
When: Now

Since the Atroma so kindly plagiarized my last game, which in turn makes me wonder how much of the broadcasts they actually pay attention to, I thought I'd offer something new.

What can't you live without? And what do you have that you would give up for it?

Or alternatively: Your favourite fantasy with the Atroma. If you must be graphic about it, do be tasteful.

partialities

I ought to confess.

This little planet does unsettle me so and why, I cannot explain.

And yet, I have spent far too many days inside and so -

I do very dearly wish for an escort for a short walk outside.

Mayhaps I shall learn to love it, despite it all, we ought not insist on being unhappy, after all.

greywater

Who: Meera Reed and anyone who wants to welcome her!
Broadcast: video: post Shuffle
Action: SS Marsiva; SS Paisley
When: When she arrives and post Shuffle

( collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home )

( It was a flood that wrecked this home )

( video )

[This is still an adjustment. The very existence of this place odd. Meera is not one to judge the unlikelihood of something. There is no arguing against the existence of something glaring her in the face. Meera is all too accustomed to that.

And because of this, she sits poised in front of the device-- it's playing a video, something she is only aware of because of the knowledge given to her. None of this makes sense, but there's parts of it she can identify. Her faith in that keeps her unnerved.]

My name is Meera, and I am in search of three boys. They were traveling companions of mine. I do not know the likelihood of them being here, but I need to know if they are here. [It's not only family, but duty. Her tone is level, a corner of her lip tilted into a half smile.]

Two are younger than I. One, thin and blond. He is not always well. [To put it lightly.] Another is young boy, dark hair. He may be accompanied by a third, older though. He says little save his own name.

[It is not much to go on, but she daren't put them in harm's way. Meera doesn't know what the name 'Stark' may mean. It is vague at best, but she remains hopeful, unsure what they would do without her.]

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