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Entry tags:
- ahad (inheritance trilogy),
- daenerys targaryen (asoiaf),
- graham humbert (once upon a time),
- meallan lavellan (dragon age),
- pearl (steven universe),
- peter parker (the amazing spider-man),
- sakura kinomoto (cardcaptor sakura),
- sansa stark (asoiaf),
- sieglinde sullivan (black butler),
- stiles stilinski (teen wolf)
(Text) → UN: courtesy
(To say she is shaken is putting it mildly - and kindly. Alayne isn't sure she can stand on her own two feet when she lands - yes lands. It seems falling through the rift originally is not the only fright she will be receiving from this...adventure.
She is sick to death of adventures - or, no, perhaps Alayne isn't. She did visit the East and she chose to travel across the sea to see her father.
But this is...not the same. A sea doesn't have any magical or mystical properties. A sea cannot, in the blink of an eye, carry you from one place to another.
Though she is shaking in fear, she decides to reach out for answers - for hope - for guidance. She must be strong.)
My name is Alayne Stone. I am the daughter of Petyr Baelish and I hail from the Eyrie.
(There, beginnings are proper. She cannot be too panicked to forget her courtesies!)
What am I to do...? I thought it was strange to be hired for such a mission, but it has only gotten stranger. I feel I am dreaming.
(She must have hit her head. Yes, that is a comforting theory, however her dreams have never been so...surreal.)
She is sick to death of adventures - or, no, perhaps Alayne isn't. She did visit the East and she chose to travel across the sea to see her father.
But this is...not the same. A sea doesn't have any magical or mystical properties. A sea cannot, in the blink of an eye, carry you from one place to another.
Though she is shaking in fear, she decides to reach out for answers - for hope - for guidance. She must be strong.)
My name is Alayne Stone. I am the daughter of Petyr Baelish and I hail from the Eyrie.
(There, beginnings are proper. She cannot be too panicked to forget her courtesies!)
What am I to do...? I thought it was strange to be hired for such a mission, but it has only gotten stranger. I feel I am dreaming.
(She must have hit her head. Yes, that is a comforting theory, however her dreams have never been so...surreal.)
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( YOU ARE BOMBING THIS PARKER GET IT TOGETHER. at least he can focus on trying to show her how to use her device. that's easier. kinda... )
I can show you, maybe, if you want? It's easy to pick up with a little practice. And it'd be good for you to know. I day 'I'm surprised they didn't teach you', but, I'm not surprised. They really don't care about employee retention around here.
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(...or Alayne did, rather. She feels it is important to keep the story intact.)
Could you find me with ease? I do not wish to put you or anyone else in danger.
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I'm a photographer, but people would probably argue about how honest that is. ( and she probably doesn't even know what it is. wow, what is wrong with him... ) Not that I'm not honest. I'm honest. I mean, it doesn't seem very honest when I need to insist that I'm honest, but...
( kill him now plz... he rubs a hand over his face, before nodding. )
Sure. I can. Don't worry about that, I'm pretty good at taking care of myself.
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(Breathe, Peter. She isn't going to bite.)
I imagine you are better at it than I am.
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It's kind of like... an artist? ( he doesn't use a paintbrush but it does require a certain amount of skill, and the end result is similar to a painting. it should at least make sense. ) And that's nice of you. I know I sound ridiculous, so it's actually really nice of you.
( he's just nervous, and nervousness snowballs. still, he's putting himself together again. hopefully.
considering his abilities he has to agree with the sentiment, but he still finds it a little sad that she doesn't think she knows how to take care of herself. ) Well, we're a team now, right? So we can look after each other.
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Ah, like a Bard! Your skills must bring enjoyment to many. (That is the purpose of Bards in Westeros. They make everyday life less dull for the rich nobles and/or the drunks in the taverns.)
No, you only sound as if you are trying to relay too many ideas at once. I know my experience with...technology...doesn't help matters. I am likely much further behind than others.
(But she will catch up.)
I would like that very much. Thank you.
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Kind... of? When things get a little quieter around here, I'll have to show you my camera. It's one of those things that is hard to explain.
( except not really he can explain it perfectly but that doesn't really mean she'll understand it. )
Sure. I can meet you tonight, if you want? To show you how to run the communicator.
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(The evolution of language.)
I will wait in the Inn for you. I trust you will not have difficulty spotting me?
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( she seems like she must be from a medieval time, which is hard for him to even fathom, but somehow time travel is easier to understand than magic. )
Yeah, I can find you. ( he seems embarrassed by that, but she's not wrong; he's not going to forget what she looks like easily. )
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(Westeros is entirely medieval and he is speaking to one who was almost a Queen. Technically, if her family still ruled the North, she would be a Princess.)
I will have a some refreshment ready for you. (By which she means a drink and maybe some sort of snack.
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( that feels like something Uncle Ben would have said. Uncle Ben had lots of good sayings like that. )
Oh, you don't... I mean, if you're hungry I guess we could do it over food, if you want, but you don't have to worry about making me a refreshment. ( was that a normal expectation in her world??? )
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(Otherwise they remain barriers.)
It is customary in Westeros to welcome guests warmly. You are journeying to see me.
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( too true, actually. )
I'm... I mean, I'm not at the inn right now, but I sleep there, so it's not really a journey. ( he can't tell if it'd be worse to accept or worse to tell her not to. ) If you join me, then I'll have a refreshment. But you don't need to, just for my sake.
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Good point. Yeah, okay, refreshments it is. Thanks, Alayne. I'll see you soon.
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he only slightly loses track of time, and is thusly only a little bit late. at least when he comes jogging up to the main room where the guests can mingle if they want, he looks apologetic. and overheated. god this place is hot. )
Hey. Hi. Alayne. Sorry, I was... ( he fades off, breathless. doing stuff, apparently. he manages a smile though. ) Nice to meet you in person.
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It is a bit hot. It reminds her of the South in Westeros and she wishes the uniforms they are given could adapt to it better. However, once he arrives, she has indeed located a brush and set her plait to rights.
A small smile hovers on her lips.) Thank you for coming. (She picks up a cool drink for him and holds it out.)
I hope you didn't tire yourself too much?
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he considers offering a hand to shake, but he's not sure she would even know what a handshake is. so he flounders, offering an awkward half bow that just looks like his side hurts, and takes the drink. )
No, I'm okay. My aunt used to say I have infinite energy as long as I'm up to no good. ( he looks comically oversized when he takes a seat in one of the Nalawi chairs, drink in hand. ) And I like to think I'm up to good around here, hopefully.
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Are you... (Alright? For his sake, she switches her focus quickly, assuming he might be embarrassed.) ...up to no good?
(He reminds her so strongly of her brothers. Always mischievous, competitive, but sweet and loving.)
So you are fatigued most of the time?
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it's weird to be a normal guy again.
as to her question, he is tired. likely not more than anyone else, though. he shrugs and offers a slight shrug. ) I think we're all tired. I'm okay, though, compared to the hours I ran back home this place is practically good for me. ( if he's not on a patrol, he's out like a light... something he never accomplished in the city. ) So, are you ready? I can show you how to run your communicator, now, if you want?