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arya stark

ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪғ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛɪᴍᴇ

[ Ensconced in the solar of her mother's rooms and surrounded by maps and books, Arya clears her throat. For once, she sounds in a good mood. ]

I've been wondering. How long does it take to raise a house? Couldn't there be a way to make maps move and make them easier to use? How do you pronounce this word? [ She carefully writes "acetoarsenite" beside the question. ] What month is it?

[ Fingers trail over an illuminated heart tree. Abruptly recalling the open journal, she finishes: ]

Oh! Does anyone cut hair?

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[Yes, good little wolf]

Well that and the older angels really aren't forthcoming with information.

Pull them up by an ankle until they are?

Heh, maybe Yuan one day.

I didn't know he's from Tethe'alla.

Well, that or Sylvarant. I never really asked him where he's from.

I didn't speak to him much. Not after he died.

[ Again she looks at the door. When next she speaks, she sounds like she's thinking out loud. ]

I used to wish every day for my father to come. When Robb was here the first time. After Robb left, I prayed for him too and my little brothers.

I stopped wishing after I came back. [ After the cave and the fire and the trial. (are you my mother, Thoros?) ] The dead are sad.

[ She fears Robb changing. She fears waking up and finding him gone again. Now it's not just her mother's door she stops at every morning to check the bed's occupant remains. ]

Mm...

[he can't judge, he didn't speak to Yuan much before OR after he died. But he rather not get into those reasons]

[a pause]

Yeah, they are.

As cold as it sounds...the dead should stay dead. I mean I'm not saying we should send all the people here now back to their deaths, but...

[It's not right for this place to play with life and death]

Lord Beric thought that too. He cannot even remember much about before he died the first time.

Lord Beric?

He's the leader of the Brotherhood Without Banners. He was going to ransom me back to Robb. He'd been killed six times.

Charming.

But wait, how could he have died six times? Does he just...get better?

Thoros brings him back. He can bring back those who've died.

Huh?

But I thought you said magic was dead in your world.

It was. It died with the dragons.

[ And then Daenerys hatched dragons and magic came back into the world and everything that was already going wrong went to hell. ]

Thoros said he couldn't use spells before, but he can now.

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Dragons were the source of magic?

[This is so weird...]

Why would he keep bringing the guy back anyway?

I don't know. That's what they say. That's all the magic I ever saw.

[ Her dreams weren't—aren't—magic. They were only dreams.

She sighs before beginning the story. ]

My father sent Lord Beric and some other men to capture Ser Gregor for his crimes. Ser Gregor, he would kill and rape and burn everything. He'd pick a villager every day to be tickled. That's what they called it. A man called the Tickler would do it. They'd question the villager in a different way every day. Some people only lasted a few hours. A few made it almost to sunset. None ever lived to see night fall. I saw Ser Gregor cut a girl near in half with one swing of his greatsword because she hit the man raping her. I almost lost teeth after he hit me for talking.

Lord Beric was supposed to capture him, but he never did. There was a trap and that was the first time he died. Thoros said he didn't know what he did, but Lord Beric stood.

They made the Brotherhood to help the smallfolk, they said. The lords and the soldiers didn't care for them, they said. Lord Beric led them and Thoros was always there. Some of them had been my father's men, but they said my father was dead and they weren't loyal to Winterfell anymore. They said they were righteous and just, but they weren't. They let a guilty man go even after I told them what he did. They called me a gold squirrel. Lord Beric said if Robb didn't pay, they'd ransom me to my uncle. He didn't say what he'd do if my uncle didn't either. I think they wouldn't have let me go.

[He listens to this story; disgusted]

So they're not only necromancers, they're disgusting bastards who think they know what justice is?

Ugh, that's the worst combination.

They weren't so bad.

[ Anguy taught her arrows. Tom o'Seven's songs were stupid, but they sometimes made her laugh. Ned Dayne was nice even if Arya wanted to punch his dull face in for thinking her father ever loved a woman other than her mother. And Gendry was one of them. If she were with them still, she could be riding with him, be an outlaw too.

Except she couldn't be. She'd only be a stupid lady again and Gendry wouldn't want to be her friend. Arya chews on her lip. ]

[ It doesn't matter anyway. They're all like to be hanged for outlaws. And they're not here so they are not her concern. ]

Do you want to meet my brother? He is not well yet, but he will be good enough to receive guests soon. I want you to meet. Properly this time. Robb is wonderful. He is good and kind. He would play with us in Winterfell even though he was to be lord and he was supposed to be above such. There's no one can say a bad word of him after they've met.

[ Even Tywin "I am impressed by nothing, including my children" Lannister said nice things. ]

Edited (I HATED IT SHUSH) 2013-03-31 14:58 (UTC)

If you say so. [But he won't poke more on the subject. Its not like he knows the full story. And let's go talk about the brother instead]

[And he lets out a small chuckle]

And sure! I'd like to meet him. I have yet to meet a Stark I haven't liked.

[ She beams. ]

I'll tell him. He has to meet his doctor in a few days. After.

Huh? You sure you don't want me to try to heal him?

I would. [ From the way she says it, it's easy to imagine her displeased face. ] Robb is not comfortable with magic. He said he'd rather keep to the man who treated him when he arrived. Since he's not in danger from his injuries, I gave up fighting him about it.

I did tell him if he bled again I'd have Nymeria sit on him for you to heal him.

Oh. So that's how it is...

He'll be fine with me having magic, right? I know a lot of humans get uncomfortable with that stuff. [Which honestly normally he wouldn't give a damn if they were, buuut Arya's brother means he has to at least TRY to play nice]

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I haven't told him much about what you can do. I thought you'd prefer to tell him what you liked. I only told him about the healing because I was trying to convince him. But he won't mind.

[ And if he does, he knows better than to say it. He's not Arya. ]

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