Thirty-Second House of Westeros ♛ Action

[songsandstories]

[She comes to in the clinic, finally awaking from what certainly did not feel like a dream. She is slow to move at first, mentally questioning her surroundings. This is not the Vale. This is not the room she's been given. Her first reaction is one of fear. Surely the Lords Declarant did not believe her, and she's been taken to the Lannisters.

But recognition dawns quickly enough. She knows this castle, and while she has never had need of the clinic, she has been here twice with Robb. This is not Westeros. It is the castle that took her, the castle she has forgotten about until now.

Sansa feels well enough, though her thoughts turn less from herself and more towards those she knows are here, Robb, Arya, and her mother. Those she needs to find first. It is Lady who nudges her soon enough, and the sight of the direwolf has her near tears once again. To have lived without her, to be reminded of what had happened, it takes a moment.

When she does get out of the clinic, she is mostly heading towards where her family's room are, hoping that they are still there. There's too much to really say over the journals. It is something she would rather check on in person.]

ooc: feel free to run into her in the clinic or after she gets out.

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[assassino]

[Now there's a familiar face.

Ezio catches her as she's on her way out, and a concerned look alights on his face.]

Dolcezza?

[songsandstories]

[His voice has her turning, his name coming to her mind immediately.]

Ezio. [She bows her head.]

[assassino]

[He reaches out for her hand as he approaches, intending to kiss its back.]

What had you in the clinic, Alayne?

[Or is it Sansa these days, he wonders?]

[songsandstories]

[She blinks once, letting him greet her. She is not sure if she can tell him the truth. He has pledged to fight for her though. He swore it.]

The castle brought me home for a time.

[assassino]

[He presses a kiss to the back of her hand before closing his other hand overtop hers, just to keep her close.]

And how are things in Westeros?

[wolfskin]

[ Robb visited often after he heard, both out of worry and duty. As the head of the house it is his responsibility to ensure to safety and well being of them all, yet he could do nothing to wake her, nothing but wait. He visited also to assure Lady, bringing Grey Wind with him more oft than not. He did not know if it helped, but the younger wolf seemed to take comfort from her brother.

In fact this is exactly what Robb was doing when he comes across her absent his own wolf today, he stops and blinks, surprise writing itself plainly on his face. ]

Sa─ [ He catches himself, brow furrowing. ] Alayne? You are awake at last.

[songsandstories]

[She has been sitting up for a time, her head finally not spinning. His voice is like a punch to the stomach, and it takes a moment of composure.]

Robb-- [Her face breaks in spite of herself. Even if she is to be Alayne, she cannot help the elation in seeing her brother alive.]

[wolfskin]

[ He moves to greet Lady as he has done many times before, scratching her behind her ear briefly before turning all attention towards his sister- towards Alayne. ]

How do you feel? [ He looks over her, checking for anything the maesters may have missed. ] You slept for some time.

[songsandstories]

[Lady sits, panting when Robb scratches behind her ear. She's dutiful and cordial, liking the light attention, but her companion is back and it pleases the wolf.

When he speaks, her eyes flick to his face.]

I went-- [No, not home. Winterfell is still lost to her. The Vale is Alayne's home, but she would not disgrace him by calling it so in front of him.] Back.

[wolfskin]

[ Robb's expression drops and he looks away from her, his shoulders tensing. She went back, those words themselves are enough to heavy his heart further, only adding to the weight of the news he bares. ]

For how long?

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[simulatedmedic]

[And you get one overly-cheery holographic doctor before you leave, Sansa.

He seems completely unconcerned by the direwolf, walking over and flipping open his tricorder.]

Good morning. And it is a lovely day to be waking up. How are you feeling?

[songsandstories]

[His device has her moving.]

Please, I am well. [She eyes him next, Lady coming to stand beside her.]

[simulatedmedic]

You may be well on the outside, but you've been lying in an induced coma for quite some time. Please, it will all be over in a moment.

[He's just going to take a basic scan, not even use the scanner part of his Tricorder.]

[songsandstories]

[She mislikes this, but she would not be rude.]

I am well. I have not come here harmed.

[simulatedmedic]

Yes, well, apart from a slight drop in blood glucose levels, you're fine. Go get something to eat, and rest for a while.

[He folds the tricorder up.]

In my opinion, you're free to go.

[wolfchild]

[ Robb's kept her updated. She hadn't gone to see Sansa, no, Alayne, herself because she knew there was naught she would be able to do. So she had carried on with her days as usual and let Robb tell her there was no change and nodded and continued eating her supper.

She's awake now and Arya knows she's probably changed somehow. A loss or mayhaps gone home. But she's awake and alive so Arya turns her chin up and walks in the opposite direction.

Robb doesn't want them fighting. So Arya will bite her tongue and ignore her. ]

[songsandstories]

[She knows the figure anywhere, even if the girl with braids is gone from her. Sansa does not know what to expect if and when she sees her, but this does not surprise her either.]

Arya? [She questions as the girl turns back.] Would you not see me?

[wolfchild]

[ She cares not for Alayne, and it is evident. Her distaste drips from her voice. ]

What would I want from a bastard of the Vale?

[ Arya fixes Alayne with a black look and leaves her where she is. ]

[songsandstories]

[What can she say to that? She is a bastard of the Vale, but she cannot have Arya leave just like that, if only because she has not had family in what feels like forever.

I have had Father, she thinks.]

I had come to see if you were well all the same. King Robb told me-- [Lady Catelyn is gone. Somewhere deep under the mask she wears, there's a pain in her chest. She tells herself it isn't for her.]

[wolfchild]

Robb told you what?

[ Her patience, hardly existent lately, is gone. Arya keep a foot on the step, prepared to leave if Alayne gets any stupider. ]

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[peacockherald]

<sub>[ Hair tied back in a bun, set with chopsticks from a book he had a seen and oddly cooling on the neck, he was making his way downstairs, intending to heat out to go clean Yfandes. Magic she might be, but white was a difficult color to keep... well, white.

He paused when he saw Sansa, concerned for the look of her. ]</sub>

My lady, is everything all right?

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[songsandstories]

[She grieves for the loss of Lady Stark, knowing what is to come of her. It fills her head with frights, and she nearly passes the familiar man out right.

At the question, she turns before blinking. He knows little of her, though it would be rude to ignore him altogether.]

It has been a grave day is all. The castle has been up to its ways. [A common excuse here. She feigns a smile.]

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[peacockherald]

_{[ He nodded slowly, nonetheless remaining concerned. He might not know her well, but his mother had trained him never to leave a lady in distress, and his Heraldic nature would not allow him to leave anyone in distress. ]}

I hope that whatever trouble it has caused passes quickly for you. I know how cruel the Castle can be to us.

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[songsandstories]

It is little trouble. [And only the longing for a friend that has passed.]

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[peacockherald]

As you say, m'lady.

_{[ He bowed politely to her, though his tone suggested he thought she was lying, but was to polite to press her overly much on it. ]}

You will let me know if I can be of assistance at all?

_{[ His mouth quirked in a soft smile, not quite sympathetic, but almost. ]}

I can hem a dress or two, if you recall.