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meet me in the red sky and dance with me;
ota; joint action with robb; forbidden forest;
closed (ino); forward-dated to sunday;
(( ooc: for the forbidden forest section, both arya and robb will be tagging yours. c: ))
[ the forbidden forest it may be called, but arya could find little reason for it to be forbidden. she could not see anything that really merited the moniker. she pictured strangling vines, carnivorous flowers, distant screams of animals. what she found was quite tame in comparison.ota; dictated; action for the owlery;
but even if it had had all what she had imagined, she would go inside regardless. the direwolves were in there.
no one had stopped her today when she tried to walk out in normal clothes so there's no heavy robe to snag on a root or bushes. the clothes are all earth clothes, but they're comfortable and good to move in. she grins up at robb as they walk into the shade. it almost feels like being back north, in the wolfswood, where she was never allowed to join the boys, though bran could even if he was younger and weaker and not as good a rider. having aemon and northern son would make it better, but she doesn't mind walking. less so when she's with her brother. ]
Will you go with me to the pitch tomorrow? You can help me practice. I'm really good at it, did you see?
[ she knows he did. but arya hasn't yet tired of hearing robb tell her he was proud of her. she doesn't think she ever shall. ]
[ the soft sounds of cooing and rustling wings float through the air. seated on the steps to the owlery, arya strokes winter's glossy feathers. though she has her journal open in front of her, arya watches the darkening evening sky. when she speaks, it sounds almost like she's thinking out loud. ]
Where did everyone go today? Why did some have to stay behind?
closed (ino); forward-dated to sunday;
[ early morning and arya is ensconced in a corner of one of the rarely used herbology labs. she ignores the whispering plants and focuses on the papers spread in front of her. she waves her wand over them, muttering furiously under her breath. when nothing happens, she swears. loudly. and very creatively. ]
(( ooc: for the forbidden forest section, both arya and robb will be tagging yours. c: ))
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You should get it looked at before it becomes worse.
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I think your sister wants you to go with her.
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Take care yourself, August. These woods are not as safe as you may think.
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