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[periculis]

[ filter; gale ]

Afternoon, Gale. Settled into the castle well enough?



[ filter; clove ]

Hello, Clove.


[ those two filters done and set up, the stylist settles into the couch he has decided to occupy in the castle lobby today. he has a set of various pencils by him, as well as sketchbooks, and is lost in his own madness world at the moment. he is periodically looking up and at residents floating in and out and taking details here and there. feel free to be nosy or catch him studying you intently! ]

Comments

[periculis]

Your master is wise.

Oh, so you wield swords. [ He scribbles a short note on the page. ] What else can you handle, or are learning to wield?

[persequor]

Just the sword. I can shoot a bow. I hit a mark my brother couldn't from further away.

[ One of the few times she got to show up Bran before she was herded back to sewing. ]

[periculis]

[ His smile grows in amusement. Why is she so cute?? ]

Well, aren't we full of hidden talents? Do you get to practice more here, or back home?

[persequor]

Here. At home, no one but my father would have let me pick up a sword. But I haven't done it much lately.

[periculis]

Getting bored of it, or has something else held your attention?

[persequor]

I never get bored of it.

[periculis]

That's good. There should always be something you love to do, no matter what.

[persequor]

This is what you love? [ She points to the pencils and drawings. ]

[periculis]

Yes. [ He takes up the set of pencils, pulling out a deep gold one and twirling it between his fingers. ] I define myself as a person through this, and I get to define others and show off their true selves through my work.

[persequor]

I've never heard it described like that.

[periculis]

[ He smiles at that. ] Now you've learned something new today.

Most people do not realize their clothes say a lot about who they are, or how they're feeling. It is lovely way to read people without engaging them directly.

[persequor]

Huh. [ Filing that away as things to look into and practice. ] What do my clothes say about me?

[periculis]

Your clothes remind me of a time that has long ceased to exist back in my world. From what I have read on that time, they spoke of status. Also, from our conversation, I gather you are related to someone of high or significant status, and that your future may involve an important part that you will play.

1/2

[persequor]

[ Surprise registers plainly in her face. Arya glances down at her clothes as if they might somehow have who she is written on them. (If I want to hide, really hide, I have to be careful what clothes I pick.) ]

[persequor]

[ One part she feels the need to correct. Her tone is soft and matter-of-fact. ]

I don't have a part to play. I'm no one now.

[periculis]

[ He shakes his head once at her statement. ]

Just because you are "no one now" does not mean that will not change later on. I have seen people who were ordinary and plain become people of change, the faces of a new start.

[persequor]

That won't happen with me.

[ Turning around, she walks away. ]