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ᴇᴄʜᴏᴇs ᴏғ ᴀ ᴄɪᴛʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ʟᴏɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀɢʀᴏᴡɴ
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[ Arya has a pile of clothes on the floor. One by one, she cuts and rips them. Miraculously, not a single dress has fallen victim. That honor fell upon a grey robe of rough spun wool and a fine page's outfit, which bears on its breast the flayed man of Bolton. The flayed man is the first thing she cuts. ]
Friends;
Who's still here?
Rabbit;
Do you have more of those chocolate eggs?
Frodo;
[ She has the ghosts return his cloak to him. ]
You ought have your cloak back.
Zelos;
[ S'up Zelos. This is a home invasion. And by home invasion I mean she's standing on the sidewalk in front of the house long after night fell. ]
Wake up, stupid!
[ Arya has a pile of clothes on the floor. One by one, she cuts and rips them. Miraculously, not a single dress has fallen victim. That honor fell upon a grey robe of rough spun wool and a fine page's outfit, which bears on its breast the flayed man of Bolton. The flayed man is the first thing she cuts. ]
Friends;
Who's still here?
Rabbit;
Do you have more of those chocolate eggs?
Frodo;
[ She has the ghosts return his cloak to him. ]
You ought have your cloak back.
Zelos;
[ S'up Zelos. This is a home invasion. And by home invasion I mean she's standing on the sidewalk in front of the house long after night fell. ]
Wake up, stupid!
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[ She pokes it lightly. ]
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Are yours long?
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My brother's serving in the Night's Watch. My half-brother. He was here too once before.
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You must be proud of him.
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[ She picks up the egg. ]
But I'll never see him again. Their vows are for life. If he ever leaves the Wall, his life is forfeit. And women aren't allowed at the Wall.
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Still, ours allow women, they can be just as good as fighters as us blokes. [Hell, he wouldn't want to tangle with Tooth any day of the week] Especially someone like you.
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Well, that's just bodgy. I have a friend who's a great warrior, and she's a girl. A princess, even. And I wouldn't want to get on her bad side any day of the week.
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Don't let your enemies have a chance to lick their wounds and retaliate, huh?
[He wishes, more often than not, that could have been Pitch's fate. It would saved them so much trouble later on]
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...That's assuming he can die at all.
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