XLVIII

[wilder]

[Hi Paradisa, have the sound of a pen tapping against the journal]

[Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap-]

[Finally the sound stops and there's a melodramatic defeatist groan]

Ugh! Fine I give up!

Hey Paradisa! How are you all?

Tell me, what's a good way to kill a lot of time without going crazy? And please, nothing about reading, training or playing in the snow.

Thank you! ♥

Comments

[wolfchild]

It's a weird expression.

[wilder]

Like Westeros doesn't have any weird ones.

[wolfchild]

Yes, there are.

[wilder]

Right.

So is there something up?

[wolfchild]

No. It's a little weird being here.

[ She ends her turn pushing one of her crossbowmen into the river. ]

[wilder]

You mean in Paradisa?

[wolfchild]

Yes.

[ Don't worry, she would never dream of saying a single negative thing about the house your bud built. ]

[wilder]

[Pft its Arya so she could get away with it]

I guess so.

Glad you're here though.

[wolfchild]

[ A mean little voice sounding oddly like Sansa asks, for how long. Arya quashes it and smiles at the tabletop.

She is too. More than she can say. It's a relief to be here. To have as much food as she can eat and a bed piled high with furs. To feel her mother's kisses again and and have her friends close by. And Sansa too she supposes. ]

Even when I steal half your bed?

[wilder]

Even when you steal half my bed and get Curry's fur all over it.

[wolfchild]

Fur comes out. Curry likes it there. You're just spoiled.

[wilder]

I don't like being covered in fur! It's bad enough with all the pets here!

[wolfchild]

You lock your door to all of them except Curry!

[wilder]

Yeah but they still give all over the rest of my house. I don't stay in my room all the time.

[YES HE IS A SPOILED CHILD DEAL WITH IT]

[wolfchild]

Keep complaining and one day that you're not here I'll bring Nymeria in. When she's shedding. I'll let her roll on your bed and all your clothes.

[wilder]

[a gasp]

That's cruel and unusual punishment..! Aryaaaaaa!

[wolfchild]

[ This face. Just. This face.

Challenge her. I dare you. ]

[wilder]

[...Slumps his shoulders in defeat]


[Then takes out her crossbow dude]

[wolfchild]

[ She's almost cheerful as she knocks over her king in defeat. She still won at life. ]

I'm going to see Curry.

[wilder]

[He shrugs]

All right, she should be around here somewhere.

[wolfchild]

[ She returns with Curry. Arya lets her climb on her lap. She nods at the game. ]

That's for you if you want it. You can find others to play with. The Dornishmen liked to make wagers on it.

[wilder]

[Curry seems overall happy to see the girl, using her front paws to rest on Arya's chest as she tries to lick her face]

Why thank you, my little wolf. I'm sure I could find a few people to play with! [get all them chess player folks busy]

[wolfchild]

[ Correction: get all them chess player folks to cry. ]

No. No! Hey! [ Laughing, Arya lifts her chin to save her face. ] No licking. No. No! [ She kisses Curry quickly and pulls back. ] Ha!

[ Arya wonders if Curry would feel warmer than Nymeria if she slipped her skin. She runs a hand down the pokemon's back. ]

Why does she have so many tails? Was she born with all of them?

[wilder]

[Zelos chuckles at the scene. Curry wags a couple of her tails, happy to be playing from what it seems to her. Though she'll settle down with a whiiiine noise]

From what I heard, she was born with one, actually. I don't know how it splits, but when she's full grown she'll have nine of them.

[wolfchild]

[ brb counting tails under her breath

and hugging Curry so she doesn't feel bad ]

Will she grow here?