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[silverhound]

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How come I have to have a "silver turd" and a "blind dude" as roommates? They both suck!
Who came up with this idea? This is stupid.

Might kick them out. They're too noisy.

Does anyone even like their roommates? Mine are annoying. Let's do a trade.

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dany pls

[northborn]

[ That draws him up short. Impressive, how easy it is to forget the world is watching while using... what had some called it? Social media? ]

Your grace.

[ It wouldn't be terribly far-fetched to imagine him bowing his head at his table. Perhaps he can deflect. ]

Pardon me for saying so, but trusted advisor that Tyrion Lannister may be to you now, he knows little of the North and what it remembers.

robb no

[ex_jelmazmo599]

Lord Stark.

( This is shameful behaviour, and she isn't about to brook it from anyone hailing from their homeland. )

He has never claimed otherwise, and I know even less. But were I to follow your example, the lot of you would be buried beneath an entire mountain of slights.

You're both grown men, and lords besides. You represent more than your respective Houses here. Whatever else you remember, let that be the foremost of all.

thread...jack...?

[reek]

He is no longer Lord Stark. The correct title is Your Grace. He is owed the same respect as you.

[ And that just says it all. Basically, Theon can spit on Robb's name, he can hate that that title is what got him killed him in the end, but others should still grant him respect.

Theon doesn't have to though. ]

[ex_jelmazmo599]

When I recognized your sister as my equal, it was because she had approached me as such. Something only one of you has done.

( And then there's a long pause before she'll continue: )

Neither of you are behaving as men worthy of that status. Conduct yourself with some sense and maturity, and then speak to me again.

[reek]

What my sister does is not of my concern, and I will speak to you on this matter as I please.

He has called you by your proper title. What is that, if not approaching you as an equal?

[ex_jelmazmo599]

( She is going to get nowhere arguing with a man who conducts himself as an infant. )

You love him. Whatever has passed between you. When you are ready, speak with him; in private. And not before the whole of the world.

[reek]

[ Theon doesn't respond to even attempt to deny it. His words are confirmation enough that he still cares deeply about Robb. He won't allow himself to name him brother any longer, not after his father's stern words, but the destruction of their friendship cuts deeper than any physical wound.

Maybe they will speak in private. Maybe, when they've let go of some of that rage. ]

[ex_jelmazmo599]

At this point, she allows it to drop. There had been none to resolve the resentment which had grown between herself and Viserys except death itself.

Unlike how her brother had grown to hate her though, she can see they clearly love one another. When they're ready, the offer she's made will stand.

[northborn]

[ This stuns him. He reads over the text at least five times before realizing he hasn't imagined it.

But he does not respond.

There aren't languages enough in Westeros to express the confusion of emotions splintering within. ]

[ex_jelmazmo599]

( She waits a long moment, and then writes simply: )

Time may mend it.

( Whatever slight or betrayal was made; that statement had been motivated by love. )

[northborn]

[ He hesitates to correct her, but attacks from all sides and the exhaustion of a day or more's worth of arguments that have more often than not come to blows have taken their toll on him. It's little wonder he deigned to intervene in this post to begin with. ]

Your Grace, I wore a crown in death, as you do in life. And Theon Greyjoy bore a similar, if lesser, title - though he enjoyed it not, so far from home.

I cannot refute your claims that our feud may be unbecoming of our rank in present company. That much, for my part, I will endeavor to shield you and others from in future.

[ex_jelmazmo599]

( When last they'd met, her guard had been lowered. Now, as in the first, there is an undercurrent of tension, of unease in her. She cannot afford to trust those whom had turned upon her father and brother.

But she spoke true with Theon, and so she finds herself unable to offer too harsh a rebuttal. )

I know little and less of it, from having been told the same. Your kin once bent the knee to my forebearer. That much, I am aware of.

( She absolutely feels a sense of ownership and right to those lands that have ceased to be. They straddle an odd precipice where they can't forget their past in a place where it no longer holds any weight. )

It is as unbecoming as it is a danger to you. You should reveal nothing to those you don't know. I accept your concession.

And thank you.

[northborn]

[ It had been at least a marginally revealing evening. To learn she was last in an alliance with a Lannister, of all things, over goblets of wine — his scope of reality had, indeed, been altered. But not by much. They hadn't let each other come to know true secrets.

In the moment, he's glad of it. ]

True enough. Before your kin spirited away with mine, and too much blood was spilt. Enough that my own father could not bear to speak of it.

Some kingdoms are too vast for one crown, and one head to bear the weight of it.

[ex_jelmazmo599]

( And she is just as glad and relieved in equal measure for that simple fact. It would be most unwise to lower her guard with anyone unfamiliar to her, no matter if they be from the realm of her birth. )

I would not unduly spill any blood. No matter if we were here or back at home. I ask you not to lay my father's sins upon the shoulders of a daughter who was born long after his death.

Are they? The Valyrian Freehold had their empire until the Doom came.

[northborn]

I will endeavor to remember not every apple falls perilously close to the tree, Your Grace.

[ A pause, and then: ]

The Doom did come, did it not?

[ex_jelmazmo599]

Then I will do no less than attempt the same, my lord.

( Dryly: )

Just as you say winter shall, apparently.