things were getting a little quiet...

[glacianbitch]

Karla gets bored rather easily, these days, and restive Karlas are dangerous Karlas. Sort of.

Since nobody eats food left out anymore, that makes things a little more challenging. That's all right! Challenging is good! Karla likes a good challenge. Hence, this morning denizens of the Mansion might find themselves victim of a particular kind of fun

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[eldeststark]

Because we like to do these things to Robb.

He was just having some blackberry tea, frowning and thinking ever so seriously, and it had to go and - augh. Not again. A female Robb Stark is now trying to figure out what to do about clothes that don't fit anymore, and scowling at the tea, definitely in a bad mood. His direwolf is leaning amused on the counter, seemingly not at all bothered. Grey Wind isn't fussed about this small change, as while his boy is irritated, he doesn't seem to be in danger.

[phedre_25]

Phedre walks in, gives the girl a very sweet smile, and starts to infuse a packet of peach tea. She's wondering if this isn't Robb's little sister, though she doesn't look young enough for that.

"Good day," she offers, friendly enough.

She hasn't drunk her tea yet.

[eldeststark]

Robb blushes when Phedre walks in, though Grey Wind is now wuffing amusedly, but when she starts to brew some tea, he sort of jumps. "Don't drink that!" He says, swiftly, alarmed, and nearly falls over, forgetting to adjust for his new center of balance. And new weights.

[phedre_25]

She startles, and looks at the -- girl? --- "Lady?" And a beat. "Lady Stark?"

The resemblance with Robb... is highly striking.

[eldeststark]

Robb winces. Visibly. And looks pained. "Robb," he says, "It's - just don't drink the tea, all right?" Grey Wind wuffs loudly and pads in further to nose at Phedre, sniffing her over.

[phedre_25]

She facepalms, and turns the water off. "Oh Elua." A beat, and she looks at him. "This distresses you, love."

[eldeststark]

"I'm not supposed to be like this!" So yes, distressed, aagh. Not to mention it feels weird, and what is he going to tell Angelique, and and and.

[phedre_25]

"Hush, hush love, it won't last," Phedre replies, tender and soothing. She might try to tug him into a hug, if he lets her.

[eldeststark]

She lets herself be hugged, and hugs back, helplessly. "It had better not," what will Ange think? He can't kiss her like this! It would be weird!

[phedre_25]

"Hush, hush, if it does, I will ask Jaenelle to help you," she says, soothingly.

[eldeststark]

"Ask who?" And there, it just slips out, "What will Angelique think?"

[phedre_25]

"Angelique, Robb?" Wasn't it Sugar you had a crush on, last time I checked?

[eldeststark]

He blushes, oh so brightly. Or she does. "A - a friend." Well yes, but she's off limits.

[phedre_25]

Phedre gives him a smile, mischievous and loving. "Ah, a friend. And why would you worry about her opinion, then?"

[eldeststark]

Robb squirms a touch uncomfortably. "Well - as I would any friends'," Oh, how transparent he is.

[phedre_25]

We're not going to lie, this amuses her, somewhat. "Ah, of course. Though you would know that your friends will love you, be you male or female. Would you care for me any less if I were a man?"