♔ Robb ❧ VIDEO/ACTION ❧ OO1

[winterscrown]

[ There's a lot of fiddling; poking. Static; even more fiddling. Until at one point Robb eventually drops the Commuter. The screen is faced upwards, revealing a portion of Robb's boots. What appears to be a wolf that is way to large for it's own good sniffing the device suspiciously. It then licks said device, you have a few seconds of direwolf

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[And Suzaku will enter the room, having come back from classes, and come to a screeching halt as he sees that wolf. It takes him a few seconds before he notices that guy standing next to it.]

I'm guessing that he's yours?

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[ He moves to stand, alert. And then at that question; offers a sincere smile. ]

Yes, his name is Grey Wind. He is quite tame. Do I share these quarters with you?

[ Medieval Fantasy Person for: Are you my Room mate? ]

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I guess so...

[Well, the wolf hasn't tried to eat him yet, so, he'll take this guys word about the tame part. And its not like Suzaku is the only one here with a pet-- speaking of, Suzaku will take a causal glance around for his cat, Arthur, hoping that Grey Wind didn't have him as a snack already.

This guy does seem nice, at least, though its not enough for Suzaku to completely relax.

Its a very big wolf, okay.]

What's your name?

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Robb Stark of Winterfell, King in the North.

[ Holding out a gloved hand. Don't worry Suzaku, Greywind's just chilling at the moment and totally not attacking anything ]

And you are, ser?

[zeros_requiem]

[Oh, a King. Thankfully, Robb isn't as pretentious or as in love with the title as some other members of royalty Suzaku has encountered over his life. Most Kings wouldn't offer a handshake to a stranger, once which Suzaku does return.

But if they're handing out full titles anyway...]

Sir Suzaku Kururugi, Knight of the Holy Britannian Empire. It's a pleasure to meet you... uh, circumstances aside.

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The pleasure is mine, Ser. So many versed in throne or sword. Maester Dumbledore knows how to choose well.

Do you speak of the predicaments that the Maester has created for us?

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[He hopes that question was meant to be "Have you spoken to Dumbledore about what has happened?" since that what he translates it as.]

No, I haven't. He hasn't addressed any of directly about why we were brought here and what we're meant to do. They say he's too busy trying to find a way to fix the damage he caused when he brought us here, and trying to find a way to send us back home.

In the meantime, from what some of his staff members have told us, though, we're expected to face off against a Dark Wizard named Voldemort.

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And what has this Dark Wizard done to deserve an army of Kings and Knights from other realms?

[ He leans over, to find Grey Wind curled up and settling into his bed. He makes small sign of protest to Robb prodding him. ]

This letter says I am to be placed in the fifth year - what does that mean?

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They haven't been specific; apparently he's so evil that they had to strike his name out of the history books. But supposedly he wants to kill anyone who either isn't a dark wizard like him, or willing to serve him.

[And then... the letter...]

As for the letter... we're expected to know some magic, in order to take on this Wizard. You'll be placed in with the students who will be going through their fifth year of learning here, for whatever classes you choose to take.

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This Voldermort sounds like an adversary I would not wish to face. Not with cotton and sticks. They should better armor us and give us proper sword. Not flimsy wooden pieces to duel with.

- and what are you in, Ser Suzaku?

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Thank you! [Finally! Someone who actually agrees with him. Suzaku would hug Robb, if that were socially acceptable.]

Your Majesty, you and I are going to get along just fine.

I was assigned to the 3rd year, by the way.

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[ It isn't. But Robb's a chill guy unless your last name is Lannister. He's totally game for hugging. ]

I should think so. I'm glad we share the same opinion. Do you spar, ser?

[ He grins. ]

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[Yes. You are definitely going to be Suzaku's new bff No one tell Lelouch]

You bet I do. I--

Arthur?

[Suzaku's attention is distracted his small grey cat, which looks absolutely compared to Grey Wind. Not that that seems to be deterring Arthur, who sniffs the wolf curiously, then climbs up on Grey Wind and makes himself comfortable, curling himself up in the wolf's fur. It's adorable, and slightly terrifying all in the same breath.]

He's not going to try to eat my cat, right?