[A soft click as it's set on the surface of the table. (This is what starts the feed) A soft curl of auburn hair swaying past. Soft breath cut short by the press of teeth to lip and a soft hum to seal it
( Read more... )
[Ridiculously trying to place a banner with a hawk's eye or somesuch similar, but nothing comes to mind and frankly her mind is a whirl and a mess.]
A man is coming. Two men. They both knew where to find me.
[Panicpanicpanic. Panic? Panic!]
They said they could help me. Should I---
I---
---I want to go home!
[Not back to the Eyrie, certainly not back to King's Landing, but back to Winterfell and before. What she wants is to go back in time and that's not possible. So she'll just burst into tears again, because it's helpful. Just ask Break.]
[By now she's staring down into the screen, but she hasn't touched it.]
If you aren't a spirit, who are you, Priscilla?
[Unsure again, but she's already spoken once and doesn't want to contradict herself. Or take the risk.]
Alayne. My name is Alayne.
[She doesn't mean to stare at your eyes, and once she realizes that's what she's doing, she looks away. Only to softly whimper at something offscreen. What is her missing shoe doing here?]
Comments 144
[She keeps her voice soft and gentle and smiles in what she hopes is a reassuring manner.]
What's your name? Mine is Riza.
Reply
Her name. Well there's a loaded question if she's ever heard one. Which is the safest answer, Alayne Stone or Sansa Stark?
Both seem to be equally fraught and it hadn't mattered to her aunt, had it? So a beat before:]
I am called Alayne. Alayne Stone.
[It's not a lie, she's been called Alayne a lot lately.]
Have you no other name, or is it just ...Riza?
Reply
[She tilts her head slightly.]
Do you need some help, Alayne?
Reply
A man is coming. Two men. They both knew where to find me.
[Panicpanicpanic. Panic? Panic!]
They said they could help me. Should I---
I---
---I want to go home!
[Not back to the Eyrie, certainly not back to King's Landing, but back to Winterfell and before. What she wants is to go back in time and that's not possible. So she'll just burst into tears again, because it's helpful. Just ask Break.]
Reply
Reply
Does it ever help?
Reply
Oh, yes. If one is still capable of crying, I think it would help tremendously.
Reply
Helps to make my face red and my eyes puffy. A boy. Said that to me.
Still capable?
Reply
Reply
Yes.
No.
I don't ...know. [How would she even begin to tell?] It's warmer in here than it was outside. [That's something.] Are you a spirit, too?
Reply
What's yours?
Reply
If you aren't a spirit, who are you, Priscilla?
[Unsure again, but she's already spoken once and doesn't want to contradict herself. Or take the risk.]
Alayne. My name is Alayne.
[She doesn't mean to stare at your eyes, and once she realizes that's what she's doing, she looks away. Only to softly whimper at something offscreen. What is her missing shoe doing here?]
Is this some sort of test? I...
...I'll be good, I promise.
Reply
Are you okay?
Reply
Am I...
Reply
Reply
Someone's coming for me. They said it was to help.
Reply
[But then he hears her talking to other people. And if there was any doubt, it's gone now.]
Sansa?
Reply
The courtesy she forgets is not to stare. Still staring, she reaches for the little machine - the picture jostling as her shoulders shake.
And her voice is so tiny when it breaks across her lips, she half wonders if it's lost]
Jon?
Reply
[He might not be a Stark, but she is still his sister.]
Who did this? Name. Description.
[Next of kin.]
Reply
I was told it was ...magic.
Jon! How can this be? You're...
[Here. He's here and she's not sure what news has traveled to him or if any news reaches that far, but...
Does he know?]
...are we close to the Wall? Is that the snow I awoke in?
[Yeah, she was told what's up. But not believing it for sure until she hears it from him.
Snow or Stark or Stone. It's all lost its meaning to her anymore. Nothing but death no matter the name. He's the closest thing she has to family.
No, he's family. The rest of it be damned.]
Reply
Leave a comment