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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[When the feed comes on, there's the briefest flash of Arya's jaw before the camera focuses on Nymeria's face. She's not snarling, in fact she looks rather peaceful - but she is a direwolf, and you know, pony sized.]

This is Nymeria. She's going to spend a lot of time in the CES, so you shouldn't worry about her. She doesn't eat babies.

[Arya turns the camera back on herself, eyes narrowing.] But she might make an exception if you pull on her fur. All you stupid babies should leave her alone, or else it'll be your own fault when you lose your hand.

[She goes to kill the feed, then, but pauses. Where she was relatively (meanly) amused a moment ago, she's pensive now.] Tyrion's gone. His door went back to normal again.

[She makes a face.] Kirk, too. But he's a liar and you shouldn't ever trust him anyway. I'm not making this announcement again when you're grown up, so write yourself a note if you think you'd care.

[Stark out.]

[Private to Lark]

Where are you?

[Spam]

[The overwhelming question during this flood has absolutely been where's Lark? She brings Nymeria out of the CES to go looking, and she follows Nymeria's nose half the time - though for a couple hours, she goes back to her room and changes shape herself. They look comical together like that, a pony sized wolf and a pup, but it's not that much stranger than Nymeria walking around with Arya when she's normal-shaped; she wishes she was getting taller.

They go all over, looking for the other alpha - though Arya thinks he might not be an alpha anymore. Or not yet. Or however this is meant to work.]

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[some_kinda_hero]

[Shit. Them too?]

I think...I think Spock's gone as well, because he wasn't in his bed at the Infirmary. And his door is also back to normal, room's empty. But maybe the flood...I don't know, I kind of want to hope he's not gone.

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

That's stupid.

[She doesn't have much room in her for optimism, not really.] If he door's normal, he's gone. He probably left when Kirk did.

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[some_kinda_hero]

[Claire flinches and looks away.] I know that.

[Clears her throat and resumes looking at Arya.] I think something big must have happened back home, because they're all gone. I didn't talk to him, but the Japanese guy also disappeared.

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[She shrugs, like she doesn't care, because she doesn't: she knew Kirk would leave, and didn't really know the other two. She's not happy that Tyrion is gone, but - there is no way in seven hells she'll ever admit that.]

What's Japanese?

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[some_kinda_hero]

Means they're from Japan, which is a country on Earth. They have almond shaped eyes. From what I remember of Westeros, I can't think of anyone who would look similar. Which...speaking of, I'm sorry about Tyrion. It's never easy being the only person from your world left. [She would know, Claire's been alone in that regard for a long, long time now.]

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[clockworkflower]

[Lilith saw the announcement earlier, but she was too busy to answer it; still, she recognises the dire wolf, if not the smaller wolf with it. She looks Nymeria in the eye and fishes in her pockets for some of the venison jerky she picked up in the kitchens earlier.]

I'm not a baby and I don't pull fur. Want some?

[hallway spam]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[The jerky's not offered to her, but Nymeria has spent the morning hunting in the CES; her belly is full, and though she sniffs, it's Arya who gives in to that sense, leaps forward and clenches her jaws around the jerky, pulling it from the girl's hand with a playful growl.

Nymeria allows it, though she does sniff at Lilith's hand for a moment longer. She starts to move on, but stops and circles around instead, sitting with her tail sweeping back and forth along the floor. There are some burrs stuck to her fur; she doesn't seem to notice.]

[hallway spam]

[clockworkflower]

[She aches to touch the beautiful creature's fur, to run her hands along the underside of the great jaws and stroke the beautiful dark-tipped ears; maybe to play with the puppy, too, if she's amenable. When the big wolf's tail wags, Lilith takes her chance, though she still asks before touching - she's only met two dogs in her life so far and one of them spoke; she assumed Digby was just shy or didn't have much to say.]

May I?

[Providing the wolf allows it, she runs her hands through the dense coat; she has deft fingers and is happy to pick out any burrs.]

See, no pulling!

[hallway spam]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[Nymeria stills, at first, like she might just walk away; Arya is never very careful about getting rid of burrs, but Lilith is better. It doesn't bother her too much, so she just sits, and lets the petting go on. She doesn't mind the girl's scent.

Arya, meanwhile, watches -a nd decides to sniff at Lilith's heels and legs, wondering if there's more jerky.]

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[mistconduct]

Hey, Arya. You seen Lark around?

Why do I get the feeling he's wolfing around playing with kids?

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

No. He might be - you don't think he'll bite anyone, do you?

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[mistconduct]

Lark? Jesus, no. I mean. I don't know how young he was when he changed, but he's always the guy in control, right?

[Private to the Pack and Friends]

[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

But what if he's little?

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[darknessb4me]

[Arthas, fifteen but skinny, makes a strangled noise when he sees the massive wolf in the hallway and flattens himself against the wall. Oh Light, he has a little knife but he's not trained for this he doesn't wanna die]

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[Nymeria's ears twitch, and she lifts her nose; he's familiar but not, right but wrong, and she pauses in front of him, sniffing from his feet up.

Arya circles, to get a better look at who Nymeria's bothering.]

She's not going to hurt you. [A beat] Probably.

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[darknessb4me]

How do you know?

[His voice is remarkably level for all that he's trying to sink through the wall and vanish.]

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[She shrugs, but there is a definite smirk pulling at her mouth.]

Because she mostly does what I say. Who are you?

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[intelligently]

[ Well that is one big wolf. It reminds her of something she's seen before, but thankfully it's on the other end of a video this time.

But it doesn't mean she expected it, anyway ]

Is that your wolf?

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

She's her own wolf. [She pats Nymeria's shoulder fondly, though.]

Direwolves aren't tame.

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[intelligently]

But she listens to you? Not like a dog but... something intelligent.

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

When she wants to. [She listens, Arya just doesn't mind making people afraid of her.]

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[flamelesshellion]

[See the big, shining eyes? They belong to a tiny Kevin.]

She's pretty. Can we pet her if we don't pull her fur?

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

[Oh boy, Kevin why did you have to go and get affected. Arya frowns a little, trying to recognize him.]

She's not tame.

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[flamelesshellion]

Oh. [He's a little disappointed,] Why is she here if she's not tame?

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[fearcutsdeeperthanswords]

Because she's my wolf.