❈ | 026 | Video

Apr. 19th, 2013 05:03 pm
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (swift as a deer)
[The video clicks on, and those unaffected will notice that Arya looks different. When she arrived, her head was shaved bald; she hasn't kept up with that, but yesterday it was no longer than her chin. Today, it's well on its way past her shoulders again, and much less messy than one might expect. And she's in a proper northern dress. Hell has frozen over.

The expression on her face, at least, is a very familiar scowl.]

You can't put princesses in dungeons!

[It's an angry huff, but there's a reason this is public, instead of private to Arthur.] My brother is King in the North, and he'd cut off your stupid head himself for jailing me. [Behind her, Nymeria gives a quiet warning growl, more annoyed than distressed. That hasn't changed, either: they still feed off each others emotions. Arya tosses hair over her shoulder, and keeps glaring at the screen.]

Robb's a better king than Arthur can ever be. Robb never put little girls in dungeons. [Not that she likes thinking of herself as a little girl, but.] He's fair, and smart, and not paranoid like some kings.

[This is perhaps brought on by the last flood, which was very close but not quite like home, and she misses her family. And anger is less annoying to her than petulance.] You all think Arthur's good just because he's a king, but he's not. He's just a stupid craven.

[Private to Arthur]

You give me Needle back, or the next time I buy poison, it will be for you!
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❈ | 019 | Text + Spam

Aug. 20th, 2012 11:27 am
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (Gendry come on stop being a troll)
( open spam )

( Infirmary spam )

[Public]

[Much later, when Arya has fumbled with her device (but not nearly so much fumbling as she did the first time she arrived; something about this, too, is familiar to her) she sends a message, in text.]

A girl does not understand why she has been brought here. She was in the House of Black and White one moment-- [It's meant as a threat - be wary, I live where the assassins live, I am one of them, I will be one of them--] and here the next. She would like to be returned.

(OOC: Derp forgot to mention! Arya doesn't have her Barge memories right now, but they'll be filtering back in with the week. But she'll continue to pretend not to know anything because how do handle relationships.)
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❈ | 010 | Video

Dec. 5th, 2011 01:54 pm
fearcutsdeeperthanswords: (this is not real life is it D:)
[Arya is standing outside of her brother's room. Except it's very, very blank. Arya looks reeaaally confused.] Jon? Jon, I have to tell you something! Why does your door look different?

[And she's forgetting that videos just keep recording for the sake of just shoving the door open onto all its empty glory. The video mostly just has an image of her stomach and her fingers where they hold the communicator.]

...Jon?

[Oh yeah, video. She picks it up to look into it again.] Jon's room is empty. Is he--

Where's Ghost?

[She runs off, forgetting about the feed, so there are a few long seconds of blackness and flashes of light and general shakeycam awfulness before it cuts out. It's more like an hour before she starts it up again; now her eyes and face are red, but she isn't actually crying.]

I hate this stupid ship!

[She would have sent messages to Jesse and Viserys here, but instead she is just SMASHING her communicator on the railing. SCREW YOU GUYS, I'M (not) GOING HOME.]

((OOC: Yeah she's actually breaking her communicator and throwing it over the edge, so either spam, or much later when she goes back to her room, she'll have a new communicator to answer things on. Either is awesome!))
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When at last she slept, she dreamed of home. The kingsroad wound its way past Winterfell on its way to the Wall, and Yoren had promised he'd leave her there with no one any wiser about who she'd been. She yearned to see her mother again, and Robb and Bran and Rickon...But it was Jon Snow she thought of most. She wished somehow they could come to the Wall before Winterfell, so Jon might muss up her hair and call her "little sister." She'd tell him, "I missed you," and he'd say it too at the very same moment, the way they always used to say things together. She would have liked that. She would have liked that better than anything.
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