un: lady; video (semi-accidental)

[dohaeris]

[sansa means for this to be anonymous, unfortunately she hasn't really figured out usernames yet, let alone how to hide hers. she also means for this to be text, but the video is already recording when she starts speaking.

she's visibly younger, though not much (a little over three years, now); smaller and slighter and more wide-eyed, with her clothes not quite fitting right and her hair braided simply to one side. lady remains the same size, half in her lap on the couch, with blue ribbons around her neck rather than her fancy padded collar. sansa, too, wears the silvery-blue dress she wore to the rinne festival tied very tightly, her padded collar slightly askew.

and she looks somber. something has clearly been troubling her. she's not quite looking at the camera. her voice is low and a little bitter.]

What happens to us when they come back?

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[faceblocks]

[she's already aware there was a small version of herself running around with sansa earlier. how long this lasts seems random, but she has a few ideas.]

I'm always up for fun. Or just looking for it. Looking for fun can be fun. I know she appreciated that spa day before, so we could do that again and top it off with ...I dunno, something really fun? [ping at sds:] You got any ideas?

Hey Sansa, you wanna do young people stuff or older people stuff? [she knows some music, some movies and shows sansa's older self likes. could be a crapshoot. but there's always sewing (which violet sucks at, she can only badly mend nets, but she'll do it if sansa wants) or they could draw together. she's resolutely committed to doing whatever the thing is.] I've got a ton of things I can think of, and one thing if you want a bit of an adventure. I'll keep you safe, I promise. Pinky swear.

[fogsong]

There's a theatre in Cellar Door that's always got something going on. I've never seen any of their shows but I've heard they're good. [ She isn't one for the theater but she'd go for Sansa. ] It might be a good mid-day thing, followed up with food and dancing.

[faceblocks]

I'm down with that. Before food or after food. I'm also down with eating twice.

[fogsong]

I'm open to a snack before the show and a meal after. We could also leave it up to Sansa, though. It's her little adventure after all.

[dohaeris]

[someday older sansa is going to take her to jacobean revenge dramas]

Oh, I don't mind, as long as there's time for everything.

[fogsong]

We'll make sure everything fits, don't worry.

[strongroots]

I could just sit back and leave everything to all you. [ Grinning, and, he kinda did-- ] But if I go and don't bring Tory? She has every right to make me sleep on the floor. You mind the extra company?

[fogsong]

You don't even get the couch? Damn, she's cold. [ then why does it sound like sharon approves? ] Of course, Tory can come. Stupid question.

[dohaeris]

[oh this seems like a decent time to mention:]

Oh, Robyn and Mob and Ezra can come too, if they want.

[fogsong]

The more the merrier, yeah?

[abornfighter]

At least it's on the training mats on the floor instead of the hard wood.

[She's kidding entirely, but if Robby's going to set her up with this reputation, she's going to take it and roll with it.]

[fogsong]

It kinda sounds like he should be thanking his lucky stars then.

[strongroots]

Don't you two start whispering ideas while we're out.

I feel like I should be getting worried, here.

[fogsong]

Oh, come on, you have nothing to worry about. It's not like I've got ideas brewing as we speak. [ she is l y i n g ]

[dohaeris]

[oh vi got...bigger. sansa's delight at her friends planning an outing for her is momentarily eclipsed by curiosity––but she was asked a question.]

I don't want to see a show for children.

[that's all she can think of in moment...]

Vi, what happened when you came back?

[faceblocks]

I dunno, exactly. I don't remember not being here, not any more than falling asleep and waking up like every other day. But I remember a little about...

...being here? Except, you know, smaller. It feels like a dream I had that I can't quite remember all the colors of. You [hm.] ...want to know what I think happened to the other me?

I think she's me. Maybe I dreamed of this place too, when I went back. Maybe I just don't remember it. Maybe that's why I trusted you as soon as I saw you when I washed up here.

[she doesn't ...know. she's just trying to put pieces together.]

And I didn't mean little kids stuff, just not "stiff drink in a bar". Not that I think that'd be up your alley, but ...you never know.

[sansa. can also ride a unicorn if she wants to. the nightmare will behave.]

[dohaeris]

[sansa listens with a faint smile––this one should be pretty familiar. it broadens when vi mentions trusting her as soon as she saw her, and some of the tension eases out of her shoulders. however, when vi mentions drinking––]

I can have wine!

[very mature, sansa. she quickly amends this.]

I like a cup of wine, sometimes, with dinner.

[she definitely doesn't particularly want to go riding...]

I don't want to spend all day in a tavern, though. We have them in Westeros.

[her memories of staying at inns aren't....great...and won't really improve...and she's sure anything in cellar door would be nicer than that, or any of the taverns and pot shops in king's landing she's sure she wouldn't be welcome in.]

I went in the Red and met Madame Generosity. Everyone was very kind, and they gave me cake. I wouldn't mind going again, but I'd like to see what else there is to do before whatever it is that happens to me.

[faceblocks]

Well, then we'll have to get you some wine. The lady wants wine, the lady gets wine. Just not whiskey. And no drinking contests. It's not worth it. [it's almost never worth it. when it is worth it: when it's keeping other teens from being their own worst enemy. cough johnny lawrence cough.]

Okay, so fuck a tavern, what about a rooftop picnic with wine and cakes and whatever else we can scare up? Pretty sure we can find a lot of stuff.

Then we can see a show, or have a dance, get our hair done. Oh hair. I have something for you! It's for your hair, and I totally forgot about it.

[how fast the hair obsession had faded. but there's still some interest.]

[dohaeris]

[sansa giggles a little. is she talking about their roof?]

I think the ravens would steal the cakes.

[it's pretty cold, too. she thinks about this.]

Are there glass gardens, anywhere?

[there is in fact a greenhouse at the painted turtle clinic sansa helps to run. she in fact asked vi to bring some of their msuhroom-growing logs in there a few months ago. it has blackberry bushes, too.

her smiles warms a little more.]

You have something for my hair?

[her mother used to put ribbons in her hair...]

[faceblocks]

[not their roof, but a higher roof. though their roof could do just as well.]

Not if you tell them not to. And maybe I bring 'em their own cakes. It can be a bribery of ravens instead of ...a, um, it's usually a conspiracy, right?.

[those are the glass gardens she remembers, so:] There sure are, and guess who showed me where those were? Starts with an "S" and she's a pretty big deal around here.

And yeah, I do. [there are two bands she acquired when on that shopping outing that robby had planned for chizu and 2b, so sansa can have her pick. (she can have both).] Two things. I'll make sure I bring those along.

[dohaeris]

[sansa laughs a little nervously, confused.]

I'm not a maester.

[wait. is that how people think they send ravens in the seven kingdoms, by talking to them?]

They're the ones who give the letters to the ravens. You have to go school for a long time to learn how to do it, and girls aren't allowed.

[her mouth quirks up at the corner, wistfully.]

That was very kind of you, to get me things for my hair. I don't have anything for you, except food from the magic box.

[faceblocks]

Oh, no I mean with your voice. They like you, so they listen. They know all kinds of songs, and they say sassy stuff to people because they can.

Well, girls can do whatever they want here, and if you want a picnic in the glass gardens, then that's what we're doing. And for the whole time you're here, it's "What Sansa Wants to Do" time, no request is too large, just so you know.

Or too small.

It's what friends do, right? I don't need a gift, I've got you in my corner ...that's gift enough. So just hang out with me, or maybe tell me a story about Visenya, or Nymeria. You tell great stories.

[what's gift enough is seeing this version of sansa smile. seeing her happy, even just a little. even if it might not stick. what if ...what if it does?]

[dohaeris]

I don't have friends anymore––just people who like me better than the Lannisters. And everybody here...

[she sighs. still, she can't help a small giggle at vi's choice of queens.]

Rhaenys was important too, you know. She made laws, and marriages with the great houses. My favorite was always Queen Naerys; she didn't have a sword or a dragon, but everyone loved her. She was kind, and gentle, and she survived.

[faceblocks]

I bet you have some somewhere, even if it's friends you don't know about. Even if it's just one. And everybody here thinks you're the coolest. You're not just my friend, you're family. House Hammerfist serves House Stark and all that.

[the giggle is nice to hear.]

Queen Naerys sounds a lot like someone else I know. I'd like to hear more about her, and Queen Rhaenys, too.