Deer Country Network

[sansa looks...worried. she wears her new things from madame generosity, including a long sleeved dress covered in iridescent leather pieces that could be scales or feathers, and a feathered padded collar with silver direwolf caps (lady, at her side, has one to match). her needle necklace hangs from a silver hoop and clips into the side of her wide leather belt with the rest of her chatelaine.

she's quilting something in her lap, and the direwolf tapestry behind her couch no longer has antlers. there are silver scales on her face and hands, which are looking very well-moisturized.]

Hallo, this is Sansa Stark. I was wondering if anybody has had any luck in finding mushrooms for Madame Generosity. Winter and I went to look at the place where got them for The Tower, but we couldn't find any there. I wanted to know if anyone has looked at any of the other places and found mushrooms. I suppose we could always use the compasses to try and scout more of them, otherwise.

[mounting an expedition of unknown length during winter is of course not ideal...even if the weather seems to be easing up, and there's only going to be one month of it left. she sighs and sticks her needle in her pile of quilting.]

Madame Generosity has always been very kind and helpful, and I don't like to see her suffer. Besides, I imagine it could be very dangerous if The Doorway falls ill, and we had best be well-stocked of the mushrooms for treatment.

[hopefully someone has discovered an abundant new source of mushrooms, perhaps in a mysterious city of some kind with a temple dedicated to an enemy pthumerian who has been behind the mysterious plague all along!!!]

[ Off-center on the screen is a small freckled child with an impressive green bedhead. His T-shirt, of a suitable size for a teenager, is now as long as a bedgown. He fitfully rubs the sleep from his eyes. ]

Please... Anyone we know who can watch us... and reach high things... and cook katsudon? Paul-kun and I are seven years old now. Kaworu-kun is two whole years younger than us. He’s so little...

[ Tears prick at the edges of his huge green eyes. He just woke up like this, he misses his mom, he barely remembers how to work the Omni, but he must make his case. He has to ask for help for the sake of his friends, one of whom is very tiny!

However, the tiny one seems unconvinced.] Someone always comes. They leave you alone for a bit and then come back when they need you.

[ The other seven year old in question stands behind Izuku with his arms crossed over his chest, an effect somewhat undercut by the fact the sleeves of his too big sweater flop over his hands and dangle towards the floor. He glares from underneath a fringe of messy curls that match Izuku’s except for their dark colour, and amends Izuku’s statement with a crisply pronounced: ]

Which doesn’t mean we can’t defend ourselves.

Oh! [ Izuku remembers, ] And I’m very sorry, but you can’t watch us unless you’re our friend. Mom taught me not to talk to strangers.

[ Paul nods emphatically, then turns away from the screen to disappear to the left. When he does, the end of a sheathed knife that’s almost comically large for his small frame is briefly visible under the hem of his sweater. He is not kidding around about self-defense. ]

[ Izuku glances offscreen after him. ] Paul-kun, what do you have there—

[ Cheerfully, without an ounce of hesitation, Paul answers: ] A knife!

[The pale haired boy tilts his head curiously.] What’s a stranger...?


[ ooc: Due to last year's recurring event, these are temporary AU versions of Deku wannasmash, Kaworu peripheries, and Paul terriblepurpose ]