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revivalproject2020-04-28 07:13 pm
theladyofwinterfell) wrote in revivalproject2020-04-28 07:13 pm
of cloudless climes and starry nights
WHO: Sansa Stark
WHERE: Her home in the residential section of Blue 21 on the map (if you've met her, feel free to assume you know where she lives), at the Agriculture Center, anywhere between the two points.
WHAT: This is Sansa's last post because she HAS THIS CHILD SHE HAS BEEN PREGNANT WITH FOR 1000 YEARS. So she is very large, trying to still be in a good mood, and really wants to not be pregnant anymore.
WHEN: 28 April - 4 May
WARNINGS: TBD
Sansa spends most of her time walking now. She walks from home to the city center, from the city center to home, and to each and every place in between. She tries not to go anywhere dangerous or with rough terrain; she is nowhere near as nimble as she once was and she fears falling and hurting herself or the child. Still, there's plenty of places she can go without pushing into anything remotely dangerous and that's what she does.
Her back only eases when she moves. It's contrary to what she's always believed as women typically took to their beds before birthing but perhaps women in Westeros are not correct about birthing. She's willing to believe that considering the number of women who die in childbirth - including her own mother by law. She doesn't worry so much about dying, though, not with Altair, and Wanda has said she will help with the birth. She's still afraid of pain but she's borne pain before and can do it once again.
In the agricultural center, she tries to tend plants as best she can without actually bending down or picking up anything heavy. It's a difficult task, actually, and Sansa is grateful for her height and ends up only tending those that hang in baskets in the air or those potted and settled on tables in front of her. It's good to have work to focus on, at any rate, and she's grown tired of sewing for this very moment.
By the time she trundles home in the evening, she settles in her chair with feet propped and works on sewing. Sometimes it's mending and sometimes it's some of the last baby things she can make before the child comes and she won't have the time to sew or do much of anything but be a mother. She believes whole-heartedly that Tyrion will help her with their son much more than most fathers in Westeros do and her friends seem to be gleeful at the prospect of a child but all the same, she will shoulder much of the burden alone.
WHERE: Her home in the residential section of Blue 21 on the map (if you've met her, feel free to assume you know where she lives), at the Agriculture Center, anywhere between the two points.
WHAT: This is Sansa's last post because she HAS THIS CHILD SHE HAS BEEN PREGNANT WITH FOR 1000 YEARS. So she is very large, trying to still be in a good mood, and really wants to not be pregnant anymore.
WHEN: 28 April - 4 May
WARNINGS: TBD
Sansa spends most of her time walking now. She walks from home to the city center, from the city center to home, and to each and every place in between. She tries not to go anywhere dangerous or with rough terrain; she is nowhere near as nimble as she once was and she fears falling and hurting herself or the child. Still, there's plenty of places she can go without pushing into anything remotely dangerous and that's what she does.
Her back only eases when she moves. It's contrary to what she's always believed as women typically took to their beds before birthing but perhaps women in Westeros are not correct about birthing. She's willing to believe that considering the number of women who die in childbirth - including her own mother by law. She doesn't worry so much about dying, though, not with Altair, and Wanda has said she will help with the birth. She's still afraid of pain but she's borne pain before and can do it once again.
In the agricultural center, she tries to tend plants as best she can without actually bending down or picking up anything heavy. It's a difficult task, actually, and Sansa is grateful for her height and ends up only tending those that hang in baskets in the air or those potted and settled on tables in front of her. It's good to have work to focus on, at any rate, and she's grown tired of sewing for this very moment.
By the time she trundles home in the evening, she settles in her chair with feet propped and works on sewing. Sometimes it's mending and sometimes it's some of the last baby things she can make before the child comes and she won't have the time to sew or do much of anything but be a mother. She believes whole-heartedly that Tyrion will help her with their son much more than most fathers in Westeros do and her friends seem to be gleeful at the prospect of a child but all the same, she will shoulder much of the burden alone.