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revivalproject2019-09-03 08:17 pm
theladyofwinterfell) wrote in revivalproject2019-09-03 08:17 pm
001 👑 my tears are always frozen
Who: Sansa Stark & You
What: Exploration
When: during the first week of arrival
Where: Greenhouse, "Hotel", Fountain
Warnings: None at this time; will update if necessary
001. fountain
( Sansa isn't certain about Agra 10 just yet. She'd adapted well enough to the Fleet, as it was, and then she'd returned to Westeros for a whirlwind of events. She remembers being with Tyrion as a true wife and it'd been wonderful for the short time she'd experienced it; it hadn't been something she'd done upon return to Westeros but would Tyrion have remembered? Would he have even accepted her advances without thinking it a trick? She doesn't know.
Now, however, she finds herself before a fountain. She remembers them in King's Landing, ornate things where water jumped and played. They were of little use, other than ornament, but this one has cool, clear water and Sansa tests it by cupping her hands and bringing it to her lips to drink. It's sweet water, too, and she thinks this is an important thing to remember; she has no idea what other water might be on the planet. She's dribbled it all over her front when she hears someone approach and she clears her throat a bit, startled. )
Sorry, I was just testing to see if it was drinkable. It seems that it is so if we cannot find additional water, at least we have this.
002. greenhouse
( Sansa finds herself drawn to a room that seems, for all the world, quite like the glass gardens at Winterfell. Those glass gardens have been destroyed both by the Boltons and later by the Night King but Sansa remembers how they were when she was a girl. She spots a glowing container with seeds in it and touches it lightly, surprised to realize she knows everything about the plants in this room just now. She knows which are edible and which aren't and she knows how to tend them as well.
She goes through the rows of plants, touching something like a cherry and something like one of the ripe, sweet melons of the Summer Isles. There's a berry that's as poisonous as Tears of Lys and Sansa keeps well away from it, not even daring to touch it. There's another that looks rather like the plant that makes The Strangler but it seems to be perfectly benign. When she sees someone else about to pop one of the poisonous berries into their mouth, she holds up her hands and shouts. )
No, don't! It's poison! There are others which are good but not that one. Come, let me show you which are all right to eat and which aren't.
003. hotel
( Sansa had been used to her accommodations in the Fleet and while they were austere, they were clean and safe. There's no such thing here on Agra 10. The only beds seem to be in an abandoned hotel and they seem dusty with disuse. She doesn't know where she's going to lay her head tonight but she'll need to clear out a room and claim it.
It doesn't take long to make one of the rooms livable. There's no mattresses but the furniture is still in good shape. There doesn't seem to be any damage, really, only the lack of mattress for the bed presents a problem. Sansa thinks she can stuff a mattress if she must but she decides she might look over in the hospital to see if they have one instead; before she creates, she would rather improvise. The Gods have provided for her in the Fleet before so perhaps they will here.
She steps into the corridor and almost bowls into another person. It's not like her, at all, but she recovers and gives the person a small smile. )
Forgive me, I've managed to nearly knock you down. I was too focused on how to make this room livable, apparently.
What: Exploration
When: during the first week of arrival
Where: Greenhouse, "Hotel", Fountain
Warnings: None at this time; will update if necessary
001. fountain
( Sansa isn't certain about Agra 10 just yet. She'd adapted well enough to the Fleet, as it was, and then she'd returned to Westeros for a whirlwind of events. She remembers being with Tyrion as a true wife and it'd been wonderful for the short time she'd experienced it; it hadn't been something she'd done upon return to Westeros but would Tyrion have remembered? Would he have even accepted her advances without thinking it a trick? She doesn't know.
Now, however, she finds herself before a fountain. She remembers them in King's Landing, ornate things where water jumped and played. They were of little use, other than ornament, but this one has cool, clear water and Sansa tests it by cupping her hands and bringing it to her lips to drink. It's sweet water, too, and she thinks this is an important thing to remember; she has no idea what other water might be on the planet. She's dribbled it all over her front when she hears someone approach and she clears her throat a bit, startled. )
Sorry, I was just testing to see if it was drinkable. It seems that it is so if we cannot find additional water, at least we have this.
002. greenhouse
( Sansa finds herself drawn to a room that seems, for all the world, quite like the glass gardens at Winterfell. Those glass gardens have been destroyed both by the Boltons and later by the Night King but Sansa remembers how they were when she was a girl. She spots a glowing container with seeds in it and touches it lightly, surprised to realize she knows everything about the plants in this room just now. She knows which are edible and which aren't and she knows how to tend them as well.
She goes through the rows of plants, touching something like a cherry and something like one of the ripe, sweet melons of the Summer Isles. There's a berry that's as poisonous as Tears of Lys and Sansa keeps well away from it, not even daring to touch it. There's another that looks rather like the plant that makes The Strangler but it seems to be perfectly benign. When she sees someone else about to pop one of the poisonous berries into their mouth, she holds up her hands and shouts. )
No, don't! It's poison! There are others which are good but not that one. Come, let me show you which are all right to eat and which aren't.
003. hotel
( Sansa had been used to her accommodations in the Fleet and while they were austere, they were clean and safe. There's no such thing here on Agra 10. The only beds seem to be in an abandoned hotel and they seem dusty with disuse. She doesn't know where she's going to lay her head tonight but she'll need to clear out a room and claim it.
It doesn't take long to make one of the rooms livable. There's no mattresses but the furniture is still in good shape. There doesn't seem to be any damage, really, only the lack of mattress for the bed presents a problem. Sansa thinks she can stuff a mattress if she must but she decides she might look over in the hospital to see if they have one instead; before she creates, she would rather improvise. The Gods have provided for her in the Fleet before so perhaps they will here.
She steps into the corridor and almost bowls into another person. It's not like her, at all, but she recovers and gives the person a small smile. )
Forgive me, I've managed to nearly knock you down. I was too focused on how to make this room livable, apparently.
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[He kisses her hands again, before giving her a gentle smile.]
When we get back home -- I'll be sure to keep our deal in mind.
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I suppose you ought to get practice being a Papa then. We'll need to get another pet or three.
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[Amusement colored his face, as he moved to help her to a standing position. He thought by the tightness around her mouth that there was more she was not telling him -- but the time would come for that. Right now he was just relieved to find her here.]
What am I going to do with four to five children and three animals? Start a circus?
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We'd be a proper mummer's show, I think. We should try to find a room together, shouldn't we?
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[He offered her his hand, and a warm and reassuring smile. Honestly, he was acting as much as she was, but for different reasons. They had been stranded on a strange new planet with no visible way of communicating with the outside universe. His Augment was glitching, and they had no idea how to learn more about this planet outside of stumbling around like fools.]
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( Sansa wants to steal these moments as she can. Perhaps she cannot bear Tyrion children but she can still enjoy him as a husband and forge a deeper bond. )
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I .... suppose that is fair. So, where should we start, my lady wife?
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( Thank the Gods for that. What an ignoble death, dying by inadvertent poison, when she'd survived so much worse than that. )
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[He chuckled, as he started to look at the rooms.] I also see that I will be doing hellish amounts of repairs.
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( Sansa is glad to get her thoughts on practical things and not the what-ifs of her future in Westeros. This is a place where she can be with Tyrion and she's determined to enjoy it no matter what duty awaits her back at home. )
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[Tyrion stated wryly, as he carefully limped forward to inspect another room.] We should try to find one that's not open to the elements.
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I suppose I could figure out a way to give your cock what it wants without breaking your leg. I'm a clever queen, after all.
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[He chuckled softly.] Although you are quite clever.
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Well, I guess this is as good a motivation as any to try and find shelter. I thought we could at least make mattresses from some of the dried grasses. I've slept on a hay mattress before, even if it isn't as nice as down.
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[Tyrion paused at one room, and sighed at the condition of it.]
What in the name of the Seven happened to these poor bastards?
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( Sansa doesn't know much of history, not as much as she should, but if anyone knows about the Doom it's going to be Tyrion. Perhaps he will have a better idea as to what happened to the people here. )
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[He sighed, before he brightened a little.] At least this time we shall have real sunshine on our faces, most of the time. Fresh air as well.
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( Sansa reaches out and takes Tyrion's hand, squeezing it in her own. )
I'm glad you're here. I think I've said that already but I'm going to say it again.
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I am glad you are here as well, my darling. We have always been stronger together than apart. Now I know we shall get out of here safely.