Sansa Stark (
theladyofwinterfell) wrote in
revivalproject2021-03-24 10:31 am
bright lights, big city
WHO: Sansa Stark + baby James
WHERE: Coruscant - surface levels; a diner + a network post
WHAT: shock, awe, annoyance
WHEN: 24 March
WARNINGS: TBD
Sansa has been to a few planets in her time both in the Fleet and on Agra 10 but this one has to be the busiest one she's ever seen. She feels like she's in the midst of everything and no one can hear her at all over the noise of speeders and the crush of other beings. She holds James close, not wanting his curiosity to have him touching anything he shouldn't, and calls out for someone she might know.
"If the Agra are doing this, you ought to give me a direction. I cannot help you with whatever task you have if I don't know where you are or where I am," Sansa shouts. A few aliens look her way and shrug and the overall feeling she gets is one of indifference. Seems she isn't the only lost person around here.
Thinking inside would be better than outside, she ducks into what turns out to be a restaurant and settles in one of the booths. The menus are in runes she cannot read and she ends up pointing to what she wants; the staff at least speaks common. While she waits on her food, she jiggles James a bit to try and quiet him.
"We're going to find out where this is," she says, sing-songing. "Mother has to help the Agra again, she thinks, and you're a big enough boy to help too."
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( Somehow, the communicator had ended up in her pocket without her noticing and Sansa thinks she ought to have tried this first. Of course, she has it now so there's no use in beating herself up over it. )
Fleet! It is Sansa Stark and I have no idea where we are right now. I don't know this planet but I hope some of you still know me. I can send coordinates?
WHERE: Coruscant - surface levels; a diner + a network post
WHAT: shock, awe, annoyance
WHEN: 24 March
WARNINGS: TBD
Sansa has been to a few planets in her time both in the Fleet and on Agra 10 but this one has to be the busiest one she's ever seen. She feels like she's in the midst of everything and no one can hear her at all over the noise of speeders and the crush of other beings. She holds James close, not wanting his curiosity to have him touching anything he shouldn't, and calls out for someone she might know.
"If the Agra are doing this, you ought to give me a direction. I cannot help you with whatever task you have if I don't know where you are or where I am," Sansa shouts. A few aliens look her way and shrug and the overall feeling she gets is one of indifference. Seems she isn't the only lost person around here.
Thinking inside would be better than outside, she ducks into what turns out to be a restaurant and settles in one of the booths. The menus are in runes she cannot read and she ends up pointing to what she wants; the staff at least speaks common. While she waits on her food, she jiggles James a bit to try and quiet him.
"We're going to find out where this is," she says, sing-songing. "Mother has to help the Agra again, she thinks, and you're a big enough boy to help too."
( Somehow, the communicator had ended up in her pocket without her noticing and Sansa thinks she ought to have tried this first. Of course, she has it now so there's no use in beating herself up over it. )
Fleet! It is Sansa Stark and I have no idea where we are right now. I don't know this planet but I hope some of you still know me. I can send coordinates?

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Yo Sans. Just hit the 'emergency GPS' button. Jon set it up for us here for some reason. Being a mother hen. I'll be there in moments.
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I've hit the button. Did it work for you, Tommy?
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What do you think.
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I missed you so much. Winterfell is so cold and removed. No one ever touches me there.
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I'm still happy you were gone for some of what we went through. For safety.
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I don't know you - didn't even know people could go away and come back. But message received. I'm Ezra Bridger. Have you found one of us who remembers you yet? Or the hangar where the ships are?
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Thank the Gods for you, Ezra Bridger. I have not found anyone and I have not found the Hangar. I sent the message in hopes I might find just anyone who knew me or our group.
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As promised, he takes a quick picture of himself, in a grey-brown Jedi style cloak, hood back, and a brightly colored jacket underneath. He's younger than her, but there are scars on his face from a lighsaber blade.]
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We're about to be rescued, little sweetling. What do you think about that, hmm?
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...Sansa Stark? [He pauses before he come closer than a couple of meters away though, and tilts his head.] Oh, hey. Another little one?
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are you safe, ma'am? i can find you with coordinates, if you require assistance. i'm not sure if someone else has already found you and brought you back to the ships, but if they have and you need food or something, i'm happy to bring it.
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I do need food and clothing, actually, so if you could get me back to the ships, I would appreciate it. There's no need for formality, either. You can call me Sansa, if you like.
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sansa, then.
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oh shit, a kid? how old?
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Diner
"If that baby is able to help the Agrii then I at least know why I was taken. The two of us are probably equally useful to them..."
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"I have no idea how James is supposed to help but clearly he's meant to, somehow, or they wouldn't have let me bear him. As for you - I'm sure you're more useful than a child who cannot speak or walk yet."
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He reaches over the side and extends his hand. "Richie Tozier. Professional comedian, amateur monster-killer, and really just a novice murderer." He grins down at James and makes a funny face at him.
"And look at this guy. C'mon, he clearly has mystery talents up his sleeve. You can see it in those eyes. He's plotting..."
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She looks at James and laughs again. "He's plotting as to what thing he can put in his mouth next. That's been the latest. New thing? In the mouth. Favorite thing? In the mouth. Mummy's hair? Certainly in the mouth."
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James is still looking precious and happy. Richie knows the age. His own sister had a few kids that he visited on and off. He glances around and grabs a cloth napkin and some ice. Wrapping it up, he hands it to Sansa.
"Here. I don't know if he's teething or whatever but usually that kept my nieces and nephews happy and busy. Soothes the gums too if they're bothering him. Just an idea to maybe save that hair."
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