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A girl wandered the ship, and not the outpost. She knows there were cruel things there. Evil things. [Because more than anything else, a girl listens and watches.]

A girl would ask a question of everyone, to distract from those things. She hopes all may answer, for there are a great many foreign things to her here. What city, country, planet [yes, she remembers these strange but important words] do the people of Tranquility call home? Where do they come from, if they have no home? What are their names? A girl regrets that she cannot answer well. A girl is of the Faceless Men, and so she has no name, no face. Her only home is in Braavos, Essos, on a planet that has no name, like the girl.

[Maybe it's a warning, in the end, now that she knows the kingslayer is to gain a hand: she knows that the only people who will really understand what the Faceless Men are, are few on the ship; but there are others, she thinks, who will interpret the words she does not say.]

A girl will listen to true and false answers alike, if she must. She only asks for answers.

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[Oh, this is kind of not supposed to be here.]

I'm from Winterfell.

[Oh God Jon why are you doing this FINE SHE WILL TEST HERSELF. She can be totally unattached, just watch her. >C]

An old place, a girl knows.

Be mindful.
You may anger a lost girl's brothers.
Or stir them to reveal secrets a girl would prefer hidden.

[BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU, YOU DUMB LITTLE GIRL.]

Has she been there? Even in the summer there are snows, but the Godswood has a spring of hot water, and the castle is older than my sword.

A girl has not. [Arya Stark grew there, but she's dead now, as gone as they say the old keep is.]

How old is your sword?

A girl is careful. Maybe a girl will hear of stories. A woman may be interested.

[They're friends, after all, and friends look for things their friends may enjoy.]

It's Valyrian Steel, it's one of the great swords forged for the Houses of Westeros. My father had a sword that was also Valyrian steel, but it went south with him and I do not think it passed into the hands of my brother.

[No, she thinks, it cut off his head and disappeared. Ser Ilyn has been a part of her prayer for a long time, and she will see his head leave his shoulders one day.]

A girl knows Valyrian steel is rare. She has never seen its kind on Braavos. Your brother must grieve.

You should ask him.

The planet is Earth, the country is the United States of America, the state is Michigan, the city is Detroit. But I travel, now. And it's Jaye.

Edited (because I forgot the NAME part oops) 2012-08-07 15:56 (UTC)

No face at all?

[ It pleases Alayne, to have this girl's friendship, but with that satisfaction comes a kind of guilt in knowing that her brothers grieve the loss of her. She likes to be included in the girl's thoughts, even if the cost is high. ]

A girl is careful, but a girl is bold as well.
The two sit with faces, opposed.

I am interested.
I always am.
Will a girl share the stories she hears with a friend?
Both the true and the false?

No name, no face. Not a lot of good reasons for something like that.

[A faceless girl. Shrike is interested (keep saying Shrike, over and over, tell yourself who you are, renew, revolutionlize, replace) and it can't hurt to answer. To get to know a girl.]

I come from an island in a place called Hawai'i, in the Consolidated Nations of Northa America, on Earth. Our sun is called Sol and our moon is Luna. The way we count it's the year 2083. Hawai'i used to be beautiful. In some parts it still is, but our world got too hot and most of the plants died and the coasts flooded. We have to use dikes and levies to keep the water back in a lot of places, and when a tsunami--a large wave, huge, large enough to crush buildings--comes, or a storm, we have a lot of floods. We're one of the only places you can still see flowers and jungle. The things that survived adapted fast or had help from scientists. My favourite is the glowblossom. It opens at night when it's cooler and attracts birds to pollinate it by glowing blue. They don't have any on the ship, I looked. A lot of people still speak old Hawai'ian, it got more popular after the warming. I speak a little. Aloha, a bird says to a girl. It means peace and compassion, you use it to say hello and goodbye with people you love. Not that I love you, it's an example. We have a lot of volcanos. They're ruled by the goddess Pele, and you shoild never steal a stone from them or Pele will kill you. She's hungry and beauiful, just like where I'm from. She'll burn you alive and make you like it. When I lived there I went swimming a lot.

[What started as a lie of how much she misses where she's from...it becomes true in the telling.]

[ A proper communication was inevitable, he supposes. Better to start somewhere relatively harmless. ]

It seems we hail from the same planet, though I keep to a different continent.

My father's father, however, hailed from Braavos.

[No text on this end. Jesse doesn't feel like writing all this stuff out.]

Um... I'm from Albuquerque. It's a city in New Mexico, which is a state in America, which is a country on the planet Earth. My city's in the middle of the desert but it's real beautiful...

[He misses it, for all the shit that it was. The nostalgia's in his voice.]

What happened to a girl's face?

:33 < *a cat of many names brushes up curiously against the girl with none*
:33 < *a cat says, i am originally from a planet called alternia*
:33 < *alternia, a cat explains, was a lovely world of forests and deserts and caves*
:33 < *unfurtunately the creatures of alternia were not always the kindest*
:33 < *kindness was a purrecious commodity beclaws society dictated ruthlessness and divided the many creatures into castes depending on their blood color*
:33 < *a cat was not as bad off as the crab and the ram, but she was also not as high as the dragon, the spider, or the creatures of the sea*
:33 < *a cat was furtunate enough to have a horse as a moirail*
:33 < *in human terms, the cat says, a moirail is like a brother and a best furiend and a purrson who gives you a funny f33ling like there are a million beautiful, winged tinkerbulls flying around in your stomach*
:33 < *a cats smile grows sad when she says that alternia was destroyed when a cat and her furiends began to play a game of great impurrtance*
:33 < *another universe was created at the sacrifice of alternia*
:33 < *but this universe was just as beautiful and full of fascinating creatures called humans*
:33 < *a cat so desperately wanted to be with them!*
:33 < *a cat didnt want to rule over them as a god, but live among them as an equal*
:33 < *in the purrocess of this game, a cat was also awarded her own purrsonal planet where the mountains were made of sugar, the rivers flowed with tea, and she could bask in a warm sun that made the world shine brightly but did not burn her skin*
:33 < *a cat is a nocturnal creature after all, she says with a wink*
:33 < *fate was not kind to a cat, however, and she had to fl33 with her furiends to a desolate meteor in the space betw33n worlds, a place called the incephisphere*
:33 < *no stars dotted the sky of this space nor was there a moon to glow or a sun to rise*
:33 < *it is always dark now fur a cat and her furiends*
:33 < *they must hide from a terrible creature with the head of a dog, the wings of a crow, and the tentacles of the horrorterrors that inhabit the furthest ring*
:33 < *even worse they must now hide from one another, as several of a cats furiends have suddenly snapped from the stress of their expurriences*
:33 < *it is a tough life but a cat must do her best to stay brave*

:33 < so goes the story of a cat!
:33 < its all true and all of the creature names have b33n translated to the best of my understanding

Doubt most of the answers will be any good to you. Nothing but depressing stories on this ship.

The Faceless Men, you say?

[ HOW ARE THE REST OF YOU WESTEROSI NOT FREAKING OUT MORE ABOUT THIS, Jaime wants to know. ]

My name is Frodo Baggins. The world I am from is called Arda, and the continent Middle-Earth.
[ he suddenly just looks very tired and lost, something she is surely familiar feeling. ]
My home was The Shire, in Bag End before I sold it. Where I go once I return is not a place many return from, if at all.

My home's gone. Cities don't really exist anymore. Not for humans, at least. But we're retaking Ultra City, once I go back.

I don't really know where I'd call home, though. Probably not a physical place. Just with my family.

Planet: Earth, country: United States of America, City: New York City. My name's Alice.

Do you really not have a name?

He should come and share his home.

[Boldness. Wasn't that part of her problem, when she was a beggar girl who had to kill an old man? Bold and prideful. You are too proud to serve, the kindly man had said, and she'd sworn she could serve better than anyone. It was a hard lesson.]

A girl will mind her faces. She will share all of the stories she hears. [There is a pause, and then she sends the rest along.] And the things she learns.

We all travel now, Jaye. [Good; she wants to learn more about the bannermen Robb and Sansa have collected.]

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