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004 -- voice;

It seems there are many from my world to be welcomed aboard after this past jump. If those of Westeros inclined to make their presence known, I would speak with all of you.

[ there's a pause. a direwolf's low whine can be heard, and robb exhales slowly. ]

And I'm sure it is already known, but the lady who called herself Aberdeen is no longer aboard.

[ and feed is cut. ]

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My father was no mouse.

[ CHECK YO SELF JAYE. ]

It matters not how they fight. I'll gut them all the same, if need be.

Snakes kill wolves, too.

[ no u ]

Okay, I am not the best person to be asking you about this, but have you seriously never heard the words "strategy" or "tactics" before in your life? 'cause trust me, how someone fights means a lot.

All the more reason to lop off their heads.

[ LMFAO WOW ROBB IS SO INSULTED HE CAN'T EVEN. ]

I know both words well. I wage a war and I mean to win it. I am winning it. I understand the importance of my opponent's manuevers, but that trickery matters little if I know how to counter and how to win, and win honestly.

Snake heads can still bite for several hours after decapitation, actually.

[ GOOD BECAUSE JAYE THINKS HE'S AN IDIOT EVEN MORE NOW ]

Yeah. You need to know what they're doing in order to counter it, genius. [ The "genius" bit was incredibly sarcastic. ] Or are you going to fight everyone in the opposing army one-on-one? 'cause if that's the case, drop me off where you're going, I want to see that shit.

[ THIS ARGUMENT. ]

And what do you know of wars and battles that qualifies you to lecture me so upon them?

[ She takes a deep breath, but this time her tone is icy. ]

I took on an entire cult by myself to keep my god in the game. Before that I spent eleven years fighting to stay alive any way I could, and until he disappeared, I fought to keep my brother alive, too.

I know a lot about battles, Robb. I grew up with them. You're an eighteen year old kid who thinks he can win, because you think you're fighting for the right cause. Maybe you are. But the right cause doesn't mean jack shit if you can't defend against people willing to kill you in any way they can to stop it. And sometimes? That means killing them the same way first.

Understand me, I am not child. My father was Lord Eddard Stark, who led King Robert Baratheon's armies during the rebellion. He raised me to follow his example. I'm no green boy, fumbling his way through war. I learned everything my father had to teach me, and I know well enough what it is to meet an army in combat.

I will win this war. And I'll do it without dishonoring myself. Perhaps you care little how low you stoop to win a fight, but I won't bear a stain upon my honor. I'll find a way to win without the cheat.

You're not your father. Is your honor so important that you'd die for it? That you'd leave people behind who love you for it?

I'm my father's son. Without my honor I have nothing.

[ that's a yes, for those following along at home. ]

I wouldn't be able to face my family without it.

Maybe you should try asking your family what they'd prefer.

We've all been raised by the same man, with the same values.

But it is all moot. I cannot die, for my death would forsake my sisters to captivity and worse. I must win, so I shall.

That doesn't mean they think the same way.

Yeah, that's not actually how it works. Just saying.

It's how it has to work.

[ JAYE WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE LIKE MOMMA STARK AND ACCEPT HIS CONVICTION. ]

[ BECAUSE THAT'S DUMB ]

It's not going to.

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You aren't the best person.

Thanks, peanut gallery.

I'm still right.

Strange to see you admitting it.

It's been a long few months.

Learning the hard way.

[That was what the universe did to you, and you either learnt fast or you didn't. He knows it.]

Only way I know how. But we both know a girl who'd rather Robb didn't.

[There's a pause. That was a low and rather irritating blow, Jaye.]

People don't get their rathers. I'm not wasting my time trying to fix that.

[ You're welcome. :D ]

Magneto's gone. [ This seems incredibly off-topic, she's aware. ] She sent him after you, he got you on my back so you didn't die in the middle of the ship. Was that a waste of time?

[ There's no judgement there -- just curiosity. ]

[There might be no judgement there, but he doesn't like it anyway. Doesn't like any reminder of that. He'd never been sick before, that weak over something he couldn't physically fight. It was a vulnerability he didn't want to repeat or have to think about.]

Wasn't my time.

[ That could be interpreted a couple ways. Not his time to waste, not his time to die. Jaye hums slightly, decides that it's an acceptable answer either way, and continues on. ]

Nice of you to poke your head back out, at least. You haven't called me an idiot in like two months.

Maybe I decided you were a lost cause.