004 -- voice;

[northerner]

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. ]

Comments

[unparental]

I don't think any of us are, for long. Space has gotten-- heavy. [ beat. ] Hard to deal with, I mean.

[ yeah dude what is that even about perky polly here is puzzled by this stoicism. ]

I wasn't fishing for reassurance, I promise, but-- okay, that's some good reassurance. You'd give absolutely killer mid-year evals back home.

[northerner]

Aye, it has. I hope it ebbs soon, before worse comes to pass.

[ it's the stark way jenna!! ]

Mid-year what?

[unparental]

Shhh, don't say that. You'll jinx us.

[ but why tho. ]

It's a work thing.

[northerner]

A work thing.

[ wat ]

So long as it is a good thing, I suppose I cannot argue against it.