like so much kindling [ video ♐ 002 ]

[kindlings]

[ Ygritte activates the video feed. When the camera focuses she's seated cross-legged on Jon Snow's bed, looking into it intently, features stern—and with her other hand tapping the flat blade of a carved bone dagger against her sheepskin-covered thigh.

Her voice is steady and light, but with just a hint of iron underneath it. ]


...I'll speak now t' the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, 'f he's willing.






[ ...No encryption of any sort, b/c wildling. Takes place after a particular conversation with Alayne Stone.

...Jon Snow, you got some 'splainin to do, boy. ]

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[wolfinthesnow]

I'll be there in a moment.

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[ Glaring. ]


I'll be waiting. Crow.

[wolfinthesnow]

[He opens the door, arms crossed]

Lets hear it, then.

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[ She remains sitting on the bed, tossing the camera aside as an afterthought, and looks him straight in the eyes as she narrows her own. ]


It's true, isn't it.

[wolfinthesnow]

That I am Lord Commander of the Night's Watch?

[He nods.]

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[ Still fingering the dagger in her hands, now moving it tip-to-handle and back again.

It's not a question: ]

You never turned your cloak. Did you, Jon Snow.

[wolfinthesnow]

[He just watches her for a long moment]

I stole you, didn't I?

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[ She can't help the minute way her eyes widen a bit, at that—she's stunned to hear him actually say it. ]

...You said yourself y' never meant t' do it.

[wolfinthesnow]

But I did it.

[He's very, very quiet.]

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[ And he probably knows that it's that hushed, quiet tone of his that is the only thing holding her back from flying into a dagger-wielding rage.

Instead, her eyes are wounded and sorrowful. ]

You know as well 's I do, that a spearwife can't ever be a Crow's wife.

[wolfinthesnow]

I know.

[He doesn't move. He just stays still, as if his stillness will keep this from happening]

[kindlings]

[ She shakes her red head sadly, remembering. ]


...I lied for you. To Mance.

You never knew what t' do with me, after y' stole me.

[wolfinthesnow]

You thought it true.

[He can't stop watching her.]

[kindlings]

[ Her expression hardens a bit. ]

Thinkin' something doesn't make it true.

[wolfinthesnow]

But it makes it so you did not lie.

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[ She laughs then, a short clipped sound of disbelief. ]

What're you saying, that we did dance beneath your cloak?

I think I'd remember that, Jon Snow.

[wolfinthesnow]

[This hurts. This hurts because it was his, for a moment, and then it was gone, and Jon went back to his vows.]

What do you want?

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[ She cocks her head, lips tightening into a line. ]

I want t' know everything you're not tellin' me.

[ Because it's obvious to her now that there's pieces of the puzzle missing, and she doesn't like not knowing what they are. ]

[wolfinthesnow]

This place, it brings us here from different times.

I came from after you, and after Mance.

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[ Now it's she who can't take her eyes off of him.

Quietly: ]

After. An' you became a Crow, once again.

[ She looks down, swallows heavily. It's now obvious what's left unsaid—that the assault on the Wall was a failure. ]

...Mance?

[wolfinthesnow]

[He nods.]

He died.

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[ She nods in return. She hopes his death was a quick one, but she can't bring herself to ask. ]


...And me?

[wolfinthesnow]

[Jon opens his mouth, then closes it again.

He cannot say it.]

[kindlings]

[ She looks up at him again, as his silence tells her almost everything.

At least now she knows why he'd looked at her so strangely, when he'd first found her here. Tears threaten at the corners of her eyes. ]

...Did y'do the job yourself, then?

[wolfinthesnow]

Of course I didn't.

[But he found her.]