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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...Wait, so now he's leading the prude squad and he's still not getting any? [ seriously jon. faith likes you and all but damn, son. what a waste. ] Never told me that, but I guess that makes sense.

[ because faith made her views on celibacy fairly clear. ]

Sounds like home. [ and not her current ephemeral, 'wherever i am tonight is home' living situation but boston, which is a whole other kettle of not very well to do or happy fish. ]