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[northerner]

[ ah, robb returns to video posts. there's a marked difference in the set of his face. he looks older, more solmen if such a thing were possible, more like his father, than he did in those very first few times he'd addressed the ship. grey wind is at his elbows, eyes gleaming as his great jaws part in a disinterested yawn. the display of teeth though, that sure is something to see. robb sinks a hand into the fur at the scruff of grey wind's neck, and the action is almost a boy reaching for something familiar, something to anchor himself to. ]

I wish to request a favor of this ship.

[ kings don't make requests, they give orders. that is what robb learned from his namesake but in his time spent aboard this ship he's also learned that a displaced king gets himself more by requesting rather than trying to command. ( like the beggar king, and if his stomach turns at that he ignores it. ) ]

My youngest brother Rickon has come aboard this vessel. I don't seek to curb his curiosity, but only to ask that discretion is used when answering his questions and granting him knowledge.

[ there's a pause. grey wind huffs a breath, impatient, and robb's hand twists in the fur. ]

And perhaps not encourage his fondness for knives.

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[kindlings]

...How old is he? Eight or nine years?

Not too young t' learn his way 'round weapons, Robb Stark. Picked up a spear m'self when I was six.

[ You want your little brother to be a proper wildling, don't you? Don't you? ]

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[wolfinthesnow]

I offered to teach him how to swordfight. He's at an age for it.

[northerner]

[ NO HE DOES NOT ]

Aye, and I a sword. But it was wooden and I had Ser Roderik to teach me to wield it proper. Neither of those things are here for Rickon.

[kindlings]

So, you or your brother [ not saying his name, how mature, Ygritte ] teach 'im.

Or is a King in th' North above that?

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[northerner]

[ oh it's you. there's a pause, grey wind's teeth bared before robb answers, his voice cold as ice. it's not fair, he's knows he's not being fair, but... ]

Wooden swords are one thing. He's after hunting knives.

[northerner]

I'm not above teaching my brother to use a sword.

[ oh so clearly someone else is pissed at jon snow. there should be a club. ]

What I'd like is if he didn't learn to shove knives into others from the people aboard this ship.

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[wolfinthesnow]

Yes, I know.

[Jon doesn't exactly look pleased, here.]

But one might distract him from the other.

[northerner]

Or encourage the other.

[wolfinthesnow]

We were his age when we learned. Do you think he shouldn't?

Or do you prefer I not be the one to teach him?

[kindlings]

Y'don't want him t' learn how to defend himself, then? In unfamiliar terr'tory like this, that's the first thing y'should be teachin' him.

[ She really doesn't understand that way of thinking, Robb.

And then, because there's more than just Rickon she wants to discuss: ]

...Somethin' else I'm meaning t' talk to you about, Robb Stark. Although I don't know how t' make our conversation...private.

[northerner]

[ and the silence is full of things that robb doesn't say, because even angry robb's not cruel but the weight of them hangs between them all the same. ]

If he asks for you, I'd not deny him.

[wolfinthesnow]

No, Robb.

I won't do it. I'll tell him to seek you out.

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[northerner]

Defense, yes, I'd have him learn that. But Rickon's... [ rickon's gone feral in a way robb isn't sure how to curb, and he doesn't trust rickon not to stab first and ask questions later. ] I'd not see him land in the brig.

[ there's a pause, only broken by the clack of grey wind's claws upon the metal flooring. ]

I know how.

[ and then he encrypts it look at these skills. ]

Speak.

[northerner]

I'll not drag our youngest brother into this. If he asks, oblige him.

[ it comes out like a command, like robb hiding behind his crown and maybe he is. ]

He scarce asks us for anything anymore.

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[kindlings]

[ Normally such a commanding prompt from a self-proclaimed king would rankle her, but Ygritte puts it aside for now. ]


It's about Jon Snow. And what you an' I spoke of, earlier, regardin' him.

[wolfinthesnow]

Into what? Into our fight over my lost honor?

[northerner]

[ oh, way to head right for the sore point. ]

What more is there to be said?

[northerner]

[ ah, there's grey wind's input, the snarl that robb's holding back coming from his direwolf and robb still doesn't understand what that means. ]

He's been through enough. He need not be party to it.

[wolfinthesnow]

I would not ask him to take sides! I would not speak of it to him, what do you think?

[Ghost suddenly looks up from where he had been napping, his red eyes staring at his brother through the video]

[northerner]

That isn't what I meant.

[ that's more hurt than anger, robb's fingers twisting into fur as his anger rumbles out of his wolf. ]

They don't need to know we've quarrelled. We're splintered enough as it is, you've said so yourself.

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[shoyu]

Aha, you've a charming brother, sir! Quite the energetic young man.

Not that I doubt his honesty, but is he as skilled a fighter as he claims to be?

[northerner]

[ SOMEONE FINDS RICKON CHARMING, STOP THE PRESSES. ]

Perhaps he shall be, with the proper education and practice. But he's a boy still. I should think all he has claimed is overexaggeration.

[ lmfao jesus rickon's going to stab him. ]

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[wolfdreamer]

[A WEARY SIGH, first.]

He won't mind you, or anyone. If they don't tell him something, he will only demand to know.

[kindlings]

[ Ygritte's good like that; it's a curse gift. ]


What I led you t' believe from our talk...it wasn't true. Jon Snow didn't break his oath with me.


[ WHICH TECHNICALLY IS NOT A COMPLETE LIE; IT'S TRUE FROM THE POINT WHEN SHE WAS TALKING TO YOU EARLIER, ROBB. ]

[wolfinthesnow]

I don't want to have any quarrel with you!