text.

[look]

[ the number's a 022, but there's no questions about where they are or when they get to go home. will doesn't even really want to be making this post, but people are talking about animal bones, human remains, blood. and that's kind of his gig. ]

I'm not a trained forensic analyst, but if we've got the equipment to do so, I'd be willing to try and take a look at the organic tissue people found in their lockers. I got meat. Anyone else?

Comments

[northerner]

Are you overly attached to it?

[look]

Not really. I'd like to run some tests, make sure it's OK to eat.

[northerner]

If it is safe, I've several direwolves who'd make a meal of it.

[ casually talking about direwolves in conversation nbd ]

[look]

Sorry, is that a metaphor?

[northerner]

Beg pardon?

[look]

Do you really have direwolves? The animal?

[northerner]

Aye. I've one, as do each of my siblings. Do you know of them?

[look]

Of, yes. We're on a spaceship, I don't know why I'm getting stuck on wolves. They just sound out of place.

[northerner]

Aye, there isn't much on the ship like them. Animals are scarce here, and most tended to by Jaye in the gardens.

[look]

Are you a Stark?

[ look he read the welcome docs ok. ]

[northerner]

[ will you're like the only one. ]

Aye, King Robb Stark of Winterfell and the North.

[look]

[ fortunately he's stuck to text so you miss his low whistle. ]

Thought as much. If I find meat that's not fit for the kitchens, I'll give you some, Your Highness.

[northerner]

You need not call me Highness. You're not of Westeros and I'm not your king, you need only call me Robb. And I'd find myself in your debt, were you to do such a thing for my direwolf.

[look]

Sure thing, Robb. I wouldn't want anything, except maybe to meet him.

[northerner]

Whenever you wish it, I'd be happy for you to meet our wolves.

[look]

I'll get back to you on that one.

[ can we handwave and say meat and puppycuddles happened boo? ]

[northerner]

[ yes we sure can!! ]