ataraxion | ｆｏｕｒ ° ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ.

[ for once, arya is well-groomed if drained by heat and stress. she donned her best new tunic and her hair has actually seen a brush. it has been pulled back into a delicate and seemingly simple braided updo by skilled elven fingers. her now long hair drives her mad otherwise in the suffocating heat that is engineering. grey eyes look steadily into the camera. just off-screen she clutches nymeria's scruff like a lifeline. it's the only outward sign of her nervousness. this speech was written out, repeated enough for her to memorize it, and she is still afraid she will somehow screw it up.

like robb, she thinks. she will be as eloquent as robb. taking a breath, she begins. ]

My name is Arya Stark. I am speaking for Tony Stark, head of engineering, who is in stasis.

We all know the temperatures are high. There is nothing to be found in the Engineering or Agriculture department as the cause. Two days ago the temperatures stopped going up. We have not stopped working on finding the cause, and we will keep trying to bring it down.

Until then, you ought take-take precautions against the heat: drink a lot of water, try to avoid exerting yourself. The pools are always open. You can swim. If you don't know how to swim, you can learn. And don't get lost.

As I am the only one officially left of Engineering, I take responsibility for everything here. If there is anything you wish to say, you can say it to me. My—team is doing the best they can and they are not to be blamed. Neither is anyone else in any of the other departments. If you have any questions, I will do my best to answer them. We will tell you of any changes.

Thank you.

[ and she smoothly switches off the video. don't mind her as she collapses in a pile in a lukewarm corner somewhere and doesn't get back up for a while. ]

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You were different.
Hid more than you talked.
Didn't accept her, for about a month.
She was angry.
Wilder than the others.
Alayne asked me to do it.
We were worried someone would think she was dangerous + hurt her.
I wasn't going to let that happen.

[ it takes her a long time to answer. ]

i can take her myself

[She can guess part of what might be behind that phrasing. Always gets angry when people offer to look after her dogs. And she knows the Starks and their wolves, isn't interested in stepping in where she isn't wanted or needed.]

Okay.

[ a longer pause yet and she asks the only question she can. ]

how did you make her listen?

[ if a leash or excessive force was used she stg ]

[There's a longer delay. She still isn't comfortable just telling people about her pathos. But Arya had known before - has a right to know, too, considering Nymeria.]

They hear me.
I hear them.

you can really hear her speak?

Yes.
+ speak to her.

[The simplest way to explain it, anyway.]

does she sound like me?

They don't talk like we do.
It's not words.

she knows words

[ men. teeth. pup. sleep. blood. meat.

rise. eat. run. ]

Words you say to her?

[ she almost says no. but arya doesn't know if tyke know of wargs. if she doesn't, arya doesn't want to be the one to say. she gives half the truth. ]

Yes
Even ones she has never heard before

[She was thinking this was something about training, but even the smartest of dogs (wolves) needed a command demonstrated in some way before it could be understood.]

How can she know them if she's never heard them?

she is clever

[ it's easy to imagine the accompanying offended tone. ]

Direwolves are cleverer than most.

I know.
That's still weird clever.

Only because you have none

I've spent time with the others.
But fine, whatever.

ｆｏｕｒ ° ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ.

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locked. I should probably pp you before I accidentally godmode your direwolf's brain haha

locked. rofl it's fine it's a weird mix of who even really knows whose thoughts they are

locked. crazy stark kids. just let me know if I mess up somewhere!

locked. will do o7

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