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[seem]

[ Though he debates the merit of stating his request through video or voice feed, Petyr eventually settles upon text as his method of communication. It takes a little while for him to type the message out in full, but soon enough, the deed is done. ]

TO THE TRANQUILITY:

A thousand pardons for the interruption, but should anyone bear knowledge as to the availability of either hair dye or a collar and leash, I would be most grateful for it. I have no way of repaying the favor at the immediate moment but rest assured I will be in your debt.

Comments

voice;

[jilt]

What an interesting request.

voice;

[seem]

[ Like garners like, and so, following a brief pause, another voice filters through. ]

And one that can be fulfilled, I hope.

voice;

[jilt]

[ irene mislikes text, but she also mislikes her face appearing on these small screens. so voice is the middle ground, just enough anonymity to suit her. ]

I can fashion hair dye, perhaps. If you'd indicate the color, I'd have an easier time of it.

voice;

[seem]

A dark brown, nothing more.

[ Another pause. ]

Could it be done?

voice;

[wont]

[ Alayne recognizes that voice. ]

Milady— [ No, that isn't the word. ] Miss Irene.

voice;

[jilt]

Hello, Alayne.

text;

[puppydogeyes]

You're not interrupting anything.
Why do you need a leash?

text;

[seem]

The last "jump" has reunited my daughter with one of her former pets, and considering the size to which a direwolf can grow, we thought collaring might be for the best.

text;

[puppydogeyes]

Direwolf, is that like a wolf?
It's tame?
Harnesses are better, something like that.

text

[lethalforce]

Let me know if you hear anything about that hair dye.

text

[heltersskelter]

Kinky.

text

[seem]

Unfortunately nothing quite so thrilling.

text

[heltersskelter]

too bad :(

text;

[pocketfulofsouls]

What's the pet?

text;

[seem]

A direwolf, as it happens.

text;

[pocketfulofsouls]

Big puppy. Sounds like what you need is a trainer.
With a beast like that, you're just as safe with the collar as without one.
Unless you've got arms the size of canons and happen to be made of iron,
in which case, never mind.

[video]

[the_vishual]

You should talk to Eridan, sir. He's very good with hair.

[ video ]

[seem]

[ A few more moments pass and the according video feed flickers to life, revealing a man of middle age, a mockingbird pin bobbing at his throat. ]

Eridan?

[ video ]

[the_vishual]

He's a troll. Talks oddly, sir. Grey skin. Horns. An odd individual but nonetheless he's one of the first passengers to arrive, like myself. Glasses and a tuft of purple hair.

action | open to either Bran or Petyr.

[wont]

[ In a land without kings or command — much like in a land who have both of these things in excess — knowledge is power. And so, in gathering what knowledge she can, Alayne sits with the speaking box held in both her small white hands, listening to the voices and reading the replies that her father's request has garnered. ]

action

[seem]

[ One never strays far from the other's side, so when the replies come in, bit by bit, Petyr is soon at his daughter's side once more. ]

We may have some success, [ he notes, although she's told him enough that he knows she's already aware. ]

action

[wont]

[ It relieves her but also worries her, a hand absently reaching to touch her hair, aware of the way her roots show — red peeking out from beneath a rich and heavy brown. Still, if the deal with brokered with Miss Irene— ]

I know her. The woman who offered. We met, she and I, upon last waking. [ Alayne nods once, her attention drifting as she remembers absently: ] She was kind and offered to pin my hair.

[uncodlyawwesome]

if you find someone wwith hair dye let me knoww ivve been lookin for some purple all ovver here an i just cant find any
it fuckin sucks i do not need this shit

text;

[angerissues]

Are you wanting to dye your dog's fur?

[purrfectlycute]

:33 < ummmmm my kitty has a collar
:33 < what do you need it fur?