[What does she do? Well that's a loaded question, isn't it? And she can't just answer "I kill people" because that's not her entire life either (though it's a strong focus). Arya also has to be wary of how much of herself she gives away, even with those who seem friendly.
Especially with those who seem friendly.]
I'm a fighter.
[It's a blanketed enough statement.]
One who'd like to get back to her country so that I can help settle some things.
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[Well she has no idea what sort of music he's talking about. His response is all but gibberish to her, though it just seems like he means a particular song by a particular singer, or group of singers. Troubadours, maybe.
Still, it's easy to just think of music. That's called getting a tune stuck in one's head, as she's already stated, and it isn't the same as hearing it. Dancing to that sort of imagined music is what makes you look as crazy as the dancers out on the floor now.
The only song that comes to her head right off the bat is the one the Lannister soldiers had been singing when she met them on the road. All the songs she'd heard in Winterfell as a child mixed together in her mind now, but that memory was still recent.
The moment the tune comes to her, it's as if someone flipped a switch somewhere and suddenly the folksy ballad is in her ears as though the singers were standing right beside her. It's startling, and rather than sitting back and enjoying it she stands up and draws her dagger from its sheath, looking around for the singers.]
Yet they didn't hesitate to put themselves in charge of us regardless.
[That's what a god does, she supposes. Gods that sit around and watch seem the more common theme in her world, or at least that's how it felt when she was growing up until she met the Faceless Men. At least these are more proactive. Though she's not sure how grateful she should be for that.
She follows the boy to the door, her arms tired from their burden. She's seen much smaller as far as houses go. A roof over one's head is a privilege for some.]
Sweet. I've worked with plenty of fighter, knight-y types in the past. I usually end up being more of a support class, though. I'd like to think I'm better at getting them to be at their best.
[Admittedly, when the girl said fighter, she was thinking back to classes in that dumb game she'd been stuck in, but it got the point across. Certainly she wasn't going to judge at all.]
I know all about settling debts, but I had to leave that to other folks, so I'm pretty good here. Here's hoping you get back soon, or at least have fun while you're here, right?
[see, he's not crazy at all, arya! nor has he had too much to drink, it seems? considering it works, even if the girl immediately gets to her feet and takes out— holy fucking shit, a knife? how many of those is he going to see in one night?]
Woah, hey, hey— [klaus sets his cup aside, moves to get to his own feet and holds both hands out, tattooed palms facing arya with his fingers spread, total passiveness.] I'm gonna need you to take it down a notch, Joan of Arc. What's with the knife?
[he's giving arya a wide berth here, hasn't moved back or closer, which is probably for the best in case she decides to swipe at him.] Whatever you're looking for, I highly doubt you're going to find it.
[To that, Arya just gives a slight smile. The only stories her family had shared recently were of what had happened while they were separated. A reunion it had been, but they weren't ones to dwell on their ancestors like their father had been. Maybe one day they'd have time for such things again. Arya hadn't planned on being around for them.]
Just you, is it? That sounds unfortunate.
[And lonely, but she'd gotten used to traveling alone herself. She thinks of asking him about potential children, but that could end up being a very tactless question. It's also territory she doesn't care to get into herself.]
Not this one. And not yours. [She smiles a little at that.] Obviously.
[Arya doesn't have a name for her world. They simply called it "the world", which doesn't really work in this situation. There are three known countries that she's aware of and perhaps others she's not. But those names likely wouldn't mean anything to this young man.
She doesn't need to go running her mouth off about the place she came from when she's already worried she's told people more than she should have. Not that she thinks here brothers will exercise as much discretion.]
[He's absolutely found a kindred judgmental spirit - she's just being better about acting out on it. Those people look like idiots, but pointing that out isn't her business. Let them dance to their imaginary music if they want to. Getting involved would just end up being a waste of her time.]
I would never look that foolish to begin with.
[Or at least she'd like to think she wouldn't. A Stark has more dignity than that. Though to be fair, if one of her brothers asked her to go dance with them even without music she'd be hard pressed to say no.]
And if I did, I wouldn't listen to just anyone who told me to stop. Would you?
[She could pretend she doesn't get what he means, say something like she'd been behind him the whole time, but playing games doesn't help either of them. Unfortunately she still doesn't have much to answer with. Her world isn't at a state of understanding where people have realized there might be other planets out there with life on them - at least most people haven't. So it has no specific name, and is simply called "the world" by its inhabitants.]
[Support class? Once more with the terms Arya is unfamiliar with. Rather than ask too many questions, she's going to have to keep attributing it to world and cultural differences. This girl is a troll. She may never know half of what she's talking about.
As far as her vengeance goes, leaving it to other people is an unreliable answer. She wasn't even sure certain members of her family were alive before she'd gotten back to Winterfell. It will be difficult to "have fun" here when she still has so many things to get back to.]
I'd rather the former than the latter. ...But I appreciate the encouragement.
Think nothing of it. Either way, I intend to have my fair share of fun while I'm here. [She nodded vigorously. Terezi was, after all, pretty much always capable of having fun regardless of the situation.]
So, what do you prefer to use as your str.... weapon of choice? I'm a staff n spear kinda girl. Good for walking, good for bashing, good for poking too.
[She almost said strife specibus, but she'd at least picked up that that technical of talk was definitely not something people around here knew all that well.]
[The singing continues, though it fades slightly as she focuses on Klaus's voice over it. Arya stares at him a moment, seeing quite clearly that no one else has appeared around them - especially no one in red and gold armor.
She doesn't lower the knife, but she isn't directly threatening him with it. That will come only if he proves uncooperative.]
What's causing it?
[Unfortunately he's the one who seems to have some idea of what's happening - at least more of an idea than her. He's not causing it, she knows, and it might be unfair to treat him this way given that she hadn't believed him in the first place, but it's highly disconcerting.]
[It's especially good for someone fighting blind, as both of them would know from experience.]
I'm most used to a sword - a light one. [And she has some skill with a dagger, though she hasn't been using it as long. Her sword is also more like a rapier, though not of the kind one might see in some fancy fencing duel. There's a certain amount of fluid movement involved in its use all the same.]
It's fortunate that my weapons came along with me.
[If there had been one word different in that question she would have been immediately suspicious, but as it is she doesn't let herself become that paranoid.]
[ he does have a daughter, but that's a Subject that tony is not quite ready to delve into, just yet. family is a difficult thing, and losing it is even worse. but all the same: ]
I'm an only child, but I found family. Eventually. Took some time, but they're there. In bits and pieces.
[ found families are still families, after all. ]
Looks like you've got your own family, wandering around here. So you're already a step ahead of me.
[Staffkind were damned useful both as a tool for the blind, and for helping to sweep and attack even if one couldn't see. They were one of the better choices, at least as far as Terezi was concerned.]
Ah, swordkinds? Yeah, I know a guy who uses them too, but he like the big broadsword types. Two handers mostly. The light one are good too. Just a different style. Lucky you. Mine wasn't with me, but I'll cope easily enough.
[damn good thing klaus's going to be as accommodating as possible, then. how unfortunate that he can't quite explain the music playing or how it gets into their heads.]
I... can't say how it's in your head? Only because I don't know, either.
[he tried explaining it to arya earlier and look where it got them! now, she's freaking out, brandishing a knife, acting like someone's going to come up on them in an attack position. so long as he keeps his cool, he's feeling he won't get stabbed but it's a risk he's still hesitant to take.] You're the one causing it, though. Thinking about whatever you're listening to. Try imagining something else?
Terezi on the June Intro
[What does she do? Well that's a loaded question, isn't it? And she can't just answer "I kill people" because that's not her entire life either (though it's a strong focus). Arya also has to be wary of how much of herself she gives away, even with those who seem friendly.
Especially with those who seem friendly.]
I'm a fighter.
[It's a blanketed enough statement.]
One who'd like to get back to her country so that I can help settle some things.
Klaus on the June Intro
[Well she has no idea what sort of music he's talking about. His response is all but gibberish to her, though it just seems like he means a particular song by a particular singer, or group of singers. Troubadours, maybe.
Still, it's easy to just think of music. That's called getting a tune stuck in one's head, as she's already stated, and it isn't the same as hearing it. Dancing to that sort of imagined music is what makes you look as crazy as the dancers out on the floor now.
The only song that comes to her head right off the bat is the one the Lannister soldiers had been singing when she met them on the road. All the songs she'd heard in Winterfell as a child mixed together in her mind now, but that memory was still recent.
The moment the tune comes to her, it's as if someone flipped a switch somewhere and suddenly the folksy ballad is in her ears as though the singers were standing right beside her. It's startling, and rather than sitting back and enjoying it she stands up and draws her dagger from its sheath, looking around for the singers.]
Ventus on the June Intro
Yet they didn't hesitate to put themselves in charge of us regardless.
[That's what a god does, she supposes. Gods that sit around and watch seem the more common theme in her world, or at least that's how it felt when she was growing up until she met the Faceless Men. At least these are more proactive. Though she's not sure how grateful she should be for that.
She follows the boy to the door, her arms tired from their burden. She's seen much smaller as far as houses go. A roof over one's head is a privilege for some.]
You only think?
Claire on the June Intro
Good. Greetings taken care of, then.
[Awkward as they'd been.]
I hope you're... enjoying yourself.
[And things aren't getting any less awkward, seeing as she doesn't know where to go from here.]
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[Admittedly, when the girl said fighter, she was thinking back to classes in that dumb game she'd been stuck in, but it got the point across. Certainly she wasn't going to judge at all.]
I know all about settling debts, but I had to leave that to other folks, so I'm pretty good here. Here's hoping you get back soon, or at least have fun while you're here, right?
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Woah, hey, hey— [klaus sets his cup aside, moves to get to his own feet and holds both hands out, tattooed palms facing arya with his fingers spread, total passiveness.] I'm gonna need you to take it down a notch, Joan of Arc. What's with the knife?
[he's giving arya a wide berth here, hasn't moved back or closer, which is probably for the best in case she decides to swipe at him.] Whatever you're looking for, I highly doubt you're going to find it.
Tony Stark on the June Intro
[To that, Arya just gives a slight smile. The only stories her family had shared recently were of what had happened while they were separated. A reunion it had been, but they weren't ones to dwell on their ancestors like their father had been. Maybe one day they'd have time for such things again. Arya hadn't planned on being around for them.]
Just you, is it? That sounds unfortunate.
[And lonely, but she'd gotten used to traveling alone herself. She thinks of asking him about potential children, but that could end up being a very tactless question. It's also territory she doesn't care to get into herself.]
Ivar on the June Intro
Not this one. And not yours. [She smiles a little at that.] Obviously.
[Arya doesn't have a name for her world. They simply called it "the world", which doesn't really work in this situation. There are three known countries that she's aware of and perhaps others she's not. But those names likely wouldn't mean anything to this young man.
She doesn't need to go running her mouth off about the place she came from when she's already worried she's told people more than she should have. Not that she thinks here brothers will exercise as much discretion.]
Emil on the June Intro Log
[He's absolutely found a kindred judgmental spirit - she's just being better about acting out on it. Those people look like idiots, but pointing that out isn't her business. Let them dance to their imaginary music if they want to. Getting involved would just end up being a waste of her time.]
I would never look that foolish to begin with.
[Or at least she'd like to think she wouldn't. A Stark has more dignity than that. Though to be fair, if one of her brothers asked her to go dance with them even without music she'd be hard pressed to say no.]
And if I did, I wouldn't listen to just anyone who told me to stop. Would you?
Lalli on the June Intro Log
[She could pretend she doesn't get what he means, say something like she'd been behind him the whole time, but playing games doesn't help either of them. Unfortunately she still doesn't have much to answer with. Her world isn't at a state of understanding where people have realized there might be other planets out there with life on them - at least most people haven't. So it has no specific name, and is simply called "the world" by its inhabitants.]
A world far away and less advanced than this one.
[It's really the best she can give.]
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As far as her vengeance goes, leaving it to other people is an unreliable answer. She wasn't even sure certain members of her family were alive before she'd gotten back to Winterfell. It will be difficult to "have fun" here when she still has so many things to get back to.]
I'd rather the former than the latter. ...But I appreciate the encouragement.
[As much as it is.]
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So, what do you prefer to use as your str.... weapon of choice? I'm a staff n spear kinda girl. Good for walking, good for bashing, good for poking too.
[She almost said strife specibus, but she'd at least picked up that that technical of talk was definitely not something people around here knew all that well.]
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She doesn't lower the knife, but she isn't directly threatening him with it. That will come only if he proves uncooperative.]
What's causing it?
[Unfortunately he's the one who seems to have some idea of what's happening - at least more of an idea than her. He's not causing it, she knows, and it might be unfair to treat him this way given that she hadn't believed him in the first place, but it's highly disconcerting.]
How does it get in your head?
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And does the girl from nowhere have a name?
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[It's especially good for someone fighting blind, as both of them would know from experience.]
I'm most used to a sword - a light one. [And she has some skill with a dagger, though she hasn't been using it as long. Her sword is also more like a rapier, though not of the kind one might see in some fancy fencing duel. There's a certain amount of fluid movement involved in its use all the same.]
It's fortunate that my weapons came along with me.
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[If there had been one word different in that question she would have been immediately suspicious, but as it is she doesn't let herself become that paranoid.]
Arya Stark. And you?
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[ he does have a daughter, but that's a Subject that tony is not quite ready to delve into, just yet. family is a difficult thing, and losing it is even worse. but all the same: ]
I'm an only child, but I found family. Eventually. Took some time, but they're there. In bits and pieces.
[ found families are still families, after all. ]
Looks like you've got your own family, wandering around here. So you're already a step ahead of me.
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Ah, swordkinds? Yeah, I know a guy who uses them too, but he like the big broadsword types. Two handers mostly. The light one are good too. Just a different style. Lucky you. Mine wasn't with me, but I'll cope easily enough.
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[Friends if he had any left and to his enemies.]
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Not often standing about to chat, are you?
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I... can't say how it's in your head? Only because I don't know, either.
[he tried explaining it to arya earlier and look where it got them! now, she's freaking out, brandishing a knife, acting like someone's going to come up on them in an attack position. so long as he keeps his cool, he's feeling he won't get stabbed but it's a risk he's still hesitant to take.] You're the one causing it, though. Thinking about whatever you're listening to. Try imagining something else?