asgardeventide | Fourth Snowfall ❄ She wasn't any peach [accidental video]

[Arya hasn’t even realized she’s turned her bracelet on, simply playing with turning it from where it hangs about her wrist. She’s lost it once before but has it returned to her after a bit of scolding from her brother at the time. Now it is in it’s rightful place as brother and sister converse. Jon is sitting behind her, carefully trying to braid his sister’s hair which is beginning to get long again after such a length of time in Asgard.]

You know, Sansa would do this all day if I’d let her - braid my hair. I think you might actually be better at it!

[She laughs, tilting her head back a bit to laugh in his face where he can see it.]

[Unaware as well that this is getting broadcasted, Jon frowns lightly as he redoes a braid twice, gaze lowered and focused. Though his burnt hand has regained strength enough for him to wield Longclaw anytime he needs it, it still lost some of the more delicate dexterity. His sister’s words make him smile lightly.]

You would not say such a thing if you could see it from here. Your hair is looking quite close to Ygritte’s by now. [He teases Arya, of course. The braid he’s making is not the most straight one, but there’s no knots in her hair, unlike the spearwife used to have.]

You mean messy, right? I still might cut it all off sometime. It’s long!!

[Long hair automatically equales ‘girly’ in her mind. She wrinkles her nose at him before letting him get back to it. The more she moves around, the more chances of him having to start over again.]

[Jon pauses and tilts his head, moving so he can look at Arya.]

Why? Even the spearwives amongst the Wildlings have long hair. Some of the men did too. And sometimes their beards were even longer than their hair.

[Tormund had a great bushy beard after all.]

Did they braid their beards too? [That’s a funny to picture, in her head. She knows next to nothing about wildlings save for what her brother and Old Nan have told her.]

Oh! [And this was about the time she realized her bracelet had been recording.]

I accidentally turned my bracelet on, now people can see how good you are at doing my hair.

[She’s teasing, really!!]

[Jon shakes his head, nearly rolling his eyes] If they want knots in their hair, perhaps.

[And with that, the feed ends.]

[OOC: Blue is Arya and black is Jon. Both will answer this feed!]

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[ Hey, look, she didn't expect to get all snuggly with Arya's brother. This place is strange. ]

And that's why it's a good thing Jon can help you braid it. When my hair was long, I didn't let a few tangles and some messiness stop me.

[And Arya has met some strange friends since she's been here. None of the ladies she knew personally would ever want to get messy.]

What made you cut it short? Did you just decide to one day?

[Her mother would NOT be pleased if she ever saw it short. Luckily she never did.]

[ At the mention, she reaches up and touches her hair. ]

It wasn't really my choice, actually. Someone did it without really asking me.

[ That's one way to put it, being cursed and having Regina or whoever decide what her hair should be like. ]

Do you not like it that way?

[She's staring intently, now joined by her wolf, after coaxing her to sit with her while Jon braided her hair. Though wolf and girl were two different beings it was as if they had the same stare. It was a simple question, but it had a different one behind it 'how are we different?' because in a way, despite the confusion from before, Arya wouldn't mind getting to know her.]

Well, no, I do like it this way. I liked it long, too. The worlds I lived in with each hair... style as it were, were very different.

So it was your way of adapting?

[She's trying to understand what she's saying, since she can only seem to like her hair one way: messy.]

[ She considers it for a moment before nodding. ] Something like that. The place where I was born sounds a bit like your home. Ladies wear their hair long and are expected to dress in nice clothes. Where I came from though, ladies could dress how they like and do whatever they wanted with their hair.

[ This probably isn't helping the 'keep it long' effort. ]

[It was definitely encouraging her to keep it short!]

So, if I want it to be short, I should be allowed?

[Do you hear that, Jon? Although... his braiding wasn't totally hopless.]

I think... you should listen to your brother. But if you like, I can help. A braid tight enough that it should stay for a few days, and pinned up so it's almost like having your hair short.

I think between you, my brother, and everyone else who's said so, I might keep it longer for a little while. I'll think about it.

[About cutting it that is.]

[ She nods, smiling. ] It's your hair, of course. But if I had an older brother like that, I'd probably, at the very least, give his advice good consideration.

Fourth Snowfall ❄ She wasn't any peach [accidental video]

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