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

[starktomboy]

[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!]

Comments

[samantha_grey]

It's really unpredictable. I've seen four Karkats but only the one Draco. Sometimes they remember, sometimes they don't. No rhyme or reason to it at all. Really annoying.

[starktomboy]

[She has no idea who Karakat or Draco are and yet that doesn't matter to her anyway.]

So we'll never know until they suddenly show up then.

[samantha_grey]

Unfortunately, I wish I could say something different but it's basically like that. It's one of the worst parts about this place.

[starktomboy]

I do wish you could meet my lady mother, though. That would be interesting!

[Arya laughs a little, picturing her mother's totally affronted look at knowing her daughter was friends with essentially a demon.]

[samantha_grey]

Maybe she'll come here one of these days and I can show off my tale or something. [Oh, she had a feeling your mom would hate her, especially if she saw some of the old posts.]

[starktomboy]

I want to see her face on that day!! [And Arya follows this statement with a peel of laughter.]

And my father too!!

[samantha_grey]

[She swallowed and then laughed, working to keep it from being too nervous sounding. She didn't want Arya thinking about her very dead father too much.]

God, that'd be a sight. Remind me when it happens, and I'll use some perfume to cut the brimstone.