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[Stiles' face shows up on the screen and he's looking maybe just a little worse for wear. There's lines around his eyes and he looks like he hasn't been sleeping well.]

So, the timing on this could be better. I'll be jumping on the wagon to Alfheim tomorrow morning and, um, I need a favor.

[He really should have locked this from his dad, but he hadn't really been on his game when he'd decided to make this.]

Could someone come in and check up on Scott while I'm gone? He went all grey and we can't find his bracelet. I've got him sort of... tied up to his bed, but I need someone to come by and make sure he eats and uh, you know, bathroom stuff.

[Anyone who knew him could see this wasn't an easy thing to ask. Someone was feeling especially guilty at the moment.]

I can't leave him like that, so if no one can do it, I'll just have to, ah, let him go. But with all this going on right now...

I'd just really appreciate a little help. I'll owe someone. Hugely.

[There's a pause, then Stiles looks directly into the screen instead of letting his eyes jump all around it.]

Please.

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Oh dear... I heard that being grey is not very nice... I could come and take care of your friend, Ser. But... I thought when someone was grey they fell asleep...

...

[Were they just kidnapping all the pretty redheads and bringing them here? He'd thank the gods if he didn't want to punch them so much.]

Um, well, they either sleep or just sort of do the zombie shuffle. My buddy's doing the latter. I don't really think he knows about anything while he's like it, so it's not like it's good or bad or anything. For us, maybe, but not for them.

The more people looking after him the better, to be honest. Though, um, how are you around dragons?

[It's actually better for her to be kidnapped here. Wait, no. Lannisters arrived...]

Ohhh, I see... I can bring him some food. But as for... you know... [She blushes terribly, because she wouldn't know what to do about helping him to the toilet.]

Dragons? They do not exist, Ser, they are only a story.

[Okay, so she wasn't cool with seeing a strange guy's junk. He didn't blame her.]

I think my dad can handle that part. Just having someone who'd make sure he ate and didn't hurt himself would be great.

And um, as for the dragons? They do here.

[He turns his bracelet so that it's aimed at Hale, who looks up when he calls his name, then pushes up and flaps his way over.]

Sort of a Christmas gift from my girlfriend. His name's Hale and he'll be here with Scott to, uh, sort of keep watch over him.

[Nope, not at all.]

Yes, I could help with that. [Smiles a bit.]

Truly? Real fire breathing dragons? [She looks at Hale with wonder when he shows on the screen.]

Oh... I... I never thought... Is he dangerous?

Man, I would really appreciate that. And Scott will to when we find a way to get him back.

[Hale peeks at the screen over Stiles' shoulder, where he's perched and has one wing wrapped around the back of his head. There's a quiet little trill, then he looks at Stiles.]

Hale? Hah, no.

[Hale took that moment to belch out a burst of flame that went right through the screen. Stiles face palmed.]

Okay, that doesn't count. He's really a good little guy. He just gets gassy sometimes.

[Which is why his dad had installed fire extinguishers all around the house. Well, mostly for Hale, but Stiles was pretty sure it was partly because of Stiles himself.]

It is no trouble, Ser... I might be new here, but I do understand these are important circumstances. I promise to take care of your friend. Where does he live, Ser?

[She really can't stop looking at him and she squeals a bit when he belches fire.]

He... He won't hurt me, will he?

Stiles, not sir. [He'd misheard and thought she was calling him 'sir'.]

We're in Sigyn district, house one-oh-three.

[He gives Hale a look, the dragon giving him a contrite one back before nuzzling at his cheek.]

Not unless you plan on trying to do anything bad to Scotty.

...

That was a joke. He's a big softie, don't worry. Someone will hopefully be here, but if not, just come in and make yourself at home. I'll let my dad know you'll be coming over before I go.

Oh, I'm sorry, it is simply the custom of my land... Se... Stiles... I am Sansa of House Stark. [She nods her head in greeting.]

Should I meet you there now?

[She blushes and shakes her head.]

Never, especially not if he is ill...

Thank you, I just hope to be of help.

Sansa. House Stark. Gotchya. [He gave her a wink, then realized what a bad idea that was and looked over... there.]

Um, sure. At least that way I can give you a lay of the house and you'll know where Scott's room is. And, you know, you can meet Hale and see what a big jerk he is.

That would be most helpful, Stiles. Hale... He really won´t bite me, right?

Nope. No biting. No flaming. Just, um, don't feed him anything with onions.

[No, really, Sansa. Don't do it.]

No onions... That is fine...

[She smiles a bit.] I will head over to Sigyn and meet you there, Stiles.

[OOC: Depending on your tag status, action or hand wave?]

I'll be right here.

[He gives her a smile and ends the call, waiting for her to show up.]

{ooc: I'm fine with either. Completely up to you =)}

[And she heads right over to Sigyn.]

OOC: We can do action

[And he'll answer the door to the house when she gets there.]

Hey, hi. Sansa. I'm Stiles (duh) and this is the McLinski household. Come on in.

Hello Stiles! [She curtsies in a totally old-fashioned way.] It is nice to meet you in person.

Is McLinski the name of your House? [As in House Stark, of course.]

[He was blank for a moment, then he smirked.]

Hah! It should be. I'm going to get Rach to make up some kind of banner for it.

[It was a good idea and he figured Scott would find it funny.]

It's our last names sort of mooshed together. Me and my dad are Stilinski and he's McCall. McLinski. Get it?

[He stepped aside to let her in, wondering at the curtsy but hey, he'd met all kinds here.]

[She smiles at that.] What is the symbol of the McLinski House?

[Because she thinks he's being serious, until... he mentions the name merging.]

Ohhh, I understand, two different families, but you are all living in the same place.

Yeah, just like that. I mean, Scott and I are practically brothers anyway. We grew up together, so... you know.

[He closes the door and there's a chirp from overhead. Then a scaly face pokes its head around the top of the stairs, another higher-pitched sound leaving it before it vaults off the top of the stairs and flies right for Sansa.]

Whoa, hey, no. Bad dragon.

[Sansa nods and smiles a bit sadly. Here in Asgard she has Robb, but back home... And she misses her other siblings.

But before she has the chance to speak, she sees the small dragon flying towards her and gives a little undignified squeak.]

[Hale's aimed for her shoulder, nose burying in the girl's hair and--

Pulling back with an indignant squawk before jumping over to Stiles' arm that's reaching for him.]

Sorry, sorry. He, uh, I think he thought you were Rachel. Red hair and all.

[He waggled a finger at Hale, then tried not to grin as the dragon followed it with his head before grabbing at it and gnawing lightly at it.]

Uh, yeah. Rachel's my girlfriend and she's the one who drew him to life, so... yeah. Sorry about that. Really, he's not that bad.

[The girl blushes a bit and looks shyly at Hale and then at Stiles.]

Oh... I am sorry I reacted badly... He just wanted to play right? [She feels embarrassed, because she remembers how much it annoyed her when people were afraid of Lady.]

Girlfriend? Does that mean she is someone special to you? [The concept of 'girlfriend' is foreign to her, but she doesn't think Stiles means Rachel is like the brothel girls some men in Westeros like to visit.]

Play and say hi. He has a thing for hiding in hair. Well, those that have hair, which, you know, I don't.

[Not long hair, anyway.]

Hey, jerk, don't be a jerk. Say hi. Nicely this time.

[Hale looked at him, then back at the not-Rachel redhead. He waved a wing at her. (It had taken him four days and three boxes of treats to get him to do that)]

Ah, yeah. She's my... girlfriend? Um, I don't really know what else to call her? Special friend? Girl I'm ga-ga over?

[She giggles a bit.]

He seems playful... Do you think I could touch him?

Ohhh... Are you in love with her?

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LOL Hale, like Derek and Cora. :P

Exactly. =D

For some reason, i kinda ship Stiles/Cora... Go ahead and kill me...

Too many words - switching to PM.

(action ) ;; i got it, the PM

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