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asgardeventide2014-02-06 03:07 pm
freewoman) wrote in asgardeventide2014-02-06 03:07 pm
first wildling ❄ ( video )
Oi, [Comes the booming voice of one redhead, trying to understand this thing on her wrist. For a moment she shakes her wrist before looking back down.]
You lot, if y'can see me. [She's just looking down scornfully. Wildlings don't even understand Southern technology and you want to throw this at her.]
I have a few choice words for your gods, but first. Jon Snow, if y'be here, you best reply to me here. Don't think I've forgot about you, just 'cuz I've wound up here. You know nothing. [She has some hope that if these gods could choose her, he'd be here, too. Then the Crows wouldn't matter (not that they did to begin with). But neither would the Wall nor her people.]
You other lot, not bein' Jon Snow, I'd ask the same as I did them girls I talked to. What keeps you from goin' outside the city? Where I'm from we do as we please, the Free Folk. No god cares 'bout what we do as men. Or women. Why fight their war? I fought my own war because some Southern king decided years ago he'd put my people behind some great wall. I decided to be a spearwife to lodge me own spear up every Crow whose crossed into our land's ass. [That didn't exactly happen, but semantics.]
It was my lands though. If y'can't fight for what's yours, maybe you never deserved it. Don't need no named god tellin' me that.
You lot, if y'can see me. [She's just looking down scornfully. Wildlings don't even understand Southern technology and you want to throw this at her.]
I have a few choice words for your gods, but first. Jon Snow, if y'be here, you best reply to me here. Don't think I've forgot about you, just 'cuz I've wound up here. You know nothing. [She has some hope that if these gods could choose her, he'd be here, too. Then the Crows wouldn't matter (not that they did to begin with). But neither would the Wall nor her people.]
You other lot, not bein' Jon Snow, I'd ask the same as I did them girls I talked to. What keeps you from goin' outside the city? Where I'm from we do as we please, the Free Folk. No god cares 'bout what we do as men. Or women. Why fight their war? I fought my own war because some Southern king decided years ago he'd put my people behind some great wall. I decided to be a spearwife to lodge me own spear up every Crow whose crossed into our land's ass. [That didn't exactly happen, but semantics.]
It was my lands though. If y'can't fight for what's yours, maybe you never deserved it. Don't need no named god tellin' me that.
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I can meet you out front, unless you'd prefer me to come to you.
[Which he might do -- if he'd bothered to learn the lay of this land. Sorry, Ygritte. Someone was being a sulky bitch about being stuck in a city when he had shit to do.]
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I can come to you. Give me some time. [Mostly to compose herself.]
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[He turned the screen off after that, mostly because she wasn't the only one that needed to get their shit together. Seeing her again was throwing him for a bit of a loop. His brothers were here, both Robb and Bran, and Sansa. Catelyn was here as well and he'd even run into a Targaryen. Spread out over their world and they were suddenly all shoved into this one city. The gods here had a strange sense of humor.]