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[freewoman]

[She won't let the bracelet flip on. There's no one here she really wants to talk to, and she'd rather just pick up her weapons and go out there. He tried so hard for her, and now it hurt too much to think on.]

I know there's a lot goin on out there, war's coming to us. But for those that knew him here and those that knew him back home, Jon Snow's left.

Crows fly home as they do.

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[brokenwolf]

How do you know this? [A pause] How do you know him?

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[freewoman]

[It's a gruff voice that responds. She doesn't feel like using her letters anyhow, she tells herself.]

He's not in his room, and he won't answer. And he'd answer for me.

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[brokenwolf]

And why you? Who are you?

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[barristanthebold]

[He doesn't know how to work the bracelet properly yet so he speaks in to it and hopes for the best]

Jon Snow? Ned Stark's bastard?

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[freewoman]

[She recognizes the voice as the old man who was looking for Dany. She isn't so genial as she was the day they met, but there is a hardness to her voice.]

Aye. His son, King in the North, is here. Some o' his other kids as well, Jon Snow's siblings.

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[barristanthebold]

Do people disappear often?

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Was he your friend?

[freewoman]

[As light as talking about cocks and periods and the Amish are, Ygritte's struggling with her feelings. Jon left her the day he picked his duty as a Crow over her and her people. This isn't that sting, but it's too much of a reminder of what she was telling him. All she has is what's here, and he's gone now.]

He was mine, girl.

[emulation]

[Katie pauses to consider what that means. It's not too hard to arrive to a conclusion.]

It's Katie.

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[bruxisms]

[ It is truly unfortunate that Lord Commander Snow was gone. Still, it was likely for the best, keeping him away from any "temptations". ]

If what you say is true, it is for the best. The boy has a duty to do in Westeros that cannot be abandoned.

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[freewoman]

[The fact he has the gall to reply to this already sets her off. The last person she wants to talk to is Stannis Baratheon.]

I don't need you tellin me what he has to do, your grace. [The title is thrown on there for condescending purposes. Not that it matters too much. Ygritte barely grasps the point of written words, let alone how to navigate through it. She tries though. Mostly out of anger.]

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[bruxisms]

[ He is no fool, and knows that well enough. Still, he can hardly correct her. ]

I think you would do well to remember it. Despite what you and yours believe, there are some duties that cannot be abandoned.

[ Their king-beyond-the-wall learned that well. ]

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[fire_punk]

That's too bad. He was all right.

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[freewoman]

He was more than.

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[comeonthensexy]

Was he important?

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[freewoman]

[The Doctor is one of the few people who get to see her. Her head drops, and she sighs.]

I'm told he becomes even more important back home.

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[exiling]

[ Soldiers get sent home while children remain behind. ]

I am sorry he is gone, Ygritte.

[ A woman like her might have little want or need for sympathy, but Dany offers it anyway. ]

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[freewoman]

[All jokes aside with the other girl, she is surprised for the condolences.]

It's kind of you t'say so. [Unneeded since it was the only obvious way things could have played out. It doesn't make her any less hurt or angry, but she knew deep down all along. Even when Jon so desperately tried to convince her it could be different.]

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[bratking]

Ha, of course he would flee.

[As if Joffrey wouldn't if offered the choice.]

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[freewoman]

He didn't flee. The gods took'im back. [Watch your words.]

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[needsnoheadsman]

[Robb had known, before Ygritte posted. How couldn't he, when he lives--lived--just across from Jon's room? He'd known the second he knocked on Jon's door, known when he frantically searched through the contacts list on his bracelet, known when he didn't see his brother's name.

He'd wondered how to break this news. Now he supposes he doesn't have to.]

He had his own war to fight, on the Wall. Perhaps it needed him more. [He types it with a mix of relief and grief, the latter outweighing the former--as much as he wants his family to be safe, as far away from this war as possible, a part of him just wants them here, wants them safe with him, because he's missed them too much for too long.]

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[freewoman]

[Robb's words are in the least comforting. If anything they poke at something already raw.]

his war with my people is over. you can ask Stannis

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[truegood]

I am sure he will fly back, my lady. He is more a raven than a crow.

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[freewoman]

he was always a crow. even when he were the Crow-come-over.

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[freewoman]

you know, I think you like givin me titles, fancy king