third wildling ❄ ( text )

[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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[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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[freewoman]

If you check your trinket often enough. But he was the first that mattered t'me.

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[barristanthebold]

I am sorry then, for your loss. You cared for a Night's Watchman? [It was clear to him now that she was a wildling from her speech and calling the boy a 'crow']

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[freewoman]

He was mine, whatever your lot wants t'call him. [Whatver he was, turncloak or not. She's had words with Stannis about it.]

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[barristanthebold]

He broke his vows for you. [A simple statement of fact rather than a question. He was not sure what to make of a Stark by-blow abandoning his vows and what would be perceived to be his honour. He had thought the father a generally honourable man, except for when it had come to Ashara Dayne. How many men fell for a pretty face and forgot their honour for a night, though?

Was Snow the same as his father?]

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[freewoman]

He was a turncloak when he did. I vouched for him. And you've no right to judge him so. He's not here to answer for it. [She can feel her oils rising. It's one of the last things they fought about, what his lot thought.]

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[barristanthebold]

There are worse things than breaking your vows on occasion. [Like accepting a pardon from a Usurper.]

I do not know the details.

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[freewoman]

No. You don't. It's all he cared about, wantin' t'be a good man. And no one let him be here.

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[barristanthebold]

Sometimes others cannot see or understand what is the right path.

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[freewoman]

I didn't care he was a Crow here. I just wanted him. [And now she's lost him again.]

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[barristanthebold]

You may find him again, girl.

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[freewoman]

Only if he comes back.

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[barristanthebold]

If this realm and these 'gods' can bring the dead here then there is the chance he will. [What an old softie he was turning out to be. He just did not like to see young women in pain. He had failed too many of them. Ashara. Rhaella. Elia. Rhaenys...]

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[freewoman]

[They've already brought her, and both her and Jon knew it. She's quiet for a moment, not wanting to hope for hope's sake, but the heart also wants what the heart wants.]

He wanted t'take me back with'im.

[emulation]

[oh]

Was he your friend?

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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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[fire_punk]

That's too bad. He was all right.

[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.

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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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[freewoman]

He was more than.

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[fire_punk]

[He shrugs.]

I only talked to him once.