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( Maria's at the Citadel, for anyone that's familiar enough with it to recognise the location. For anyone that isn't she's hoping to push you a little into getting familiar with it )

We don't know when this will happen, that's obvious enough. We all have our groups and ours jobs, but what when the war really hits? Most of the training has been more focused to combat and those wishing to fight.

I want to focus on defense. Not everyone is going to fight - you made that choice with your group. Everyone should be able to defend themselves. To feel safer. Would you rather be able to help yourself, or wait until it could be too late for someone to help you.

( Just going for the worst case scenario here, not the expected. But if you expect the worst hopefully you can get something better. Or be shocked a little into going with her suggestion )

There are a lot of options, included weapons training and unarmed. I teach hand-to-hand combat at the Citadel and self-defense at the school. I'd rather see someone try, and take a chance at helping than not make it through because they couldn't. Think about it.

( Are you going to be able to count on the gods to revive you when it comes down to the end? )

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We need to get together. Knowing each other and our abilities will help us start putting together a strategy. The better we can work together now gives us a better chance when we need to work together. We have to be able to rely on each other.

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Robb Stark. [No, he has no idea who else has the same last name as he does.] I'll meet you at the Citadel then, Lady Maria.

( Doot... doot... doot... no he's too polite to be related to Tony Stark.

But doot doot doot all the same )

It'll be good to see what we can do.

[There's a nod, then he reaches out to shut off the video feed. Just before he can, though, there's a sound like a wolf waking up from a fitful sleep, and Robb turns in his seat, letting Maria see the grey wolf currently in the midst of waking up.

He turns back to the screen.]

I'll bring Grey Wind along, if you don't mind. [Grey Wind being the wolf, and he's so very casual about it.] He'll not harm you, you have my word on that--though you may want to keep clear of him, to be safe. [Though Robb'll end up buying him some meat just to keep him occupied.]

He's yours?

( Maria watches the wolf on the feed for a moment. She has no issue with him being there, though that warning does give her pause as a 'just in case' )

I have no issue. What should I know about him?

( He may not harm her but what specifically is the reason why she should stay away, or what may he do? )

Aye. He's usually much bigger than this, the magic here shrank him down.

[A shrug.]

He bit off one of my bannermen's fingers once whilst that man was waving live steel in front of me. [He doesn't really sound all that mad about it, just a little exasperated, like anyone would if their dog pooped on the carpet.] He lived. [And the Greatjon is--was--one of his stauncher allies.]

He won't harm you so long as he knows you don't mean me or mine any harm, though, I can give you that. [A pause, then, quietly, with the tone of someone who is coming a little too close to a recent grief:] He does have a sister, though.

Then I'll make sure that he knows that before we spar.

( How else would he know how to measure her? There won't be any steel waving, though. How did you convince a wolf that you weren't going to cause harm... )

Is she coming?

He'll know, he's more intelligent than you might think.

[And really fierce, but Robb's already told her that much.]

No, at this time she'd have gone hunting. [Hopefully. Grey Wind, Robb knows well enough, but Nymeria is--was Arya's wolf, wild and willful. He has his doubts he can keep her and Grey Wind back when he has to.] But I thought you needed to know, just in case she does come along.

I appreciate the warning. How would she react, just in case?

I told you about Grey Wind biting off a lord's fingers. Perhaps it would be something close to that. [He's guessing here, going off of experience with Grey Wind. So far it hasn't let him down too badly.]

I'd like to keep my fingers. If there's anything specific I'd need to do to convince them I'll make certain to.

You'll only need to convince Grey Wind, and he's surprisingly easy to sway with meat. [They all are.]

Any preference?

A haunch of mutton should do the trick. Barring that, bacon works just as well. [He should know, considering that they hung around Will Graham regularly.]

I'll see what I can bring. Thanks for the heads up.

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