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ataraxionlogs2012-08-25 10:30 pm
upheld) wrote in ataraxionlogs2012-08-25 10:30 pm
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i never knew daylight could be so violent
CHARACTERS: Brienne and you!
LOCATION: lots of places, pick one!
WARNINGS: none that I can think of
SUMMARY: the lady knight grows restless in her quarters
NOTES:
[ Night terrors make for a poor night's rest, and the night previous was hardly an exception. Ill at ease in her new quarters, Brienne felt ill out of place aboard the ship. Adjustment would happen surely, but for now she knew few, and trusted less. The bed she slept on was far more comfortable than the cold hard ground that she had grown used to sleeping on, yet she missed it.
But where would she be, if not here?
The ship was confining, no trace of the elements of the outdoors, just cold metal and long halls that led to rooms that she had not entered, things of the like that she had never seen before. There were many others, some from her own home that perhaps felt the same, but she did not know. She kept her communicator close at hand and listened, but remained silent.
This day, she did not don her armor and had not in the last few weeks, but a light tunic and breeches, she kept her swordbelt, however. She ran her hands over the great, glittering pommel as she strapped it on, and kept a small dagger concealed in her sleeve.
With that, she set forward to more fully explore this ship. ]
LOCATION: lots of places, pick one!
WARNINGS: none that I can think of
SUMMARY: the lady knight grows restless in her quarters
NOTES:
[ Night terrors make for a poor night's rest, and the night previous was hardly an exception. Ill at ease in her new quarters, Brienne felt ill out of place aboard the ship. Adjustment would happen surely, but for now she knew few, and trusted less. The bed she slept on was far more comfortable than the cold hard ground that she had grown used to sleeping on, yet she missed it.
But where would she be, if not here?
The ship was confining, no trace of the elements of the outdoors, just cold metal and long halls that led to rooms that she had not entered, things of the like that she had never seen before. There were many others, some from her own home that perhaps felt the same, but she did not know. She kept her communicator close at hand and listened, but remained silent.
This day, she did not don her armor and had not in the last few weeks, but a light tunic and breeches, she kept her swordbelt, however. She ran her hands over the great, glittering pommel as she strapped it on, and kept a small dagger concealed in her sleeve.
With that, she set forward to more fully explore this ship. ]