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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 21, 2015 21:33:07 GMT -5
"Robyn's next?" She repeated, raising her eyebrow, "your architect has a sense of humour,"
She looked at shadow, "he's not a dog, he's a wolf, and he needs to stay with me, so we can bind, why don't you want him here?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 21, 2015 21:37:53 GMT -5
The restored keep. Lord and Lady Stark dwell here.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 21, 2015 21:40:21 GMT -5
"It was a joke; I didn't name it," he said. "It's just...we'll be...you know..and the wolf will...like...watch?" he shrugs. "But the lady gets what she wants. Anything," he emphasized.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 22, 2015 2:02:23 GMT -5
"If you don't want him up here," Robyn said, with a bit of a smile, "but it's nothing he hasn't seen before," she reminded.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 22, 2015 6:01:56 GMT -5
Kalvin looked over the furniture in the room. "Oh, there will be some things he hasn't seen yet," he winked. "How about he stays on the floor beneath us? We'll make him his own little room. Then a much larger one, one day." He walks out to the balcony and looks over the frozen castle. Winterfell's hot spring pipes still work, thankfully. "So much to do, but at least now it's...something good."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 22, 2015 8:13:23 GMT -5
Robyn didn't look happy for a moment, but conceded, "if you're ever not here, he's coming up though" Robyn allowed, and joined him on the balcony, looking out again over the land, "winterfell has seen so much over the years, rebuilding will be cathartic, it can be a new start,"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 22, 2015 11:20:03 GMT -5
"Exactly," he said. "A whole different beginning." The cold air blows over them, snow and ice, and Robyn is glad the walls are thick and the blankets are warm. "Sooner or later I have a feeling we will be called on again," he admitted. "Frances Dayne hasn't forgotten us, but the south can deal with its own issues far as I'm concerned. I've fought enough for now. The last of the bandits plaguing the roads and villages are all I have left."
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 22, 2015 11:48:58 GMT -5
"Never would I thought I'd hear Kalvin Stark say he's had enough of fighting, You must be ill" she joked but kissed him, "Fighting it always going to come round again, but right now, let's just enjoy being married, and now having to worry about one another dying for a while"
She did tap his arm though, "We have, I'll do my share of dispatching bandits too. You have a whole region to govern now."
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 22, 2015 12:26:12 GMT -5
"I should just send you," he mused. "Let them know even Lord Kalvin's absence is no cause for lawlessness. I'm tall enough to cut off their heads. They'd rather lose that than what you can slice off," he jested.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 22, 2015 12:40:47 GMT -5
"Here we are having a nice converation, and you need to go and make it lewd," RObyn chastised, rolling her eyes and stepping closer to the balcony rail, looking down. "It will kill them just the same though, one is just slower,"
"Whichever of us goes, what Bandit stands a chance?"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 22, 2015 14:23:58 GMT -5
"None of them," he said. "None at all." He looked down too at the thick snow blanket on the ground. "It was hardly lewd. You're just not very tall. Doesn't make you less dangerous," he winked.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 22, 2015 14:48:27 GMT -5
"Imagine falling from this height?" She said, looking all the way down and leaning to look over the edge. She looked back at kalvin and smiled. "Come on its freezing, let me settle shadow downstairs, then why don't we get on with breaking in the bed,"
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 22, 2015 14:49:49 GMT -5
"I'm not falling, at least it is high enough to make sure you won't survive," he noted. "We have plenty more furniture than a bed," he agreed.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Sept 22, 2015 15:01:51 GMT -5
"We'd best get started then..." She said, smirking up at him and pulling him down fir a kiss.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Sept 22, 2015 15:25:33 GMT -5
Shenanigans ensue.
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