hadriel_logs | Event Log: The Hope of a Child

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the The Hope of a Child event
Where: All over the city!
When: January 23rd-Feb 1st
Warnings: Youths

By now, the gods have probably done enough weird crap to you while you're asleep for you to be a little suspicious- but it's not like you can just not sleep, especially when there are a few supernatural forces making your eyes droopy and your body feel heavy.

And now, when you fall asleep, you'll wake up somewhere else and you'll likely have quite a different temperament- you'll be younger, maybe a little more naive and innocent, and you won't exactly remember all the wild stuff that's happened to your adult self. Maybe now you'll be a little more trusting and emotional, hm? The gods could definitely use a little boost in power, and what better way to do it than to harness the power of overemotional kiddos!

Or maybe you aren't affected at all and find yourself surrounded by youths. What are you going to do when your best friend doesn't know how to cook for themselves? Or your bitter rival is throwing a temper tantrum because they broke their favorite toy? Nobody asked for this kind of responsibility, but think about what would happen if nobody was around to take care of these babies...

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[she'd ran into little Margaery, knocking a doll she'd found at the shops out of her hands. the doll's not very pretty, but it's hers now.

she accepts the doll from the other girl, smiles at her, and curtseys back. the other girl's clothes clearly indicate that she's of high birth and that hair almost looks like Targaryen hair. she's seen pictures of Targaryens in her history books and lessons. but aren't all the Targaryens gone?]

It's all right. It was an accident.

Still, I must watch where I'm going. I apologize. [ She fidgets a bit, seeming a touch anxious. ] I hope I didn't damage your doll.

[ Truthfully, she's a little jealous of it. Dany has no toys of her own, and now that she's... somehow somewhere that isn't Braavos, she's a bit lonely and afraid, too. ]

Apology accepted. [she offers a bright smile] You didn't damage it at all, see? [she offers the doll to Dany to look over.

I'm Margaery of House Tyrell. Who are you?

[there were other dolls at the shop?]

Wonderful. [ She does look it over, smiling brightly upon seeing it unharmed. ]

I-... [ Dany trails off, fretting momentarily. Viserys and Ser Willem would tell her to keep her name a secret, and so she has to scramble, finally coming up with: ] I'm no one, really. But, it's a please to meet you, my lady. You may call me- um, Dany if you wish.

[ Only her brother calls her that, but it's safer than the truth.

She doesn't recognize Margaery's House because she hasn't heard much about it: Viserys rants about the betrayal of the Starks, the Lannisters, and the Baratheons, but few others. ]

Would you like to hold it?

It's very nice to meet you too, Dany. [Margaery bobs a neat curtsey.

well, House Tyrell fought on behalf of the Targaryens. if you can call "laying seige to the buffet table" fighting?]

Oh... just for a moment. [ She gingerly accepts the doll from Margaery's hands, turning it over, smiling happily. ]

Can you tell me more about where we are, Lady Margaery?

They have more dolls sitting out for people to look at. I could show you where they are?

I know this is neither Westeros nor Essos. That's because there are two suns, see? [she points them out] I know that there are a lot of people here. Some of them are young, like us, but some are men and women grown. Nobody I talked to have heard of Westeros before, but they've told me things about where they're from. It's exciting to meet so many people, isn't it?

Yes, I did see... it's a little scary. [ The suns, of course, and not the dolls. ] I... think it would be exciting, but I really must be getting home.

[ Or else she'll be in a lot of trouble. ]

Perhaps we could... quickly see the dolls, and then - might you help me to find my brother?

They're strange. Not at all like home, but still pretty. And bright and hot! [she looks disappointed at Dany saying that she must go home] I don't know how to get home from here. No one I've talked to have told me how to do it.

[Margaery's not afraid of getting in trouble. she can charm her way right out of trouble]

All right, we'll go see the dolls and then look for your brother. The dolls are this way, see? [she reaches out to take Dany's hand and tugs her in the direction of the shops]

What do you mean? Do they not know? [ How could people - adult people - not have the answers? Dany frowns, looking unsure. ] Well... with your help, I imagine we can find our way. [ She curtsies quickly. ] Thank you, Lady Margaery.

[ Such a kind new friend. Surely Viserys will have no objections! ]

Do you remember how to find your way back to the dolls?

They say that something called the Door controls who says and who goes, but nobody can see it or touch it. But that sounds silly. Like magic! [she does her best to look confident] We'll find our way home. Maybe the adults can't leave, but they can't keep us here.

[none at all! House Tyrell did fight on the Targaryen side, after all]

Yes, it's not far. [she takes her hand] This way!

Event Log: The Hope of a Child

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