hadriel_logs | Event Log: The Hope of a Child

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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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Well, if that's how you're looking at it...

[ Then who is Rose to judge? She also will refrain from bringing it up to adult Margaery so, y'know. It's fine. ]

That's because she's jealous. Girls only make fun of other girls when they know they aren't as good. Otherwise, real girlfriends will support you. A good lesson to remember.

It is. It will also give me an advantage over other ladies. And over any men who try to go too far. Grandmother says that men have only one thing on their minds.

[her discretion will be most appreciated]

She's jealous? [Margaery had never considered this or anything else that Rose says] You're very wise. Grandmother would like you.

They do. Men are pigs. [ This is emphasized by the blond using her forefinger to push up her noise and oink. She smiles wide once her hand drops though. ] Well, most of 'em. There's a few that aren't so bad.

[ Only a few though, in her experience. ]

Alright, grandma stamp of approval. [ Nevermind that Rose is certainly old enough to be Margaery's great great grandmother. ]

[she giggles at Rose's pig impression and smiles brightly at her] Only a few? I'll have to be on my guard.

[unfortunately, she still ends up in three trainwrecks of marriages.

she nods seriously] Yes, definitely. They call my grandmother the Queen of Thorns because she's so clever and has such a sharp tongue for those who aren't.

[ That's alright, Rose is still woefully attracted to men too. Not as much these days, actually, but... Eh. ]

Queen of Thorns, huh? That's not a bad title. It's probably one I could have someday considering my name's Rose.

[Marg is pretty solidly in the middle of the Kinsey scale. she thinks that men are beautiful and women are beautiful and is capable of loving and desiring both]

It's a wonderful title. All of father's bannermen are afraid of her. And your name is Rose? How lucky!

As they should be, she sounds like a tough lady.

[ The Kinsey Scale, while helpful, isn't a hard definition of one's sexuality. In Rose's experience, she's capable of being attracted to and having feelings for both but- She definitely slide from 'mostly heterosexual' to 'mostly homosexual' over the last couple of years. Her sexuality is a moving target and that's fine. ]

Uh. Is it? I guess I never considered it all that lucky.

She is. She's the very best at politics and planning and she's teaching me everything she knows. I'm to be queen when I'm a woman grown.

[Margaery is definitely strongly attracted to women, but she's never had a chance to actually do anything about it. all two of her sexual partners thus far have been men.

she nods] It's lucky in that if you want to be known as a Queen of Thorns, your name is already Rose.

[ Eugh. Rose immediately feels sympathy for the young girl. Royalty. She doesn't envy her, doesn't wish that life upon anyone. For all the glamour, the blond knows it isn't nearly as lavish as they'd have people believe it is. ]

I don't. I'm not gonna' be queen of anything, trust me.

[she becomes royalty three times and all three times were disasters. Renly was more attracted to her brother than he was to her, Joffrey was a sadistic moron, and Tommen had no spine. and she's eventually murdered by her mother-in-law out of fear of a prophecy]

Grandmother says that it's not for everyone. That you have to be willing to put up with a lot of idiots and outsmart them.

Well, that's not the hard part. I just... couldn't deal with the responsibility, I think? Seems a lot of work for little pay-off.

Really? But the--the pay-off is that everyone must do as you command! You have to be wise, of course, and capable. That's why grandmother is teaching me. But you seem both wise and capable.

I don't want people to do what I say. I'd rather they do their own thing, honestly. Commanding isn't my forte.

[ She says that and yet Rose does like her control.
Only in specific ways though. She's not about to dwell on it, however. ]

I don't know about all that. I've done some pretty stupid stuff in my time.

But how does anything get done with everyone doing their own thing?

[Margaery likes being in control. in all things. it's part of why this place is so hard on adult her, all the uncertainty]

Have you learned from it?

Easily, I think. I never had any problem doing my own thing and it interfering with anyone else.

[ At some point, Rose learned it was just easier to decide what she could have control over. ]

I dunno. Some people might say not. I think so though.

Really? Your world must be very different than mine. What kinds of things do you like to do?

[it a hard lesson, but it's one Margaery will have to learn]

That's the important thing. That you feel that you've learned and grown from your mistakes.

I like to play music, mostly. That's kind of what I did for a long time.

[ As for learning from her mistakes, well... It's hard to say. Sometimes she thinks she has, but other times- She makes the same dumb ones over again. ]

Music! [she claps delightedly] What kind of music do you like to play? You must be very good, to have done it for a long time.

[grown-up Margaery can relate. boy, can she]

[ Ah. Music is a universal, it seems. That makes Rose smile. ]

I'm not that good, but- I like it. I like all kinds of music. Especially the kind you can dance to.

[she smiles wider] So do I! I wish we had music right now so we could dance.

[ Hm. Hmmm. ]

I mean, I got my guitar somewhere around here. I could maybe jam a little, if you wanted to listen to that. Can't promise it'd be anything like what you're used to but it's something.

[enthusiastically] I would love to hear you play the guitar.

[a pause]

What's a guitar?

[ Oh. Oh, jeez. This poor, deprived child. ]

A guitar is... [ The blond trails off as she moves to where she'd let it rest against the trunk of a tree not too far away. ]

This beautiful thing.

[ Bam. One (1) acoustic guitar, on display. It's case is left off to the side. ]

[they have lutes? and the lap harp? but that's about it as far as stringed instruments go.

she watches curiously as Rose goes to retrieve something she's never seen before, but assumes it's the guitar. ooooh]

I've never seen one of those before. It looks like a lute, only prettier.

[she is very curious to know what it sounds like]

[ Exposing people of ye olden times to modern music is something Rose is all about. She doesn't hestiate in strapping the guitar over her shoulder so it hangs down in her front.

She gives it a test strum, single notes sounding in the air before hitting a whole cord. Her head tilts. ]

Huh. One second, it's a little out of tune.

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