paradisabeyond | Terre Haute Expedition: Paradisa Town

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Terre Haute Expedition: Paradisa Town

[After a long few days of traveling, the expedition team has reached past it's halfway point! And as such, they decide to make rest at a place that had once been the target of a previous expedition:]

Paradisa Town
Note: Talking Animal People and Actually Happy Once-ler Not Included

[A small cutesy village that once served as a world change location, it has now been abandoned of all it's previous residents. Though it's condition hardly looks like a place that hasn't been lived in for years- instead it has the condition that everyone just stepped out for awhile. There are more than enough small houses to fit everyone, so it's a nice break from sleeping on the ground (for some anyway). It's also a good place to stock up if you're one of those explorers that forgot things such as food and spare clothing. That is, if you don't mind peaches and fish and really gaudy clothing.]

[Relax, Explore, Pig out on Peaches - the evening is yours to do as you please.]

[OOC: THE SHEEP | THE TOWN | THE HOUSES | NATURE | Add your own section!]

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[ Sorry Anne, there is no nice lady coming to help. Only one certain direwolf diving head first into the river.

Welp!

And his master is right behind. Voice clinging to the edge of the wind. ]

[ Fortunately she already got a lovely lady to help her! Well, a totally naked and kind of tactless lady, but she was nice.

Although now Anne thinks maybe she should have stuck around more after the interrogation instead of trying to seek full privacy. Because now she's at her most vulnerable and a giant leaping and splashing towards her. It's getting dark, and she doesn't know them well enough to tell them apart yet. Scary direwolves are scary, especially when UNLEASHED (figuratively). She can't even see or hear Robb beyond him for all the splashing.

At least this time she doesn't scream, for poor Spike's peace of mind, wherever he's probably trying to relax. Instead she just freezes like a statue for a moment, then drops down into the water when the wolf comes near, arms over her head and breath held solid. Oh please God don't let her die out here. ]

[ The wolf, for the most part, is unaware of her distress. He is enjoying the water far too much. Acting more like a pup than a grown wolf. ]

Grey Wind! [ It is a tired frustrated noise that leaves him as Robb comes through the bushes to catch up to his wayward wolf. Unlike the wolf Robb notices Anne straight away, his expression going from exasperated to concerned. He calls for the wolf again, an urgency in his voice that makes the wolf obey and return to shore. ]

My lady? [ By the old gods. ] Are you alright?

[ At the now familiar voice, Anne tentatively looks up through her dripping hair, letting out a puff of air from shaky lips when she realizes it's Robb's wolf, and it's master is right there. Thank God. Even at this distance, in the eve, maybe the relief is visible in her posture as she relaxes considerable. Her arms drop from above her head and she slowly stands, pushing her hair out of her face so that she might see better. Despite herself, she lets out an abrupt laugh, shaken by nerves, recovering too recently from shock to fully realize the situation just yet. All she's currently computing is that she wasn't mauled to death by a bear. ]

King Robb! By God's grace, I had feared the worst.

[ Grey Wind shakes himself of water once upon land, showering Robb with droplets of water. He gives the wolf a scowl before edging closer to the water's edge. ]

There is nothing to fear, only a manner-less wolf.

[ Who doesn't understand what was so wrong with what he has done. What is wrong with going for a swim? Nothing, nothing at all. Or so Grey Wind thinks. ]

[ Hey talk about mannerless, she's practically naked! Which she seems to recall more properly as he talks, and both arms immediately cross over her breasts as she ducks down again into the water. Though Anne is hardly ashamed of her own body, manners are manners, and the wet shift doesn't actually conceal much.

But even then, the shock seems to have faded enough for her to tease, because this could have been so much worse. ]

And a bold king!

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Ah─ [ Robb stops, realization dawning on him in one fell swoop. She may as well be naked, the shift does little to hide anything. He turns so suddenly he almost loses his balance, thankfully reclaiming his balance before tumbling into the water. Gods be good, he- he had no idea. His concern for her well being overshadowed her state of dress. ]

Forgive me, my lady, I did not- I saw nothing.

[ Wow, this is awkward. ]

You saw nothing.

[ Her voice is deadpan, and she looks to the wet wolf beside him in some amusement before glancing to the flustered young king's back. It's good that he reacted as a gentleman should, but she can't let him off that easily. ]

Could you swear that?

[ She inches back a bit, further into the river where it's deeper, calling out, ]

Would you swear it on your seven gods, Robb Stark, that you saw nothing?

I keep the old gods of the North, my lady, but I swear would swear on both the old gods and the new.

[ He does not dare turn back around, while Grey Wind simply watches her in the water. Almost disappointed he as called out from it. His master runs a hand down his face, taking a step away from the river. He has no clue to where she is, if she is coming out of the river or going further in and frankly he is quite fine with not knowing. ]

Then I must have faith in them and mine own God that you tell the truth, and relieve you of any duty regarding my person.

[ She is staying right here for now, though not far out enough so that she'd have to swim. That would be far too strenuous on her arm, and she was not done! Although she dropped her soap in the scare and that is long gone. It's a good thing she had her oils left on the shore with her dress.

Wow these Starks are all over the map, aren't they? He doesn't keep the same gods as his mother, that's so rude! She's heard more about the new gods, a lot less about the old. ]

If it is a cleanse you and your wolf wish for, I would not be the one to stop your Majesty. It grows dark still, not that it would matter for there are no eyes in the backs of our heads.

[ Northerners are odd like that, besides they are his father's gods and he would be more than happy to explain that to her if she but asked.

Either way his mind is else where at the moment. He does not want to appear as if only a boy, it is simply- he is a man wed and there is no honor in staring at the naked body of another woman. ]

I do not believe cleansing is what my wolf had in mind, I believe he was simply seeking the coolness of the river's water.

[ She's not really that eager to share a river with a giant wolf, but after making such an offer, she can't back down now. Besides, it does seem very well trained, and hasn't showed her any animosity yet. ]

He is welcome.

[ The wolf looks up at him almost expectantly but Robb shakes his had. ]

That is kind but not necessary, he is wet enough as is. [ Guess who the wolf will be sleeping on tonight? Yeah, Robb. ]

[ If he was not a king, she would tease him more, but his status alone demands a level of respect she feels obligated to pay even here. It would have been the same with King Arthur, really. If anything she has somewhat missed having been able to speak with someone of the same status (higher if only because she is merely a woman and queen), now that she knows he doesn't wish to pose her any threat, politically or...well...

She eyes the wolf, then sighs and relaxes again. ]

You would leave me here, then, now that you have collected your stray charge?

Not in good conscious, my lady. [ The direwolf stands, shaking his coat dry and spraying Robb again before moving further up the bank. Disappearing into the green growth. To hunt, Robb thinks, he will go hunt. ]

To leave you here without proper guard would weigh heavy on me.

[ She has to laugh at that, though it's a little dry. ]

But I was here without guard before you arrived. Such is the burden of living in rampant anarchy; no proper retinue of any sort. And I could not ask that responsibility of a king, from my realm or no, who surely has more important matters to tend to in this venture.

You need not ask for I am offering, my lady. Besides as you said it is growing dark and even the river can become fraught with dangers for a lady with a wounded arm.

[ He saw the bandage, but certainly that does not count does it? ]

[ Her smile almost pinches with barely shielded amusement, though the distance and the dark would hide it even if he did turn around, which he seems determined not to do. Good man.

If asked, Anne would indeed dismiss it as nothing, even if it's hardly such. She can't exactly chide him for it, then. ]

Then if you do not mind my advice, your Majesty, you ought to at least take a seat and rest your weary muscles, though I promise to be as swift as lightning.

[ He nods, a both relieved and pleases smile breaking forth upon his face - though she cannot see it. But perhaps she can see his shoulders droop with relaxing, if only a little.

Ever as much of a warrior as he is a king. ]

Your advice is much welcome, my lady. [ With his back still turned to her, he find himself a spot to sit with his hand resting comfortably on top the hilt of his sword. ]

[ Anne has to wonder where that wolf went off to, a touch nervous as she glances over her shoulder and this way and that before moving a bit closer to shore. ]

The river has seen fit to take away my soap in your wolf's play. There are oils among my clothing... I must fetch them, and apologize most profoundly for forcing your eyes shut once more.

You needn't apologize, my lady, it was my wolf who caused the trouble. I apologize in his stead.

[ Robb's eyes close basically instantly, his body tensing considerably in response. He has not let his guard down since joining the group, he has no plans on it now. ]

My eyes are shut.

[ She checks to see if he's telling the truth once she makes it to the shore, and lo! What a proper young man, she thinks it's so nice that there's other royalty around to relate to, and with genuine manners! Such a shame that it had to be muddled by this embarrassing fiasco, but it could have been worse.

Once she's back in the water, she speaks up as she rubs the oils into her hair. ]

You are quite forgiven, Majesty. I am just grateful your wolf does not see me as a tasty snack.

[ He seems to relax once his ears hear her re-enter the water. His father taught him to be honorable and just, all that including manners. ]

You needn't worry of that, Grey Wind does not eat people. [ Sort of? He hasn't hunt people, he is just very good at killing them- but that doesn't sound any better. ]

What of Nymeria? Has Princess Arya trained her so well?

Once she had. [ He remembers it well. ] But something happened while my father and sisters traveled to King's Landing. Nymeria was chased away, the bond between them still remains but the direwolf has grown wild in Arya's absence.

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