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theianlogs2017-09-08 07:53 pm
dorzalta) wrote in theianlogs2017-09-08 07:53 pm
[open] When I was a child I'd sit for hours staring into open flames...
Who: Daenerys Targaryen and YOU!
When: Shortly after her arrival.
Where: Library, Main Street, and house 1016.
What: Brooding queen, house mingle, and more!
Warnings: None aside from an annoyed dragon queen who might throw around some threats of violence??
Suffice it to say, Dany is none too pleased to discover the walls which surround her are not those of a Targaryen ship, but that of... well, she's not entirely sure. It's a small space, bloodied. There are two eggs in her arms: one black with tints of red in its scales, one a deep green. She stares down at these and her eyes and nose burn.
There should be three.
I. Main Street
The threat of blood is not one which frightens her. Though it is clear she is without her armies, knights, and council--that she is without her dragons--she is no stranger to relying on herself. Had she not survived the slaughter of her first khalasar? The attacks of the Sons of the Harpy? An abduction by the Dothraki?
Upon her arrival to the building which someone claims to be that of her home, Dany takes one look at the strange trinkets within--and promptly turns and walks back out. She can be found settled on a patch of grass outside, by this strange and hardened road named 'Main Street,' the two eggs set carefully in front of her. She wears black, with a dragon brooch upon her right shoulder.
Should you approach as she kneels in front of her eggs, she will frown at you. But if you come later, you may catch her in the process of building a pile of dried debris. Or maybe it's while she lovingly places the eggs atop this pile of dried wood. Or, you might catch her... setting the eggs afire? Rolling her sleeve up and placing her hand within the flames to touch an egg? Take your pick.
II. Library
This space is one which houses far more books than Dany imagined possible. There's a look of wonder, manifested in the slight widening of her eyes, the parting of her lips. Her footsteps echo within the large, brightly lit space, fingers trailing along a shelf, skimming the spines of book after book.
"I've never seen so many in one place before," she murmurs by way of explanation, if you catch her ogling.
III. Open to housemates in 1016
Alas, her exploration of the library and her attempts at hatching her eggs fail. As night crawls closer and strange noises make themselves known, Dany retreats to this supposed bedroom of hers. When she is within her room, her door is closed. A simple knock would draw her away from her eggs.
Eventually, she does wander into the common space, if only to stare with furrowed brows at the metal objects. "What is this?" she'll ask in way of greeting, should she hear nearby footsteps. There are three other rooms in this building, after all, and they look the exact same as the doorway to her chambers. Why would there not be another residing here?
IV. Wildcard
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When: Shortly after her arrival.
Where: Library, Main Street, and house 1016.
What: Brooding queen, house mingle, and more!
Warnings: None aside from an annoyed dragon queen who might throw around some threats of violence??
Suffice it to say, Dany is none too pleased to discover the walls which surround her are not those of a Targaryen ship, but that of... well, she's not entirely sure. It's a small space, bloodied. There are two eggs in her arms: one black with tints of red in its scales, one a deep green. She stares down at these and her eyes and nose burn.
There should be three.
I. Main Street
The threat of blood is not one which frightens her. Though it is clear she is without her armies, knights, and council--that she is without her dragons--she is no stranger to relying on herself. Had she not survived the slaughter of her first khalasar? The attacks of the Sons of the Harpy? An abduction by the Dothraki?
Upon her arrival to the building which someone claims to be that of her home, Dany takes one look at the strange trinkets within--and promptly turns and walks back out. She can be found settled on a patch of grass outside, by this strange and hardened road named 'Main Street,' the two eggs set carefully in front of her. She wears black, with a dragon brooch upon her right shoulder.
Should you approach as she kneels in front of her eggs, she will frown at you. But if you come later, you may catch her in the process of building a pile of dried debris. Or maybe it's while she lovingly places the eggs atop this pile of dried wood. Or, you might catch her... setting the eggs afire? Rolling her sleeve up and placing her hand within the flames to touch an egg? Take your pick.
II. Library
This space is one which houses far more books than Dany imagined possible. There's a look of wonder, manifested in the slight widening of her eyes, the parting of her lips. Her footsteps echo within the large, brightly lit space, fingers trailing along a shelf, skimming the spines of book after book.
"I've never seen so many in one place before," she murmurs by way of explanation, if you catch her ogling.
III. Open to housemates in 1016
Alas, her exploration of the library and her attempts at hatching her eggs fail. As night crawls closer and strange noises make themselves known, Dany retreats to this supposed bedroom of hers. When she is within her room, her door is closed. A simple knock would draw her away from her eggs.
Eventually, she does wander into the common space, if only to stare with furrowed brows at the metal objects. "What is this?" she'll ask in way of greeting, should she hear nearby footsteps. There are three other rooms in this building, after all, and they look the exact same as the doorway to her chambers. Why would there not be another residing here?
IV. Wildcard
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Dany frowns, glancing first at her eggs, spattered in dirt. She's quick to dust them off, undisturbed by the heat which they hold. Then she's casting a heated glance at this stranger, not one of complete animosity--the likes of which she held for Lannister men--but not one of happiness to be disrupted.
"Take care with kicking about dirt." The admonishment rings sharply. "They may be unhatched, but that does not diminish the respect they deserve."
Not many would take great pains to ensure her safety. It's been so very long since someone, stranger or not, cautioned her against the heat. For that reason alone, Dany relents upon being questioned of her wellbeing.
"Fire cannot kill a dragon, my lady." She lifts her palm, dirt-streaked, and reveals unblemished skin. "How did you move so quickly?"
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When she asks how Kara moves so fast, Kara bites back the temptation to just answer with I'm Supergirl because that answer hasn't worked out so well for her in this place so far. Apparently none of these people have heard of Supergirl until now.
"I'm an alien, from the planet Krypton," she says, after a beat. "The sunlight here is different from Krypton's, and it lets me have powers. Like being fast." That's... more than she's told anyone here, really, but this woman can touch fire. Maybe they have some similarities.
Kara can't deny she'd love to be able to share something with any of these people. It hasn't been long here, but she already misses home.
"You said these eggs are unhatched. A lot of us got an egg, but... I mean, I guess they could hatch into something..." Kara's worried, now, about her own egg, sitting on her bedside table in her fake room. "What do they hatch into?"