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Sansa, I promise that if I piss him off, it'll be on my own and there'll be no mention of you. I just want to see what he's like and if he needs a time out.

If that's all you want to know...Stiles -- I can tell you how he is. Please.

No, you'll tell me what you want me to hear to keep me from finding out myself. Look, I'm not going to go up to him and punch him in the face or anything. I'll just do some snooping in the messages. He might have shown his ass there.

[ she shakes her head; it's unseen by all except the too-perfect mirror glass. one tear already drips off her chin. another soon follows. revealing herself by this degree is like raking her soul across coals. it's a painful experience. ]

He can be so charming. At first. [ a warning. ] He will play the gallant when he wants to.

Yeah, well, I'm used to jerks that try to play at being charmers. There's at least one of them here. And in case I haven't told you lately to stay away from Peter, stay the hell away from Peter. He's got his Alpha powers back and he can turn werewolves again.

[ peter. werewolves. her heart is still thundering-reeling-aching from the mere mention of joffrey; it takes her a moment to catch up to this new conversation.

breathless: ] A-alpha powers?

Remember how I told you he was a werewolf? Yeah, well, apparently the dumb fairies here made him an alpha again. That means if he bites someone, they can turn into a werewolf. Not good, okay?

...Is it so bad? To be a wolf?

[ this ground is shaky. sansa does not always have the dearest grip upon the separation of metaphor and reality. and she has just confessed to being one: a wolf. though unlike her two siblings, she doesn't stride about with an animal at her side. ]

It's not a wolf, Sansa. It's a werewolf. They're... out of control and you have to learn how to not hurt others. You could accidentally kill someone. And you'd be part of Peter's pack, which is a very bad thing.

[ the lone wolf dies; the pack survives. but, of course, sansa has a pack. she is a stark -- of winterfell. and she can feel the pride already burgeoning in her chest each new moment stiles remembers to use her proper name.

such a long time coming, this. ]

Is it a very large park?

God, I hope not. He's alone here and I hope he stays that way. I mean it, Sansa. Don't even think about it. Or I'll tell Jon.

[He totally would.]

I'm not thinking of anything. [ a soft sound. a released breath. ] I have my...pack. I have my -- ah -- Alpha. Or I think I do. He hasn't...

[ she hasn't heard from her father; she worries. ] Perhaps Jon has told you. My family's sigil is a wolf. A direwolf, like Ghost. Like Nymeria.

Yeah, he mentioned. We talked about it when I asked how he got Ghost. And good. That you have your own pack. I have mine, too. Not that they're here.

[Nope. Just Lydia. He'd lost Allison (again) and Isaac and Derek and Scott. Scotty. He missed his bro.]

Just... don't listen to anything Peter says. If he ever tries to get a hold of you, just hang up. I don't care if it's rude, just do it. He'll say things and try to get into your head. He's a lying jerk.

I swear it. I promise I will. Provided... [ her mind races. her pulse rushes. dare she exact an ultimatum from a friend? sansa has no desire to seek out nor to speak to this peter. but in the words of another petyr, she's found what motivates stiles.

she wonders if she knows how to move him. ] Provided you do the same. Ignore Joffrey. He's just as you've said -- unimportant, with no title here. Forget about him. I know I try to.

[Evil. She's evil. But he's used to that kind of evil and he makes his own alterations to that.]

As long as he leaves you and the rest of your family alone, I will. But hey, if he starts something... I fully intend to finish it.

Mine isn't the interference worth your concern. Arya, on the other hand -- [ a gentle cluck of her tongue. ] My sister does not understand restraint. Hardly seven days pass without her threatening to ride out and stick her Needle into King Joffrey's heart. If his wrath falls again upon our family's head, I swear it will be because she courted it.

[He had to laugh a little at that. Yeah, Arya certainly had a mouth. And all the courage of a girl and boy her age. He liked that about her.]

If Joffrey tries anything, I'm sure we can find a way to send him running back with his tail between his legs.

Joffrey is craven. But his...uncle -- [ that word is spoken with trepidation. and uncertainty. like a secret hung behind it. ] Ser Jaime Lannister is the reason Ser Gendry and I got left behind some moons ago. But it's been some time since I've heard his voice upon the lockets.

Maybe he's gone. I've had a couple people leave here. Allison just... I think she's gone.

[Sadface.]

Not everyone stays. Maybe Joffrey will go. Hey, we can throw a party if that happens.

--Allison?

[ because who wants to talk about joffrey. not her. not any longer. ]

She's a friend of mine. From home.

[One he won't see if he goes back because, hey, he's not from a movie where he sees dead people.]

[ she presses her lips together. sometimes she is caught up in the taut politics of westeros that she forgets that others must have complex connections coming and going as rapidly as she does. you are unfair to your friends, sansa tells herself. ]

And gone, now? Stiles. I am sorry to hear it. If only the Gods would be kind and send away those we don't want and keep forever those we love.

[He just nodded. It wasn't like he could say she was better off at home. Here was the only place she was still... here. Lydia had to be taking it badly and he felt a twinge of guilt that he hadn't checked up on her yet.]

It happens. I think we have about as much control leaving as we do in coming here.

It's tragic. [ she is sansa now; she can be more honest with him than she'd ever been when the subject of home has come up. ] I would rather stay, I think. Stay with Arya and Jon and my father.

[ because he is here. meant to be here. is here for a little longer. her real father, and not the cold distant man alayne spoke of. ]

Maybe you could ask them to make sure you can't leave? I don't know if they can do that. I mean, they don't seem to know what they're capable of themselves. I get a lot of words with little meaning from them.

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PARK? pack. obviously i meant pack.

>> Paaaaaack

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