when she was just a girl

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Wʜᴏ: Arya and you
Wʜᴀᴛ: Exploring
Wʜᴇɴ: Today
Wʜᴇʀᴇ: Everywhere a curious kid can get into. You can set up the scene, just let me know where we're at!


[ Had it been anyone else but her mother explaining where they were and what to expect here, Arya would not have believed them. The concept was hard to understand much less swallow. But if there is someone in the world she still trusts wholeheartedly it is her mother. She would not lie to Arya. Not about something like this.

Thus after she found a moment to wander away from Catelyn, she decided to explore the castle, Needle at her side. If she was to be here for a while, she needs to know what can be found. She had always enjoyed discovering new places, talking to new people. Maybe a day to tire herself out was all she needed to sleep through the night again. ]

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[amiable]

[ She doesn't recognize the voice right away, but she's still following after her. ]

Hey, wait!

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Why? What do you want?

[amiable]

You look a little lost. [ And she really adores kids so...! ] Were you looking for something?

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I'm not and I wasn't.

[amiable]

[ She raises both hands. ]

I was just making sure...

[persequor]

[ Arya's eyebrows creep together in a bemused frown. She begins walking away again. ]

[amiable]

[ She's a persistent person, plus the more she thinks about it, the more she thinks she's heard this voice before. ]

Do you like cake?

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Not particularly.

[amiable]

You're very stoic for a young person... [ It reminds her of her friends back home. Which makes her all the more curious.

But now she recognizes this voice. ]

Are you... Arya?

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[ Alarm crosses her features. Her mother had told her they were far away from Westeros. She and Jon and Catelyn were the only ones from their world here. But she spent too much time running and hiding to react well to a stranger who knows who she is. Her hand closes around her sword's hilt. ]

Who are you?

[amiable]

[ She hasn't taken notice of the sword until now. The hairs on the back of her neck rise and she jumps further back from this girl. ]

W-What's with the sw-- I'm Uru! Uru! Don't cut me!

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[ She doesn't draw the blade out yet, but she doesn't relax her grip around it. ]

How do you know my name?

[amiable]

You were before! And ah... your mom was looking for you! I don't know if she's still here.

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She's not. If anyone comes looking for her, you can tell them that.

[amiable]

She isn't? [ Her expression falls a little. She remembers how Catelyn was looking for her daughter and it's pretty sad to think they weren't reunited. ]

I'm sorry to hear about that.

[persequor]

[ It's a lie. Catelyn is is still there. But Arya would rather as few people know as possible in case someone unfriendly arrives. She makes an acknowledging move with her shoulders. ]

[amiable]

She was looking for you a long time ago. I think you'd already left then. [ A pause. ] Sorry if you didn't get to see her before she was sent back.

[persequor]

[ She makes a moue. ]

[amiable]

[ Uru's cheeks burn slightly. This girl is really unsocial... ]

S-Sorry...

[ Maybe she should stop talking about the mother thing. ]

[persequor]

Why do you apologise so much?

[amiable]

[ Rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly now. ]

It feels like I'm being a little rude here.

[persequor]

If you're going to apologise, do it once and stop doing what you're sorry for.

[ Bored with this conversation, she heads for the door. ]

[amiable]

[ She'll let her alone for now. Girl is blunt. :( ]