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[roseofthetyrells]

[at first, the picture is blurry and out of focus, but it slowly focuses in on what may be familiar surroundings to people who have been here a while, the sewing shop.

a fine layer of dust is on the surroundings, but then the picture swivels abruptly to focus on Margaery's face]

Look at all of this! [she gestures, meaning to encompas the entire sewing shop] There are enough supplies to sew entire dresses, except for the fabric. Does anyone know where I might aquire the fabric? Please let me know. I'd love to get started as soon as I can.

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[roseofthetyrells]

[she smiles back] No, I'd imagine not. Are you from Earth?

[sounds shocked] A year and a half? Oh, my. That's--quite a long time. [nods at his description of how the time feels] I understand. I've only been here a month, but it feels like longer.

[pellameno]

One of many, it seems. We call my world Earth but it isn't much like others I've heard of here.

[ A month, hm? ]

You're still adjusting, then, certainly. Give it time. This place is... a lot to handle, especially at first. It's been quiet lately, though.

[roseofthetyrells]

Oh? How is it different?

[Marg is a bb by Hadriel standards]

And there's so much to adjust to! My phone continues to be confusing and it took me a week to understand how can openers work. And quiet? Is it usually more--more tumultuous?

[pellameno]

Well, for one thing, humanity is going extinct where I'm from. No one's heard of my kind besides those from my home world.

[ As for it being quiet... ]

Yes, usually. At least it has been, in the past... everything happening lately has been designed to generate emotions without putting us in physical danger.

[roseofthetyrells]

Humanity? You mean, people like me? Why are they going extinct? And may I ask what your kind is, or is that too personal?

[yes, nice peace and quiet. something where noncombatants like Margaery aren't in danger. she likes not being in danger]

I'm grateful for that. I don't know anything about fighting or defending myself. Where I'm from, ladies aren't expected to know.

[pellameno]

No one really knows. Though I was born human, too. I became Wraeththu at fifteen... most of our kind right now were originally human, I've only met one child born to us.

[ He tilts his head at her, curiously. ]

You should learn anyway. Especially here...

[roseofthetyrells]

How strange. I wonder what could cause something like that. But, what's the difference between a human and a Wraeththu?

[not all Westerosi ladies can be Brienne of Tarth]

Do you think people here would try to hurt me?

[pellameno]

It's biological, above everything else. But all hara also have access to certain abilities that most humans don't. With study and practice we can become quite powerful.

[ He'd be happy to demonstrate some things for her, if she doesn't believe. The whole 'magic' thing has been difficult for a lot of people. ]

I mean, it's possible -- there are murderers among us. But the monsters are more what I was thinking about.

[roseofthetyrells]

Certain abilities? What kinds of abilities?

[Marg knows that once Westeros had magic, but now it's gone. she'd be curious about magic from other worlds]

Oh! Well, I stay away from the caves where the monsters are. I know I wouldn't have a chance against them. Or against people, to be completely honest.