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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]

Oooh. Yes, I suppose we don't have a ready source of cow hide to use. One must make do.

[it's okay, Margaery preens a lot for a former queen trapped in a mudercave]

I'm glad. I don't have any real means of self-defense. Ladies weren't expected to know such things in Westeros.

[doctoral_bird]

Aaaah. I knew some ladies who would have words about such things at home. Not that it matters now, since everything has been immersed in blight 'n sent to oblivion.

[ Malkus tripped over his words at the end, feeling a bit ashamed at how casually he'd speak of his home being plagued. ]

Hard to defend against emotional twisting, unfortunately. But I have heard that a strong will can do much to lessen their pull! Don't need weapon skill for that, I don't think! Just a strong mind.

[ In other words, Malkus was doomed to get wrapped up in every emotional event. ]

[roseofthetyrells]

Oh? In your world, ladies are allowed to fight? But, a blight? That sounds terribly unpleasant.

[well, Margaery is assuming a blight on crops]

Well, if there's one thing I've always prided myself on, it's my mind. Not to sound like I'm bragging, but I've always been clever.