filtered to Margery Tyrell; text. *filtered voice message to Eleven*

[soldier_blade]

Margery,

You remember when I invited you over for dinner soon as I managed to hunt anything down? How'd you feel about pulled meat and corn bread?

Sonya Blade

*Five minutes after first message is sent*

Eleven, I made pulled Varren and corn bread-would you like some? I'm having some people over for dinner, so you could come over as well or I could just send you some later?

Comments

[roseofthetyrells]

One would think that men would grow accustomed to women in positions of power in fifty years. What do you think is taking them so long?

What's a lesbian?

[soldier_blade]

You'd think.

A lesbian is a woman who's sexually attracted to other women. The girl and I apparently had a crush on the same guy and since I was already into sports more than fashion and make up, she thought she had an easy way to get me out of the picture.

I confronted her about it when word reached me. She tried to deny, and got a bloody nose for her trouble.

[roseofthetyrells]

Ohhh. We have those in Westeros, too, but we don't have a name for them. It was silly of her to use your interest in sports against you. Brienne of Tarth was the least ladylike lady I've ever known, but that didn't stop her from falling in love with my husband.

It's right that you stood up for yourself.

[soldier_blade]

In hindsight, it wasn't the most mature of responses. Like mentioned earlier, I had to repeat the term, and make a formal apology to the girl, but I was just a kid-kids do stupid things.

You weren't jealous? Or did she fall in love, but simply refused to act on it?

[roseofthetyrells]

Oh, I know. When I was growing up, the rivalry amongst my cousins and myself was intense. Who was the prettiest, who was going to make the best match, things of that nature.

It didn't really matter for either Brienne or I. My husband was too in love with my brother to give either one of us a second glance.

[soldier_blade]

I was a terror growing up, I'll admit that now. With my cousins, I was taller then all of them so I got a lot of 'giant' nicknames-add into that a temper and, well when I was a girl, my uncle gave in and taught me how to box. He figured, better a punching bag then a person.


You must be pretty close, to just want to see your brother happy even if he's in love with your husband.

[roseofthetyrells]

I think that's something of Brienne of Tarth's story as well. She towers over me. Towers over most men, in fact. Perhaps her father decided that as she'd never be a "proper" lady, best she turn her energies into other pursuits.

Loras and I have always been very close. I still miss him terribly and always hope to see him amongst the new arrivals.

[soldier_blade]

Sounds like someone I should meet, if she were to ever show up here.

I hope so too, for your sake.

My twin brother and I were close as well. Mom was sick a lot, so we were often split between relatives till she recovered, but we still tried to keep in touch.

I *there's a pause.* He was killed when we were eighteen. I don't know how I'd feel if he were to arrive, maybe just become an emotional wreck.

[roseofthetyrells]

Yes, I think the two of you would get along quite well.

[she listens to the rest of Sonya's story]

I'm so very sorry about your brother. He deserves a second chance, too. Just as my brother does.