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[lingeringfear]

I've been told that if you keep a body cold enough, it will retain its features for years, frozen in time. Can you imagine yourself like that? Your blood and your bone frozen solid, with skin and hair and everything, eyes open and wide and staring sightless into the world. I'd like you to really think about it- dying in the cold, that is. Preserved perfectly forever.

It would be an interesting way to keep you all from complaining, don't you think? A quick snap freeze and you're all immobile. If we're being honest, I think that would probably be the best solution to our interpersonal problems- but I'd want to keep you just barely alive somehow, conscious enough to still feel fear. Frozen and screaming. Take a minute and think about it. I rather like the idea.

...oh, also, Rage apparently won Hope's stupid poll. He's making the preparations to revive her and you should expect her to awaken at the end of the month.

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[lingeringfear]

You're going to have to run that by me again.

[whichend]

Nymeria is a false name. I have no name and no identity; I am no one. arya stark had to cease to be after the execution.

[lingeringfear]

You can just recreate yourself? Just like that?

[whichend]

I cannot recreate my body, although I can change my face.

but anybody can purge themselves of who they were before, if they have the will.

[lingeringfear]

We can't.

What would you like to be called now?

[whichend]

you can. you are not willing. it's okay, it is not something one typically does voluntarily

nymeria was never a true name. it will do just as well for this face as it did for the last one.

[lingeringfear]

No. I am not made of the same things as you- I am Fear and that cannot be changed.

Nymeria, then.

[whichend]

Fear can change. I used to be afraid of spiders, but not that afraid, I wasn't stupid or anything, they just made me uncomfortable. But now I'm not. I ate a spider, once.

[lingeringfear]

How did you change your fear, Nymeria?

[whichend]

I don't think I should tell you. I don't want to put anyone else in danger.

[lingeringfear]

You are someone else now. Do you still retain so much loyalty to Arya's friends?

[whichend]

theyr not

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no

you don't know anything arya starks friends are dead

arya isnt here she isnt she isnt she isnt SHE IS NOT

[lingeringfear]

It seems as if Arya Stark is not quite dead after all.

[whichend]

maybe but I'm not her I told you I'm no one

I can't be her anymore

[lingeringfear]

Why can't you?

[whichend]

Before I came here I served another god.

His disciples provided food, shelter, and training. All it cost was Arya Stark.

[lingeringfear]

That god is not here. I am.

[whichend]

That god has many faces. How do I know yours is not one of them?

[lingeringfear]

It seems strange that a god of many faces demands that his followers have none.

I don't know how I would prove that to you.

[whichend]

This god did not speak to the people, as you do. But it's a sacrifice, like any other.

I don't know if you can.

I'm sorry.

[lingeringfear]

Does this god have a true face? Or are they all equally him?

[whichend]

They are all equally him, and yet he is more than just his faces.

[lingeringfear]

I suppose for a species who achieves so much social interaction through expression and faces, a god with many of those would be a fearsome thing indeed.

[whichend]

they fear death

[ She's not exactly sure what Fear means, given that any kind of formal education she had ceased at age nine. ]

[lingeringfear]

Who fears death? The god, or his followers?