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[aliased]

how do you kill a santy claws? [ because he's got a list. and he's stalking children. and he sneaks into people's homes while dressed in red. and he's clearly a drunk.]

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[baseborne]

They do, some. You might not see it, but they do.

[Sansa still inherited Cothromach from their Lord Father, though Jon is years older. For all they don't seem to mind such things here, they still do.]

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[aliased]

they don't to me.

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[baseborne]

[heart: warmed tbh uwu love u arya] I know, little sister.

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[aliased]

[ she wuvs u more than anything.] i wouldn't mind it.

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[baseborne]

Arya, no. [She might not mind it, but the scandal. Also both Robb and Sansa are more... aware. Of how it looks. So no.]

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[aliased]

i'm not going to change it. [ their lord father would be shamed if she were to change her name.] i only mean it wouldn't shame me.

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[winterwork]

so break them

[Simple as that, really.]

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[baseborne]

It's not so simple. [Jon politely disagrees.]

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[winterwork]

jon

[He used his real name. Serious business time.]

i've been a walking, talking corpse for 300 years
if there's something i've learned it's to not let things like that get to you
sometimes you just gotta do your own thing instead of going by some standard people set for you

especially when you've got so much family with you
you've got something to smile about, just go with it, have fun and stop stressing stuff like names of all things

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[baseborne]

[Hey, he's tried that whole doing what you think is right and damn the opinions of everyone else thing! And now he's several puncture wounds richer. So. He's going to go on the wild and crazy adhering more to societal norms diet for a little bit and see how that serves him. Hopefully it nets him and his family a better life here than they'd ended up with at home. And with enough perseverance, maybe his friends will even stop scolding him like he's some fool child.]

I don't need a lecture, Jack. I need you to do this for me.

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[winterwork]

fine

[He shuts off the locket there. Less mad and more just done with the serious talk. He'll get over it pretty fast.]