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[For anyone familiar with any semblance of the Wildcats, the pose Ryan and Kelsi are in is incredibly familiar, with Kelsi behind a large piano in the Seelie palace, comfortable and smiling, even if her hair is incredibly messed up and she’s in the equivalent of her pyjamas, glasses haphazardly perched on her face as she slapped them on in a hurry.]

I didn’t know there was actually a piano here--must be left over from a shardbearer, right?

[Occasionally the camera rocks back and forth as if whoever’s holding Kelsi’s locket is spinning it, but eventually it settles and Ryan answers as his free hand comes down to walk his fingers along the keys.]

Probably. Maybe you should just consider it a Christmas present?

Oh, yeah. I missed Christmas. [ She sounds nonchalant, of course, but anyone who actually spends two minutes with her can probably recognize she’s a little bummed about literally sleeping through her world’s celebration period. Good job, Kels. ] Hey--your locket? [ But she looks incredibly at home, hands already finding their place among the ivory keys. ]

[There’s a hum like Ryan’s not really paying attention, tone light when he speaks.]

Can’t remember if this one’s mine or yours. I kinda threw everything into one bag when we left the infirmary. But if you’re asking what I think you’re asking, the answer’s yes. [The chipper grin is practically visible just from the tone. He knows Kelsi is going to pick up on the implications immediately. He’s pulling her into the spotlight whether she wants it or not. Sorry.] ...hey. Know what we both missed this year? Christmas movie night.

I missed Peanuts! [Her lips turn downward, and it’s hard to tell if it’s a thoughtful pause or just her pouting before she starts playing one of her favourite tunes. It’s a little selfish of her not to play the main theme, but it was always the most fun to play. She looks up at Ryan while she plays, fingers gliding expertly across the keys like skates on ice.] Well, since you’re recording... I guess this is a little East High spirit for Drabwurld? This is something we do every year around this time, play and listen and watch stuff like this, so… Oh.

[She blinks.] I guess this is my belated present to you guys.

[Of course he’s recording, and it’s why the camera’s solely on Kelsi even as he talks.] Music’s kinda like the gift that keeps on giving, you know? And surprisingly Kelsi knows more than one song. [Is he teasing her? Yes he is.] Anyway she’ll be more than happy to take requests, too, won’t you, Kels?

If I can play it! [She’s still tapping away at the keys.] I know a lot more classical music, but I’m good with pop songs, too.

You’re good with a lot of things. [He’s just scolding her lightly as though they’re used to having this conversation, arguing about Kelsi’s skill level.] Guess now’s as good a time as any for musical education.

[ ooc: pink is kelsi, blue is ryan--responses will mostly come from kelsi, but ryan may threadjack! ]

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It's what we're hoping for, I think. Not that we can't prove ourselves as it is but when the post-battle fatigue hits we're going to be ready. [He hopes.]

...wait you're married? And she's here? I mean of course that's great that you're not alone but doesn't it also worry you a little bit?

[ ... Renly can't help his chuckle. ]

My wife is one of the most courageous and intelligent women you will ever have the pleasure to meet. I fear you would have more to worry about when it comes to myself than her.

[ Sweet summer child. ]

Her brother is one of the greatest swordmasters Westeros has seen. He will not let any harm come to her.

[Renly just consider the fact that the one woman he knows from your home is Sansa.] Maybe we'll get to meet her someday, too.

But what's going to happen if she's ever separated from either of you?

You underestimate her. She has outlived me and will outlive the rest of the world, given her grace and intelligence. I cannot imagine a situation she will not be able to survive.

[ He smiles. Oh, summer boy. ]

[Well. It doesn't take a Gabriella Montez to figure out that implication.]

...so you're dead back home. [He looks apologetic, at least, not even sure if it's a fact or he's just assuming.] Sorry, I didn't think about that. She definitely sounds like someone who belongs here though.

It's quite alright. People do not expect to hear that people they speak to are dead in another world. I've become accustomed to it.

[ He shakes his head. ]

She belongs in a life that will offer her the power of a Queen. She has earned that. Unfortunately, I can no longer provide.

Um. I really don't mean to pry, but--I mean, tell me if I'm completely out of line!--it's just..

If you're dead... are you okay? I can't even imagine, being dead and then waking up in another world. [ The queen's remarried, too, according to that last line, but she'll ask about that later. A hand goes up to hold Ryan's hand, squeezing it. ]

It is quite alright, Kelsi. I came here before my death and slept, reliving my life until the moment that I died. I did not wake here expecting it to be the afterlife that the Gods may have given me. [ He shakes his head slowly. ] I was lucky, on those terms.

[He allows Kelsi to squeeze his hand but he's more than curious about what that really implies.]

I still don't really get how it all works. I mean I did that whole "sleep and live your life" thing a few months ago but when we leave this world does that still count, or is there maybe a way you can turn time back and maybe stop your own death?

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If I knew the answers I would offer them, readily. I think that if I were to have done as you suggest, to try and stop my own death, then I think both my wife and her brother would have mentioned something. They are from my future.

Maybe in their future, you're dead, but when you all come back it'll be like a big restart button.

[ Does that even make sense... ]

I remember dying. I do not think I will be able to return home, Kelsi.

Oh.

[ Well, she's just made this a little awkward, hasn't she? She can't quite look at the locket anymore, trying to desperately find something optimistic, until-- ]

--Well, you're here now, right? With the love of your life and her brother. That's good, isn't it?

[ ... sweet summer child. ]

Of course. I am happy here, as happy as I have ever been.

Do you think they'll let you stay, maybe, if we win? With everyone you know and love? It doesn't seem fair if they just send you back...

I would like to think so. I would not wish to return home to the mercy of the Seven.

The seven what?

Ah, forgive me. The Seven Gods - the religion of my land.

[...wait.]

Why are there seven of them? [He's thinking about all of the things he's learned about Greek gods and Roman gods and the religions of their own world that Ryan doesn't quite get but seven just seems like a random number.]

The Faith regards the Seven as seven aspects of a single body; each has a different virtue, a means of aiding those that pray. The Father, the Mother, the Warrior, the Maiden, the Smith, the Crone and the Stranger.

[ His smile turns a little wry and he shakes his head. ]

I am not the most Godly of men, so I am not certain I am best to give you the true details of the Faith of the Seven.

Aren't there other religions in your world than that? Like--we have Christianity, but we have like, um, Hinduism, and Buddhism....

There are the Old Gods, tied to the earth, the Drowned God, who are tied to the Ironborn and [ here he sounds rather disgusted, offput. ] R'hllor. The Lord of Light.

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