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[ gwen is wearing her simply cottons, a dress in pale purple and a golden apron and she seems quite busy in her washing, hands dipped in water and soap. behind her, a pile of blankets and capes is forming. have a small smile which can easily be traced behind her messy curls and freckles. ]

To all those who hear this, I hope you are well and warm. These must be trying times for us all.

[ a deep breath ]

to all those who came here to the Cothromach, if you find yourself in need of anything, please call for me. My name is Guinevere and I shall be happy to provide you with whatever you may need. If you are cold, there are blankets and capes. I sew and while I was never trained by a seamstress, I trust these shall do.

[ she bites her lip a bit ]

I am not a sorceress or a fae, I am but a simple servant girl. But if I can send birds with blankets and capes to those in need, please tell me. I -

[ a little sigh. ]

I want to help. I truly do.

[ she'll rise to curtsy ]

thank you.

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The birds listen to you? I thought they were all avoiding the people of the world on the order of the Roc.

[Then again, he was mostly traveling alone through southern La Llorona. Things may have changed for others in the world.]

Well.

[ she hasn't even tried, to be quite honest. she sighs a bit. ]

I suppose it's worth trying to get them to listen. They must be cold, too. if they won't, I can ride out myself.

Most of the birds seem safe from this. The King of Birds is protecting what it considers it's own while it rains winter upon the rest of us. That's what I've been told.

If you do ride out, be safe.

At the very least ht spares his own. I am glad they are safe, however. I imagine it must be so cold so high up in the sky and the poor creatures would have such hard time getting from one place to another.

[ perhaps it's the nature of gwen to worry for such things while all else is so dark and cold. ]

Oh, I will, my Lord, certainly. You are so good to think of me.

[There was a short space of silence before his voice came again, a little softer and with just a hint of embarrassment.]

It's Wan. And I'm not a lord. You don't have to call me one.

Edited 2015-03-19 23:50 (UTC)

It is a pleasure.

[ sweetly and kindly and easily. those three go hand in hand for gwen. it is always easier to be kind and sweet than to be anything else. ]

I am Guinevere; Gwen, if it pleases you.

It's not me that has to be pleased. What would you prefer?

[ she smiles at his words because they're true but also because, being a servant girl, so very few people ask her what she'd like to be named. ]

--- Gwen. I find myself most used to it.

[ only arthur calls her guinevere, truly. it's special, in a way. ]

It's nice to meet you Gwen. You're somewhere in Glaschu, aren't you? Sorry if I'm wrong. I was dragged here last month and I don't know where a lot of places are yet. Anyway, the place you said you were, you're safe there, right? From the cold and the Ice?

The Cothromach.

[ she smiles a bit. she remembers herself being new, she could barely tell north from south in this world. ]

I am at the service of Lady Sansa Stark, the Lady Keeper of this city. We are safe, yes. I want to help as much as I can't to those who are in frozen areas.

I'll try to remember that. I probably won't get to meet you in person. Not easily. But I'm glad to know you all the same. So many people on all sides are reaching out to help... it gives me hope for peace.

We might yet. This world has a way of bringing people together!

[ there is a bright smile in her voice. it's good to have people with hope. it has been lost from so many in this world. ]

I hold the same hope myself, Wan. This world is filled with good and kind people. With all that kindness, I am certain we shall have peace.

[So many were trying to prevent it, though, if February had been any example. But it was not the time to dwell on it.]

Maybe. But I'm not particularly welcome in those lands and as much as I'd like to visit, unless I have a pressing reason to risk that much ire from the people, I'd rather not invite more trouble on myself. I get into enough as it is.

Edited 2015-03-20 02:31 (UTC)

I have a friend at home who usually says that. Granted, he really does get himself into quite a bit of trouble.

[ poor merlin and the mess he usually makes. ]

I'm certain it will be alright. as long as we hold onto our hope.

People who get into trouble enough can usually recognize it. I'm not sure what it might say about someone who can't...

[There was a soft laugh from Wan.]

You don't sound like you get in much trouble. It's probably a good thing for him that you're his friend.

I try not to.

[ it doesn't work all the time but most of the time she manages quite fine. of course, then merlin gets into trouble and drags arthur with him and then of course, morgana can do the same and gwen rushes after them to make certain that they manage themselves fine during their adventures. ]

But, it's really my pleasure. I mean, he's a good friend.

It's been very nice to speak with you, Gwen. Stay safe.

Gwen. [ perhaps she can provide through her lady-in-waiting. some grand announcement is to bold. too flashy. too likely to draw out those who might tax the cothromach's kindness simply because it's offered. but: ] If you speak with any who need more than blankets -- someone who needs food, mayhaps. Or warm shelter? Arrange for them what they need. Please. None will stop you and none will question you.

[ gwen functions as an extension of sansa stark's authority, now. perhaps a lady-in-waiting is not the same as a general or a minister, but who would question the bright-eyed gwen when she came a-knocking with the lady keeper's requests? ]

[ gwen knows little of politics.

all that she knows she has learned from morgana's stubbornness and her rebellious nature and from arthur's more pragmatic yet just as rebelling self. both of them taught her to be patient but passionate, true and bold and yet careful but not too careful and -

sometimes, she wonders how the lady keeper manages her duties. it is all too confusing for gwen. such queen I will be, she thinks and shakes her head. silly dreams, silly indeed.

but politics or now, lady sansa is kind. perhaps carefully so but still kind and gwen thinks this is the only lady worth serving in the whole world. ]

Yes, my Lady.

[ she curtsies. ]

I will make more food if they need it, I can help the cooks in all that they need.

Help them--?

[ once again, gwen's eager helpfulness catches her off her guard. wrong-footed. when sansa thinks of helping the people of this city and those beyond her gates, she imagines commanding others to do that work. not often does she think of raising her own hands. it isn't from laziness, not truly -- but instead a kind of inborn sense of place. place within the city and on its political ladder. as though focusing on one rung will lead to all the others growing into disrepair. ]

Do you think it's likely they'll need it? Help?

[ rising concern. ]

Well, not direly. Worry not, my Lady. I only meant, it is always helpful to have another pair of hands. Even though my own are less gifted with food than those of the cooks.

[ and certainly less refined, she thinks. ]

I can still help with cutting and mixing, I imagine.

[ but that's scullery work! sansa exhales. uncertain. sometimes, she wonders whether gwen's attitude ought to shame her into doing...more. ]

If you must. [ she predicts that gwen feels very much like she must: must help; must work; must give something back. ] But promise me you'll be careful. Kitchen knives must be so sharp to cut so much.

[ -- gods, but what does sansa stark know of kitchen knives? ]

I will, my lady, I promise.

[ she attempts her most cheerful smile. perhaps a servant will always be a servant. to gwen, it's a bit of a sad thought. how is she to be a queen one day when she has no inkling how to be one or behave like one?

but those matters do not matter now. ]

You are good for helping those people, my Lady. Many others would not consider that.

[ sansa says very little for a long moment. then -- deferring gwen's praise, she announces: ] It's what my Lord Father would have done. I am certain of it.

Your people were fortunate to have him and as fortunate to have you.

[ she knows that they could have done nothing, could have simply ignore the cries for help. uther would have done so much. ]

I only wish I could have met him.

[ gently: ] Imagine Arya's looks, but set upon a tall and solid man. And Robb's temperament, with perhaps a handful of wrinkles. Solemn and honourable. I fear I did not value him near enough until we met again, here.

When we are young, we rarely appreciate our parents.

[ she smiles a bit ]

It always comes when we grow older.

Yes. Little girls can be such fools.

[ as a general principle, johnny storm has really come to dislike the seelie; but then he sees lovely people like her and he -- well, he can't do that, not really.

war is really fucking complicated.

johnny's silent for a moment before he decides to smile, briefly. ]

I'm sure you're not just a simple servant girl, Miss. Do you deliver those things to the Station? [ Best to state a neutral place, really. ]

I will, if you need them, my Lord.

[ she nods her head once and then again. gwen is tireless when it comes to help, to do, to serve. it keeps the mind off of missing arthur or thinking of lancelot or worrying over sansa or grieving over her losing morgana's friendship.

it helps. ]

I am Guinevere, my Lord. Some call me Gwen. I made some blankets, they are simple yet warm and good. I can bring them.

What -- no. [ Johnny's definitely sure that he's not a lord of anything, and to be called that is not -- well. ] I'm just Johnny. Johnny Storm.

[ He's smiling again, warm and friendly. Johnny doesn't know her well, but there's a touch of melancholy about her, stifled, maybe, where others can't easily see. ]

Nice meeting you, Gwen. I can call you Gwen, right? D'you have any means of transport to the Station?

Johnny, then.

[ her smile is a bit shy. it is always a little odd to call people by their first names like this but she is always reminds herself that in some other lands, everyone forsake such titles. ]

Gwen is alright. I can find my way to the Station; if there are people in need of those, nothing will stop me.

I like that spirit.

[ Johnny laughs a little. ] It's insanely cold out -- if you need me, let me know, won't you? Ping my locket, and I'll come.

I - are you certain?

[ most unsure!! ]

But, as you said, it's so cold outside. Will you be alright?

I'll be fine. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve.

[ He winks at her; it's really something to see someone who puts another's needs above her own, and he admires that. ]

Can't do any less when you're out there risking your life, right? D'you know any magic?

No, my L -

[ and she remembers herself, smiles ]

Johnny. I was never gifted with such. I know some who are but not me.

Why not? I hear anyone can learn it.

[ She's cute, that much is obvious -- and having someone like her caught up in the midst of all the war makes him sympathetic. ]

You know it's not safe because the big bad Unseelie are out and about, right?

Might be I could use a blanket or two. Do you fancy fetching some for me? My old ones are all smelly now.

[He says cheekily, knowing full well that with the both of them deep in the Cothromach, there was not as much chance of freezing as everyone else might.]

I would bring them to you, jape or not.

[ but she says it with laughter on her lips. it is good, to be able to laugh like this even with such an odd weather coming to freeze the world. she thinks that in some ways, laughter and smiles are almost as good as a warm fire, they warm one up from the inside out. ]

Aye, you'd do that, wouldn't you?

[A long suffering sigh that is meant to be as much a jape as the rest. He supposes she would do just that.]

Those and a big cup of tea.

[ because no matter cold or not, gwen found out that she is quite fond of tea on the whole. ]

Are you doing well?

Better than those poor buggers mucking through it. You mean to go out in all that?

[She did say she would only send things, but he suspected that if someone did ask her to trek through the snow, well...]

If I'm needed.

[ she nods her head. she's not crazy about the idea but someone has to and at such times, they need to all do what they can. ]

I know it's cold but it's not impossible.

Aye, taking a hammer to your fingers ain't impossible either, but I ain't like to do it. All the same, it's decent of you to offer. Even to these sharded.

[It's his experience that shardbearers aren't in much need of assistance. But that's his own personal grudge to carry.]

Well. I must believe they would have done the same for me, if they could and if I needed their help.

[ it's not always easy to believe but it's important ]

when you do something for others - one can never know. Maybe we'll need their help one day and they'll remember us fondly.

Or they'll need help again and think us likely fools to do it a second time.

[Gendry was of the opinion that some people would do better to learn to help themselves.]

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