[ alisha thinks to do as sansa's original reason for broadcasting had been — to lock the post for the sake of them both. but she is a stupid girl, and she figures that the damage has already been done. why bother hiding now? self-preservation has never been one of her skills. if sansa wishes to be enemies, then so be it — alisha's not going to hate on a girl for simply being on the other side. ]

No one's making me do anything. You might be in the castle that shits gold, and I might be in the one that could use a bit of it, but I seriously could not give a shit about this stupid, pathetic war.

[ and what does alisha say to those who tell her what to do? suck my dick. ]