eleven : my heart will go on

[victimofnoone]

When I complained about wanting to see new things, I really didn't expect a horror story followed by a sinking ship. ... I guess this probably isn't the right time for a joke about loose lips, huh

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[kingofwinter]

[Robb had woken in uncomfortable clothes, on a ship far larger than any he had ever heard of, and the other people he encountered seemed to expect him to behave in certain ways that he didn't quite understand. Irritated by the whole situation, and feeling thoroughly homesick, he went in search of somewhere quiet where he could collect his thoughts in peace and avoid the stares of the others.

He returned to the suite he had found himself in early that morning, but when he opened the door, there was a young woman there, one he did not recognize.]

"Your pardon," [he said stiffly.] "I thought these rooms were mine."

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[victimofnoone]

[Hayley was seated on the larger bed -- Robb's -- than the one she'd woken up in. Well, technically she had woken up on deck, but a nice gentleman had directed her here as the cabin she was apparently meant to be staying in. When the other man entered, she quickly stuffed her journal beneath the pillow and gave him a shy smile.]

"You must be mistaken, sir--" [She began, before realizing that his face was familiar from before this boat. Although she'd never spoken to him before, she knew that he was definitely a resident of Limbo. Upon that realization, her passive mannerisms and delicate tone instantly fell away into her normal, modern teenager way of speaking. Then she flashed him a smirk.] "Not unless your name is 'Robert Windsor,' my alleged brother."

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[kingofwinter]

[Robb frowned.] "That's not my true name, and I am not your brother, but... aye, a few have called me Mr. Windsor."

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[victimofnoone]

"I'm not 'Hallie Windsor' either, but apparently I'm supposed to answer to it." [She shrugs, then pauses and glances around the room before looking back at him. Hayley slides off the bed and moves to stand in order to offer her hand in a more traditional greeting.] "My name's Hayley. You're welcome to hang out in here if you want. I mean, you don't have to, but you look kind of sick and I don't mind as long as you don't try to like, murder me or kidnap me for ransom."

[drdaytimetelly]

There's no way you remember that film. Wait, how old are you?

[victimofnoone]

Sixteen. How old are you?

[drdaytimetelly]

Old enough to remember that film with a bit of nostalgia.

[victimofnoone]

What year are you from?

[mrsarcastic003]

Probably.

I don't know. I hope not. I'm... going to try to talk to the captain. Someone. Anyone who will listen about the iceberg.

[victimofnoone]

Or you could meet me on deck to recreate that scene from the movie.

[mrsarcastic003]

Hopefully not the one where the girl almost jumps off the front of the ship?

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[victimofnoone]

I'll leave the falling to you. I wouldn't want to upstage your rooftop number.