the fury

Gendry Waters Baratheon Written by Penn Part of the WoodShoreRP

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he grunts a bit as he attempts to maneuver his wheel out of the divet in the sidewalk. it seems to be a pretty quiet day, with not too much foot traffic, and even if it was busy, he certainly wouldn’t want someone to go out of their way to deal with this when he’s more than capable of dealing with it himself.

or so he thinks, anyhow.

this crack in the pavement is proving to be quite the adversary against the sadly-groaning right wheel on his wheelchair. bran continues to apply bits of pressure to the wheel in order to push it out, but the surface slips on the lip of the crack and keeps sinking back down. he breathes a small sigh of frustration.

Gendry froze in his tracks, blinked a few times; he couldn’t believe his eyes. Could it be? Bran Stark - King Stark, the all seeing three eyed raven, here, in this strange god forsaken town? Unsure what to do, Gendry stood there for a moment longer before he decided to approach him. He slowly made his way to him and as he walked a million questions rushed through his head. Was he still his king in this other world? Did he know what they had gotten themselves into? Had he come here to get them back home? “Your grace.” He greeted him with an awkward nod. Gendry figured Westeros or not, he had sworn allegiance to him and had to honor his word.

Then upon realizing the situation Bran was in, he felt even more awkward. “Did you... uh...” She looked away for a moment. “Do you need some help?”

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Kali tried to pass the magnetic card once again and sigh frustrated. It would take a while till she’ll get used to this technology. Her temptation to throw the card on the floor was increasing. Why those things were so complicated? Kali thought to herself. She sigh once again and support herself getting frustrated and running out of patience with this freaking technology. She heard some footsteps in the hall and get up. An helping hand. She let the other person come closer and clear her throat. “Excuse me. But do you know how can I use this little thing here?” she asked holding the card in her hands and showing to the other person. 

“Oh.” Gendry looked down at the card she was holding. “Uh... I think you’re meant to hold it against the little box.” He gestured towards the receiver on the wall. “Took me a while to get used to them too.” He then admitted, letting out a soft chuckle “I still have no idea how any of it works, to be honest.” Gendry understood the girls frustration, he too had -still did- felt he was on an alien planet; he supposed in a way he was. 

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It was late at night and Gendry found himself growing restless by the minute. There wasn’t much to do in this town, not for him at least. He wasn’t familiar with the ways of these people and though he never really had many friends, for the first time in his life he was truly alone. The same thoughts ran through his mind as he aimlessly wandered around the now empty streets. Eventually he stopped, spotting a bench by the road. He walked over and let himself fall onto the seat as he closed his eyes and let out a sigh. 

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Lorna was on the Lux, seeing the movement and people come and go. Silly of her to think that maybe she would met her family here or reunited with her friends. She let an thing set up on her that she thought that she lost it a long time: hope. She felt dumb to believe that they would know about her family. She sip her beer and then felt someone eyeing her and she wiggle her eyebrows at the person, feeling annoying at their stare. “What?”.

Surprised by the girls retort, Gendry let out a sigh. “You were mumbling. And looked frustrated.” He said, averting his gaze. “Thought you might need... something.” He almost said help but he figure it would only annoy the girl further, so he decided not to.

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( crackling fire, the sound of metal hitting metal, a hot bowl of soup) -- && it looks like GENDRY BARATHEON has finally arrived in woodshore ( though he originates from game of thrones).  Although known as a BLACKSMITH back home, here they are a twenty three year old bartender, known to be LOYAL, but STUBBORN. they were coaxed here with the promise of REUNITING WITH ARYA. they remember VOTING FOR BRAN THE BROKEN.

From what point in your characters canon are they taken from?

Right after the finale; the war is over, Bran Stark is the king of the six kingdoms with Sansa Stark ruling in Winterfell as the queen in the north.

What are the basics of their ‘new lives’?

Gendry doesn’t like sitting around doing nothing. He enjoys spending his day working however, in this world there is no use of his skills as a blacksmith. His mother was a tavern wench, he practically grew up in one. He knows how to make and serve a drink. So he became a bartender. He doesn’t love it but thinks it’s better than sitting around all day. 

What were they promised upon arrival in woodshore, and what was their reaction to receiving it?

He was promised that he’d be united with the woman he loves, Arya Stark. He hasn’t seen her yet but he has a feeling the encounter might not go as well as he hopes. Doesn’t matter though. The mere idea of seeing her one last time was enough to get him out here. 

When they arrived in woodshore and received what was taken of them, did they gain any memories of their past? if so, what memories do they have?

When he first set foot in Woodshore, all his memories returned. He remembers everything.