#c; robb

[aryaorarentya]

@wintertownsfinest​

The spare key that Robb had to his apartment had long since been stolen by his youngest sister in case she needed a place to crash post Mum or Sansa blow up and he was otherwise indisposed (hungover). It drove him up the wall to wake up at any hour of the night to catch the purple haired miscreant snoring on his couch, but Arya knew that those blankets didn’t just magically appear over her either. “Robb!” She called as she entered. “Robb!” This time she was louder as she set her bag and board next to the door and headed towards the kitchen. “I know you’re home. I wanted to catch you before the thing.” She called, finally hearing a rustle of movement coming from the direction of her brother’s bedroom. “We need to talk, I think.” Arya palmed an apple and took a big bite out of it before looking at a bottle of bourbon and seriously considering a glass despite the morning hours.

[aryaundcrfoot]

@winterfcllwolves​

“Robb!” Arya called through the home of her eldest brother. She leaned her new board up against the wall next to the door and dropped her backpack next to it. “Robb!” She shouted again as she plucked an apple off of the kitchen counter and took a bite. She didn’t hesitate to poke and prod through the mail that was laying on the counter too. He shouldn’t be at practice today, and there was definitely no game. Arya had never missed one of those. He should be home. There was no response yet, and all she could do was pray that he didn’t have a trollop up in his room or something. “Robb! I got in a fight with mom again! I’m going to hang out here for a while!” Arya collapsed onto his couch and whispered, “Continue to say nothing if that’s okay...”

[aryaorarentya]

@wolfofwinterfcll​

“Robb- I have to go back.” The panic in Arya Stark’s voice was obvious. Not only because it was so entrenched in every word that she said, but because it was wholly out of character for the she wolf. Where had she lost him? Arya couldn’t even remember if she’d checked to see if Gendry had made it out of the camp. She’d been too concerned for the man she killed. His blood was still on her hands and making them sticky. How could she have been so careless? Her eyes found her brothers. He looked aghast. 

Arya imagined that she might be quite the sight to behold. She was covered in blood, white knuckles gripping a dagger, and her eyes lost somewhere between rage and panic. “I- I lost Gendry. I thought he was with me, but- I can’t leave him there. I have to go back. Now. Please.” At some point she’d begun crying, but looking back, there was no telling when the tears had begun. That could only add the chaos of her current state. “Robb, please. Come with me. Please. They’ll kill him.”

[rcsegildedarchive]

starter for @unsnted​ (robb)

“War is a terrible thing, my lord, but necessary--or so King Renly has said.” She pauses, taking the moment of silence to gauge his reaction. “I gather you must agree, else we would not be meeting thus.”