first dream | video/action.

[climbed]

[ bran stark has been told through all of his life that his family's curse is just that--a curse. growing up with the lidells had not been a bad life, save for a terrible fall that left him crippled from the waist down, but it was often a lonely one. while the family was big, they only had each other, and they lived that way because their curse wouldn't allow them to touch anyone who was their opposite gender, or a terrible thing would happen.

but here was the thing: for bran, it wasn't that terrible.

when he bumped into a girl in the middle of the hallway, it had only somewhat been an accident. he didn't quite recognize her, but bran was thrilled with the puff of smoke that followed, because he left his wheelchair (and his clothes) far behind. for as a raven his legs were still useless, but his wings?

his wings stretched on, catching the wind above the great house they've been spending their time in and sailing out through the windows. whoever he ran into would simply have to wonder where he'd gone, as when he was stuck as a raven? well, he could fly.

so, he does, out of the window and through the skies towards the tallest part of the mansion. he used to love to climb as a kid, and this is that but a thousand times better, and he soars through the mansion, ducking down to tug on the occasional dog's tail, feeling light and, well, free as free could be.

all that comes to an end though, and when bran feels the pull of being human again, he alights down on top of the roof. there's a poof and he's back to normal--and very stuck. he sends out a video message that shows just his face, showing a skill with the device that definitely wasn't there before today. there are six or seven ravens around him, just visible in the video feed, cawing and occasionally picking at his hair. bran seems completely unbothered by them as he speaks.]

Hullo. [ how to start this. ] I'm, um. Stuck on the roof. Would someone be able to help me?

[ how embarrassing. ]

{ this will serve as a catchall for the event! if you don't want to reply to the video post that's more than fine--just lemme know you want something different! feel free to run into him as either a raven or a person, although there isn't much "running into" to be done to a kid in a new wheelchair that i can assume he got since this is an AU event ♥. }

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[prophesied]

You could insist many things, and I would always be compelled to oblige. [ Jojen speaks frankly as he always does, sincere in his directness, though there's a twitch of a smile on his face as he bats his hand away. An idle thought to trim away some of his hair comes to mind, but at the same time he could hardly bring himself to do it-- he's particularly fond of Bran's hair, regardless of his idle self-conscious with it. ] It would be good to properly meet him, finally, rather than hear your tales of him.

[ As if he knows anything at all of the wizard, save for what his greendreams have told him in brief flickers. But he plays his part seamlessly now, for Bran's sake.

Yet he can't help his curiosity when it comes to this Martha woman. ]

Perhaps you might take me to meet her after we eat with Jo, then. Sometime, at the very least. She's your family, so I need not worry. [ Though he knows what the end result will, undoubtedly, be... well, Wonderland's futures have been fickle in his dreams. ]

[climbed]

[ there's something about the way that jojen speaks, the sincerity behind his words, that gets bran a little flustered--he ducks his head when he says so, hiding his smile down facing the wolf pelt in his lap. though bran doesn't know why, he's always thought of loyal as one of his buzzwords to describe jojen; maybe because he's always been there, or something. either way, he picks at the wolf fur a little, smiling softly down into it. ] You will love him, I promise! I've told as many stories of you to him as I have to you, and he's long been telling me to bring you by.

[ james and jo are the best, is the summary of this right here. his smile fades a little, returning to his usual, more stoic expression, and bran nods seriously, worried for his best friend. ] I would be glad to. I've only met her when I was very small, but I promise she will take the best care of you possible.

[prophesied]

[ As Bran drops his gaze, Jojen lets his expression soften a little more. He always takes delight in the fact that he can sometimes get Bran to smile, and that will hardly change, regardless of whether he is Stark or Liddell or whatever name he might don while in Wonderland. His hand moves to settle on one of the handles of his chair, an idle gesture as he leans a little to angle closer to him. ] I trust you haven't told him too many awful things about me, then, if he's asking after me.

[ There's another reason that he leans a bit of his weight on the chair, and that is because simply existing tends to exhaust him a great deal these days. He will hold it together, however, for Bran. And to meet the Liddells. ] Then we will have our visit with Jo, and find some time where we might see Martha.