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[ when bran stark addresses the network for the second time in his stay in wonderland, it is far more grave than it was the first. the youngest of the starks--now the middle child, through the strange mechanations of this place--looks deadly serious as he addresses the camera, though he does still nod his head in greeting. there's an obvious tension to his shoulders, even as he speaks. ]

Good people of Wonderland, I hope this message finds you well.

[ he hopes they are as good and kind as bran has so far been treated, and his fingers curl in his lap outside of the video, finding the cloak of one jojen reed, so far invisible to the camera, save for a couple of tufts of blonde hair. ] I come to you to ask for your help, and I'd be truly humbled if you would spare me a moment of your time.

Late last night, my companion became very ill, and though this is not uncommon, I fear that I-- [ his mouth draws tight for a second. ] I don't know how to treat it. He has a waking dream, where he begins to twitch and seize, and sometimes, foams here. [ bran reaches up and touches the corner of his mouth--the first sign of real emotion crosses his face beyond the princely facade he'd put on, eyebrows knitting together in serious concern. it becomes far more obvious that this child is just that; a child. ] Though he has woken, now, I don't know how to help him, and...I need someone to teach me, though I cannot offer much in return. He is very ill, and has been since his arrival here, I must--

[ "today is not the day I die, little lord" ] I cannot stand by while it happens.

[ bran looks off screen, swallowing a lump in his throat, and jojen murmurs something just loud enough for bran to hear--he returns to the camera and adds on; ] If Lady Rachel could hear me, I would like to speak with her as soon as possible, as Jojen has had a greendream.

Thank you, Wonderland. Thank you very much.

[ there's some fumbling and reaching, the video shakes, and then it clicks off. ]

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[prophesied]

[ Jojen, in a way, regrets telling Bran that he knows the day that he will die. It's since changed in Wonderland, but the future so frequently seems to in this place. Besides, something keeps his visions from being so far-reaching as they would have been, giving him the past and the present but nary a thing of the future.

Still, he lays still and listens to Bran as he speaks, reaching up when he feels his fingers curling into his cloak where it's been pulled over him. He curls his own around them, looking up at the younger boy where he lay. ]

Perhaps that cousin of yours will come forward. [ There is a touch of amusement there, because Jojen is looking for normalcy in this moment after being unnerved for the first time during a vision. ]

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[ the worry on his face does not fade, though bran tries to mask it away when jojen speaks--the jape seems so foolish and little, and though it doesn't surprise him that jojen would be so flippant about what seemed to be his own deathbed, it annoys him a little. possibly only because he worries, because he cares, but still.

his brows furrow and he looks down, blue eyes tracking over his face, his small, pale fingers, anything he can, as if to get a better read on him. ] Now is hardly the time to jest, you know. [ but, he adds, quietly. ] Mayhaps she will.

[ the dream is what's probably the most important, but bran can't shake the worry that drapes over him like a heavy cloak, as he thinks of what his mother did for him when he was sick. it's a faint memory, and he touches his forehead, hot to his fingertips, and feels his stomach churn with worry and fright. ] We must tell Lady Rachel everything--perhaps she too has had a similar vision. [ but bran doubts it nearly killed her, as it seemed to do to jojen just now, and his worried hand doesn't stray from his forehead. ]

[truesight]

Hey, I'm here. I mean, I heard your message.

[ ... Jojen's sister told me that he almost died from a terrible sickness as a child.

she doesn't want to assume that this is the same sickness he meant the first time they talked, but it's hard not to let her brain go there. so she looks worried when her video feed flicks on, kind of sitting too close, like she feels like this isn't enough, just- answering a phonecall. she wants to help. ]

We need to get him better before any of us get too wrapped up in that dream, I think. For his sake. I mean, I don't know how to cure anything, not beyond the ol' chicken noodle soup remedy, so we might have to wait until a doctor or somebody answers you on here, but- [ rachel stop rambling wow ] - in the meantime, did you want me to come over? Is he okay to talk? [ she'll even bring soup ]

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[ bran isn't sure what the chicken noodle soup remedy is, but he's grateful to see rachel none the less. his mouth curves up in just a tiny, closed mouth smile that rings more grateful than anything, and bran bows his head in formal greeting. ]

Lady Rachel, I hope the day finds you well. [ it's a little hollow, but he does try for his manners, and his brow furrows a little further as he just nods his head, not quite trusting himself to speak quite yet.

after a second, though, he adds on, keeping his gaze downwards towards where jojen rests. ]

This is not the first time I've seen him seize in such a way during a vision, but it was by far the worst, and I fear that he will only get sicker now that it's happened. [ i miss meera, he thinks, though he does not say so, and instead nods his head. ] He is weak, but waking, my lady, and he would like to speak with you as much as I would.

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[pottershotter]

[Ever since the event where they had been cursed, James has been wondering who that little boy was that Wonderland decided to make his younger brother. It was cruel in a way (since James had always wanted siblings) but he mostly thought it was strange that Wonderland would take someone he's never met and suddenly make him family. The false memories are a little muddled now that his real ones have been restored, but he remembers vividly how the event made him feel - that fierce protectiveness for a little boy he hadn't known a few days beforehand.

He'd meant to try and find him and meet him and try and figure all of that out, but now his friend is in trouble and James decides to just skip that part entirely. It isn't really the time. It's definitely Bran, though he's much more formal than he remembers him.]

Bran? Bran, he'll be alright, okay?

[He's pretty sure he knows who his companion is - he'd had a friend in the event, someone he'd told their ridiculous secret to, but his name is escaping James now. But it had to be that other boy, right?]

Listen - I dunno if you knew her before that event, but you remember Martha? She really is a Healer; it wasn't just the event changing her memories. She's got a clinic on the first floor, and she'll be able to help your friend. [Then, without any hesitation - ] Do you need help getting him there?

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[ this is a face he recognizes from the event, he thinks--bran searches his memories for a second and comes up with james in his head. he'd been like an older brother, hadn't he? it was all fuzzy and difficult to parse, the kind of thing bran dreams of in a confused fog, but he believes, at least, james will help him.

especially with the advice he gives. the first floor--the clinic would be near them, very near them. ] I do remember, my lord. Lady Jo told me I should bring Jojen to her during the...event, as you called it.

[ but they hadn't been able to--things happened too quickly for that to be attended to, and he had worried for some...curse, or some other reason that he barely remembers now. as for the help; he nods his head, biting his lip into his mouth as if he was trying to keep from crying. robb didn't cry, and his father didn't cry, and so bran wouldn't cry either, as if he were a babe on his mother's breast still. he is nearly a man grown and he must not cry. ] He cannot walk well, and I cannot carry him. It wouldn't be far, if it would not trouble you.

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[avoirfaim]

[ It's a strange thing, knowing a person's nature without having met them properly. It's a side effect of the event before last that he he remembers with clarity. He is not omnipotent, can't possibly know Bran's true life outside of that false reality inflicted upon them at the time, but he believes, in a way, he does know Bran. Or, at least, he understands how to approach him, doesn't feel the need to test any waters in order to figure him out.

Children are simple anyway; They are far more honest despite their spectacular ability to deceive.

He makes the connection with a look of sympathy in his eyes, his lips tight at the severity of the aforementioned symptoms. ]

How often do his seizures occur, and for how long?

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[climbed]

[ he recognizes this person faintly from the event beforehand--he is hannibal, his head supplies, though bran knew him as hannibal lidell instead of anything other. cousins, and he had been a...cat, maybe? but he had been good to bran and he wonders if perhaps he is a maester or something similar, especially when he asks.

his voice holds no trace of panic, but it is blatantly obvious on his face. ] Only when he's had a vision, my lord, and for minutes at a time. They are not long, but they're a fright either way.

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[boyhood]

<sub>[Oh, look, a rock overturned itself and revealed something interesting! And he didn't even have to go looking very far to find it.

He's heard words like these before, spoken to the same general tune. There are a lot of people asking for time and help on this message board, both items Peter hands out sparingly and only those who ensure they deserve it. But a moment to listen to a boy's heartfelt request... that is something Peter is willing to grant for the time being.]</sub>

That sounds serious.

<sub>[The teenager in the green tunic who answers sounds on his way to being concerned when he turns on the video function. He rarely uses it, but he never rules anything out.

The points of his boots loom large on either side of the camera. Peter is sitting somewhere outside as evident by the foliage around him, the device pointed toward him from a spot between his feet. Arms folded across his knees, he shifts, lowering his head toward the lens. What is Alice supposed to say? Curiouser and curiouser?]</sub>

What kind of waking dreams?

_{[Dreams are usually the key, as he's so often found.]}

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[climbed]

It is very serious. [ he nods, and the gravity of the moment is on his face, in his eyes, in the way he glances down at jojen every couple of seconds, as if to check and see that he's doing well. bran almost thinks that the person speaking with him is a reed--he looks as if he could have been jojen's brother, and even dressed in the colors of house reed. ]

Jojen has the Sight, and so he is able to see the future. [ he pauses for just a second, as if he wouldn't admit this, before he eventually does, softly. ] We've communed in dreams, and sometimes I can do the same, but...Jojen is far more powerful than I am, and I believe he may have had a vision of Wonderland itself.

[ he swallows, trying to put on a brave, princely face for the stranger. ] I've seen this before, but never have I had to help. I don't know what to do, or how to cure him--the more time we spend in Wonderland, the more ill he falls, and I worry that soon the fever will overtake him. There is no Raven here to grant the sight or save someone from death, and I fear that he will perish if I cannot find a way to help.

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[monopolies]

Foaming at the mouth? You sure it ain't rabies? 'Cause the only cure for that is to take him behind the barn with a shot gun.

[ He's even wearing a shirt to show how qualified he is. ]

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[climbed]

[ rabies--that must be the madness that overtakes animals sometimes, perhaps? that could be the only time he saw it, when theon shot a squirrel from a tree before it could come down to them; he'd laughed at the time, because it was a squirrel, but theon had told him it was much worse than that.

(he chooses not to think of theon now, and swallows down the great lump in his throat that always comes with memories of the turncloak who burnt his home.) ]

I assure you he's no animal. [ although he doesn't know what "take him behind the barn with a shotgun" even implies. what's a shotgun?? the world may never know. his brow furrows, and he looks a little irritated. ] I believe I know what's wrong, and there's no way to fix it that I know of.

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[humanities_greatest]

[Christ, newly arrived and she gets to see children seem to be apparently suffering the most. Well this has gotten her into all sorts of foul moods.]

Where are you, boy? Are there no doctors here?

[Probably not, and her own knowledge in medicine isn't as acute as the rest of her skills.]

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On the first floor, my lady. [ oh, a noblewoman of some sort, most certainly--bran would be more concerned with his manners if he wasn't so terrified for the young reed. though jojen has since snapped out of the seizure, he looks terribly ill, and bran fears for losing his closest companion and possible only friend. ]

I--a maester, or a healer, or anything, if we have them then I have only heard stories. Even still, the fever is near uncurable at home. [ it was something they'd bonded over--near death gave them sight. ] I fear greatly for his life, my lady, and I have little knowledge in medicine or--what to do in case it happens again.

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[wolfwild]

[ her voice is hard and plaintive -- as though to think of a bannerman suffering makes her suffer in turn: ] What's happened to him?

[ she does not understand? ill how? and uncommon in what way? she does not mean to sound impatient or callous, but the extremes of her emotion drag her to that tone and leave her feeling exhausted already. ]

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[climbed]

[ there is no one trusts more than lyanna in all of wonderland, and it's absolutely undeniable that some of the tension melts out of his shoulders when he sees her; his brows knit together and he looks, for just a moment, scared to death. ]

He's had a vision--he has the Sight, and the vision had him seize so terribly I thought he wouldn't come out. [ his voice doesn't waver--it takes a lot to keep it steady. ] But, his sister told me in the North that he was gifted the sight because he almost died from greywater fever, and I fear that...

[ well, that part goes unsaid. bran bites his lip for just a second, giving her a sort of desperate, hopeful look. ] Can you help him?

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[ganking]

[ dean has little medical skills beyond patching up wounds and such, which would normally leave him quite on the matter... but it's their time as liddells more than anything that has dean needing to say something. just anything. ]

I bet there's plenty of folk around here who can whip your friend back in shape. Maybe with-- [ and a part of him feels almost conflicted at this. ] -- some sorta special skills. There's a clinic, too-- I know they can help.

[ beat. ]

It'll be alright, Bran.

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[climbed]

[ this one, he recognizes--he had been one of his cousins, during the event. dean, his mind supplies, and though he has no way of helping himself, the kind words that he offers are just as soothing. ] Do you truly think so? I have no coin, and I tried asking the closets for something to help, but was given nothing, despite how giving they've been in the past.

[ granted, he'd said "i need the cure for greywater fever", which gave him a strange bottle of some kind. bran didn't really trust the blue liquid, and set it aside. ]

Thank you for your concern, my lord, truly. [ he gives him a small, tight smile and bobs his head in a bow. ] I have heard strange things of death in this place, as well.

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[hyperkinesia]

[ Bruce hasn't been very keen on talking to pretty much anyone since the last event, honestly, but he still checks out the network, and he can't really ignore the plea for help when a kid is ill. He's not this kind of doctor, he knows it, but he's had some firsthand experiences with viruses and plagues, enough that he's confident he can help in some way. If anything, he can check him out and then take him to the clinic.

He takes really no time to think about whether or not to reply, though he does debate on going with video or not for a moment. ]

I can see your friend, you don't need to give me anything. [ It's not like he needs much here anyway. ] How is he now?

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[climbed]

[ a maester--the hope that crosses bran's face is literally palpable, and he has to do everything to keep his slight composure, though he does smile a little, nodding his head. ] Thank you, my lord, truly, thank you. I have little to repay your kindness, but if there is anything you should need, I would be indebted to you.

[ he looks down at jojen for a second, as if assessing, giving the camera a serious look as he describes it. the symptoms of greywater fever are mainly lost on bran, as he'd never seen such a serious case before he met bran--it was a disease only known to the neck, a sickness he never would have experienced. ] Since he's seized, he's been very weak and feverish. He has been feverish since we arrived, truly, and unable to walk without any form of assistance, such as a walking stick. [ he glances down again, swallows a lump in his throat. ] He is my dearest friend, and I cannot bear to see him in such a state.

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[lightgunhustler]

Bran?

[It's the first time they've spoken since Wonderland had seen fit to throw them together. Outside of the event, they were strangers, but somehow that didn't change the fact that seeing him so pained struck a chord with her, made her stomach turn. Those memories may have been fabricated, but they stuck with her, both vivid and persistent.

She and Bran didn't really know each other, but Wonderland saw to it that she cared anyway.]

I don't know how I can help, but-- I want to. I don't think my first aid will do him much good, but I can help get him to the clinic, see if one of the doctors can do something for him? If they haven't seen this already.

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[climbed]

[ another one of his cousins has approached, bran believes--he recognizes her as jo, who had made him and jojen dinner one night of the so called event. his "older sister", though she was nothing like sansa or arya. she had still been sweet to him, truly, and bran ducks his head in a small bow, politely. ] I have been told of the good Lady Martha, who is some form of healer.

I confess that I fear it is incurable. [ even by the maesters, by the magic of the north. ] It feels as though all I can do is pray to the old gods and new that perhaps he'd come through once more.

Your help is truly kind, my lady. [ and he gives her a small, stressed smile. ] I hope that perhaps Wonderland will be able to help.

[choosesfate]

Hello? There are people here that could look at him- doctors. ( She doesn't know either of the boys but she can't sit and leave them ) I can help you get him to them.

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My lady, thank you very much for your kindness. [ now he's putting on his airs, as a good lord does, and he responds to her video with a serious, more composed expression. ]

I have heard tales of a clinic on the first floor, do you know if they are true?

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[ripstides]

What do you want with Rachel? [ have a wary, protective demigod. yes, that's the first thing he latches onto. he hasn't met anyone else here that shares her name, so it's the first place his mind goes. she's one of his closest friends, it's natural for him to be curious. then his compassion kicks in and he acknowledges that he can't be so selfish. ]

Sorry, I.. She's a really good friend of mine. [ a small apologetic smile flashes to the surface, but his wariness doesn't go anywhere. ] Have you tried taking your friend to a doctor yet? I bet they can come to you if he can't get there himself.

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[climbed]

[ bran's eyes widen a little with the question, but he's not really that surprised--he thinks the man must be a bannerman, or perhaps a sibling? he does not look like the lady rachel but he is fiercely protective over her, as bran might have been over sansa when they were smaller, fighting "demons" while jon put a sheet over his head and pretended to be one. he bows his head once in greeting but does not waver, for he means no harm to the lady at all. ] She is a friend of mine as well, my lord, as we share something in common. The good lady is a seer, as Jojen is, and I merely called upon her in hopes that she might understand as well what Jojen has seen.

[ surely there's no harm in that, though bran thinks, belatedly, he might not tell people that jojen was a seer. the younger reed hadn't been at all conspicious with the information, though, so maybe it would be alright. ] I believe we have heard from a healer on the first floor, who will come at once. Thank you for your concern, my lord, truly, for myself and for Lady Rachel as well.

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[psalmed]

Are you alright? Have you found someone to help you?

[She looks concerned, but also well aware others who were fare more capable may have come earlier.]

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[climbed]

[ she wears red and is of fair hair, and his first thought is lannister. so he speaks with a slight curtness, though he does try and keep his manners, at least bowing his head. ]

I have, my lady. There is a healer not far from where Jojen rests.