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[alayne]

[ it's been a long time, months and months, since sansa had addressed wonderland. many moon cycles came and gone and people has well. today finds her in silks the color of the bluest skies and her hair in an elaborated braid that might remind some of a departed queen whose hair was silver. ]

Good people of Wonderland, I hope today finds you well.

[ formal and perhaps distanced, too. sansa had kept to her chambers for days on end, had not traded words with anyone. the stings were perhaps a bit too much. she had given herself some time to collect herself again and when the need came.

well, there she is. ]

Many people came and gone from this Wonderland of ours and I am missing a companion of my own. A direwolf named Lyanne I have sent to search for some friends that I have found - have departed from among us and were sent free.

[ her voice doesn't quiver, she tidies her gown and speaks again ]

She is highly likely still searching yet I must request that if you happen upon her, you shall tell her to find me. She is a direwolf of the north, larger than a wolf and smaller than a bear, her eyes are golden and her coat is that of grey for.

[ a beat and ]

And I am Lady Sansa of House Stark.

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[alayne]

it should be part of your title, truly, finders of direwolves.

[ said with a bright, rare smile. sansa has lost too much recently but the pines twins are something she has gained.

something she is not terrified of losing. she's so well-educated in the art of loss. ]

you must promise me to be careful, however.

[powerofmabel]

We're always careful. [they are not.] Dipper's too paranoid not to be.

[okay that's true...]

[alayne]

are you truly.

[ there is evident humor there because even sansa knows it's not true. but the last part is, well, almost true. for all the paranoia, dipper does tend to find himself in trouble. judging by the messages left on her mirror, he seemed to have run into some with the girl on the other side.

the one sansa absolutely loathes. ]

I could accompany you. mayhaps she'll appear if we are all together.

[powerofmabel]

Yeah! [this seems to utterly delight her.] Then you can be part of a real Mystery Twin Adventure. Trademark pending.

[alayne]

I do not believe I ever took part in an adventure.

[ she used to believe king's landing to be one but that had proved to be quiet a different experience. what mabel describes is something more enjoyable and daring, something sansa never really experienced outside of stories.

but maybe. ]

you shall have to teach me, I think.

[powerofmabel]

Sansa, as Wonderland is my witness, you're gonna have the best adventure of your life, because you're my friend, and I take care of my friends.

[alayne]

[ she laughs a bit because, isn't it what she always dreamed of before she had to grow up and give up dreaming altogether? but with mabel, maybe sansa can just be and smile and laugh and feel less troubled. her company does seem to create this effect. ]

I have something for you. for your name day. I - forgive me, I was too ill to join the celebrations.

[powerofmabel]

My... name... day? OH! [she snaps her fingers, realizing that she must mean birthday.] It's okay! And I have something I wanted to show you too.

[she turns a little scarlet and rubs the back of her head.] It's not very fancy, but since I'm your bannerwoman and all, I wanted something to help me look the part.

[alayne]

Truly?

[ her smile remains though it softens around the edge. she cannot truly tell mabel what it means for her to have bannermen, what it would have meant for her in westeros. she cannot lest she'll sadden her. not many ladies have bannerwomen but sansa knows from her lady mother and queen cersei and queen margaery and queen daenerys how strong women can be, stronger than men, even.

courtesy is a lady's favor, her septa said ages ago and some women carry heavier weapons, deadlier, too. ]

what is it? is it a cape?

[powerofmabel]

Kiiinda... [She ducks out of view and then returns a moment later wearing a gray-and-white sweater with a slightly less detailed direwolf head on it. it's possible she drilled her brother about Stark colors and symbols, since he lived through the Westeros event and she didn't.

There is, in fact, a tiny matching cape buttoned to the shoulders.] See? It's a Stark sweater!

[alayne]

[ it is a small gesture and sansa had never seen a young girl dress in that manner. the thing looks like a man's tunic, only warmer and softer and it makes her smile, a tight smile that holds much in it.

Mabel will never know how few dare wear those colors and the sigil, how few who dare such are left.

and what it means to sansa, to see her House's colors again. ]

I think it's beautiful.

[powerofmabel]

[Mabel blushes a little.] Thanks. I can make you one too, if you want! It's not as fancy as the stuff you usually wear, but... modern fashion's not too bad, right?

[alayne]

It would be an honor to have one. I imagine it would also be a blessing when winter shall come upon us.

[ not that Sansa is usually cold here in Wonderland. a child of the north, the little snow of wonderland's winters barely registers. still, she would never refuse such an offer. ]

Perhaps I can come and see you, and give you your nameday present.

[powerofmabel]

Yeah! Dipper's out doing... Dipper things right now, so it'll just be us girls.

[And girl time is very important, especially when one is dealing with fancy princesses that Mabel is trying to slowly convert to the wonders of modern society.]

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[alayne]

I shall see you shortly, then.

[ she feels a bit unsure without lyanne at her side but she walks towards her room, trying to call forward a sense of confidence. she knocks on the door and waits. a little package wrapped in satin in her hands. ]

happy belated nameday.

[ that's what she says with a smile when the door is opened. what. it's an important day in a girl's life. ]

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[powerofmabel]

Thanks! [Mabel beams cheerfully and opens the door the rest of the way so Sansa can step inside.] Is that my present?

[decorum tends to vanish out the window when you're a young girl and there are presents.]

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[alayne]

Yes, it is.

[ said with a brighter smile. sansa turns coy, a little mischief sneaking into her tone and expression as she asks, innocently ]

would you care to see it?

[ she doesn't wait for a response, opens the sheets on the bed. inside there is a new silk cape in silver, a pattern of flowers sewn carefully in white thread, sansa's handwork, no doubt. above them, rests a little trinket in silver ]

for you. I made certain of your size, it should fit well, I reckon.

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[powerofmabel]

[Mabel's eyes go wide and her hands go to her mouth. She's never had anything so fancy before- that sort of happens when you handmake your own clothes and only really wear sweaters, but even if she did go shopping at all the places Pacifica goes, she'd never have anything so pretty. In fact, the idea that Pacifica would freak out over the finery delights her a little.]

Sansa, it's so pretty. Did you make this? [she's almost hesitant to touch it, but she gets over it pretty quickly and proceeds to run her hands over the silk like she's petting a cat.] So silky...

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[alayne]

[ when sansa nods, her smile turns sweeter, happiness making its way to her eyes at the compliment. it's been a long time she had anyone to give gifts to, especially in the form of another young lady. ]

I thought you might wish to wear it when the weather turns colder.

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[powerofmabel]

[Mabel scoffs] Girlfriend, I wear sweaters every day of my life. I won't have to wait.

[and to prove it, she goes and clasps it around her shoulders. It was probably not meant to be worn with a handknit turtleneck, but Mabel will work it like it was.] Ta da! [she does a little spin on one foot to make the cloak swish around her.]