BRAMBLE ROSES

STARTERS

Yasmin ( Jade / Cloe / Sasha )

Padme ( Rey / Elly / Anakin )

Bella ( Seth / Jasper / Kate / Marlo )

Lyanna ( Dorcas / Mary / Dany / Ashara )

Debbie ( Annabeth / Meg  )

Meredith ( Arizona / Harper )

Maisie ( Gabriella, tbd )

Cher ( Heather, Veronia, tbd )

Baby ( CJ, tbd ) 

REPLIES

Meredith ( Lexie ) 

AWAITING REPLIES

                   a frown spread across her forehead as she glanced down at the cup in her hand, which was so unlike the goblets she was accustomed to. lyanna found the new dress style more liberating, as she wore some sort of breeches and a long tunic, which seemed acceptable among the commonfolk. her father would’ve been shocked !    ❛   what is this drink ?  i have never seen something so...pink.  ❜

                  ❛     you look familiar. have we met before ?    ❜  meredith enquired, quirking her brow at the blonde. it seemed strange that in a place full of many strangers where she could not even find her friend, there appeared to be a face which stuck in her mind. she could have been mistaken, given that she saw so many new faces within her day - but there was something familiar. 

respond to this if you would like a starter from any of my babies. if you have multiple characters, please include which one you want me to reply to. 

meredith is probably hoping something will happen so she can get in on a new surgery, or will be happily drinking tequila and looking for hesr favourite person, aka cristina yang. 

padme will be confused af and think that there’s some weird force s*** going on just because everything is bright and moves.

lyanna is hoping that she’ll be able to find her family during this bonfire because she hasn’t yet...poor bean.

yasmin is gonna be having the time of her life. she’s totally up for this.

debbie will be thinking she’s cooler than this. 

and finally, bella will be unamused by the amount of people. she’s not exactly the most socially adept. 

“pizza for breakfast?” the dark haired female questioned. but who was she to judge? there’d been plenty of times that she had indulged in pizza for breakfast. “unfortunately, i am too new to this place to actually know where to find good pizza. but i’m sure there is probably a few places around that serve pizza. the only thing is we don’t know which would be good.”

                   ❛    This all sounds very disappointing,  ❜  Meredith grumbled, crossing her arms over her chest. All she wanted was melted cheese and rich dough, not the sweetness of Izzy’s cupcakes or the old cheese in the fridge. ❛   I suppose it’ll be luck of the draw.   ❜

“pizza for breakfast??” tandy questioned. “you’re more of an adult. shouldn’t you be making responsible decisions?? pizza for breakfast does not sound like one.” though, in tandy’s experience, adults were not to be trusted. her dad nearly killed her, and her mother had a list of ex boyfriends that could go on for miles.

                      To say meredith was shocked by the rudeness which the girl showed was an understatement, a frown curved her features with annoyance.  ❛   I have been awake for over forty hours in surgery. If i want to have pizza for my very late dinner, I will.  ❜  Meredith could almost hear Derek going on about the benefits of granola for breakfast.

Jon furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, but then hearing that she spoke the same as he, the confusion faded. It sounded like she was from Winterfell. That’s when she said her name and Jon’s eyes widened tremendously. “Did you just say Stark? Lyanna Stark? Sister to Ned Stark, of Winterfell? I am your nephew. Jon Snow, son to Ned.” Questions began to swim through the males head. She was dead, he had visited her many times with his father. He told Jon about her, how was she here right now. “I thought you were dead.”

                        For a moment Lyanna was s t u n n e d, words escaping her as she tried to understand what this Jon Snow was saying. Perhaps, she had been asleep for so long that she had risen to find herself in a different realm at a different time. ❛   I think I was dead,   ❜  Lyanna whispered, ducking her head as she recalled all that had felt like the day before to her. ❛   Jon Snow ?  My brother’s son ?  But Ned would ne--,   ❜  Lyanna stopped herself, catching her words as she looked up at the boy again. That raven hair was similar to her own and she searched his face for similarities to the man she had loved.     ❛   When were you born ?  ❜

“And I bet you can’t wait to figure it all out.” He fell to her side easily, having exited the diner across the way only to see the girl out. He was relieved she wasn’t one of the people that died by Thanos’ actions. He was already angry enough that Thanos killed his brother, he wasn’t sure how great it would be for anyone around if he lost anyone else he held some care for. “You’re here alone?” He looks around, almost expecting Darcy to appear from a corner.

                         Relief !  It was the first emotion, followed by awkwardness and a hint of sadness. Jane had not seen Thor since the break-up, but it was a c o m f o r t to her her that he had not faded away like so many around her. She still cared for him, it was not the lack of love which caused her to break up with him. She smiled, letting out an awkward laugh as she tucked her hair behind her ear. ❛   You know me. Always eager to figure out what the hell is going on !   ❜  she tried to keep her voice light, as she continued.  ❛   It happens  a lot. What about you ? Anyone here with you ?    ❜

“i don’t really know. i haven’t heard about many places that are open early enough to sell pizza in the mornings.” the alien said. starfire had always enjoyed pizza ever since she arrived on earth, so she wouldn’t mind getting some herself. “but i don’t think there would be a place around here since this town seems pretty small.” she added.

                ❛   That is just my luck,   ❜  she grumbled, crossing over her arms. The soft knit of her sweater was the only comfort which she had, as her stomach grumbled in desperation for that pizza and her head demanded that she lay down. ❛  It I were still in Seattle, this would not be an issue.   ❜

Scorpius was there at the hospital to nurse. It definitely wasn’t St. Mungo’s, where magic was used to heal people along with potions, but it was actually quite fun. And Scorpius knew how to do a lot of things because that stuff they learned as Healer’s as well. “Oh, there’s this really good diner a few blocks away,” Scorpius said as he pulled off some gloves. He was so young to be here, but they needed the help, and Scorpius was pretty much qualified. He’s been studying being in medicine since he was fourteen. “I think they have certain things all day, and pizza is one of them I remember,” he hummed. 

                   ❛   You have made my day !   ❜  Meredith proclaimed, pleased that the nurse had been able to provide her with  a suitable place to go and eat. All she wanted to do was eat & sleep, the weight of doing a double shift weighing her down. She was certain that her fellow surgeons in this new hospital did not have the same surgery o b s e s s i o n as her colleagues in Seattle Grace. 

She held no resentment towards the Stark girl, only towards Rhaegar. If Ashara was to see him again she would quite gladly give the prince a piece of her mind, and quite possibly more. Lyanna Stark was but a child at the tourney and yet he stole her away from her family and her betrothed. Not that she was missing much with Robert Baratheon, a boar of a man and rather oafish - rumoured to have several bastards in the Storm Lands already, Ashara was glad Lyanna escaped from a loveless marriage. She had heard that Lyanna died birthing a babe, this made her heart ache - for her daughter, the babe had been stillborn and her wolf-blooded lover lost in a war started over his sister being taken. She only wished to find her friend and hoped that in this new land Elia and her children would have been spared. She had wept for days at the loss of her friend and found herself in the highest tower of Starfall - and then all she could see was black. 

With caution she approached the raven-haired wolf, her hands clasped in front of her. They had never spoken, not that Ashara could remember. She was infatuated with Lyanna’s elder brother, Brandon. With a smile on her face, she placed her hand on her shoulder, careful not to frighten her. “Lady Lyanna, I am glad to see you are safe and well.” She was glad that the young Stark girl was safe where she would be able to watch over her for Brandon.”I have heard whispers that we are in a place called Winterwall?” Everything in this world was strange to the maid with the purple eyes, from the way people dressed and to how they spoke. What confused her the most was the things they went from place to place in. 

                   Throughout her short life, Lyanna had very few dealings with Ashara Dayne. Company was kept with the lady’s brother, who had shown kinship with her own love, Rhaegar. During those final days when she was heavy with child and fretting over the survival of all those she had cared for, Ser Arthur had been a friend to her. It was a strange world that she had been thrown into, too many politics for her straightforward mind. She said what she thought and had little patience for oafish men. How f o r t u n a t e  she had been to escape the clutches of  Robert. A war had destroyed all of her happiness. And then, she had not been able to hold her boy a she bled, the winter rose which Rhaegar had given her wilting in a vase. It had been the saddest day of her life, for she knew that her boy would be vulnerable. 

Intaking a sharp breath, Lyanna stepped forward to greet the Lady of Starfall.  ❛   It has not been without its difficulties,   ❜  the wolf-maid admitted, catching her bottom lip between her teeth. In many ways, she still felt like a girl rather than a woman. ❛   Winterwall ?   There is nothing wintery about it. Up in the heart of the North, that is a true winter. ❜ Rolling her shoulders, a nervous smile lifted on to her lips.  ❛   How have you fared, Lady Ashara ?   ❜

Jon had been observing this strange place for a while now, just trying to understand his surroundings. He felt like a fish out of water; though that was not a feeling he wasn’t used to. He always felt like an outsider, maybe that’s why he was so good at being in situations like this. However; this place had him beat. 

He heard a woman voice the same thoughts he had and glanced over to her. She looked familiar, but he couldn’t put his finger on it. “You are not alone on that,” he said simply. “Winterwall is like nothing I’ve seen before.”

                      Warmth blossomed in her heart, strands of familiarity forged from the sound of a Northern lilt. As far as Lyanna was aware, she had never crossed paths with the lad who stood in front of her. But she found herself strangely comforted by his presence, in the same way that she had felt around her brother Ned. ❛   You are from the North.   ❜  A statement made, rather than a question offered. ❛   Winterwall sounds similar to my own home.   ❜  Memories of stone walls, hot springs and glass gardens came to mind, as she looked at the strange built up town with confusion & curiosity. ❛   I am Lyanna, by the way. Lyanna Stark.   ❜