[Stiles wasn't really paying too much attention to anything other than the book open on top of the stack he was bringing, staff knocking against walls when he turned too quickly. He looked up to see the door open as promised and came in, eyes already back to his books as he distractedly came into her room.]
Okay, there's something here for causing a deep sleep, so maybe there's something to wake someone up from it. Ooh, here's a stasis spell. I can't do that yet. I brought salt...
[He looked up, giving Gendry a nod as he moved over to the bed. Sansa looked... fine. Better than fine. Pink cheeks and looking like she'd just decided to take a nap. He didn't touch her, figuring that Gendry had already tried the shake and wake attempt and he wasn't sure if Gendry had... ah, designs on her or not and the last thing he needed was a black eye over a misunderstanding. Stupid medieval types.]
Hey. So... yeah. Give me a minute to go through this. Make a ring around her bed with salt and maybe sprinkle some on her hands. Maybe her lips? Anything to try to get it into her or on her to see if it's as simple as just breaking a spell.
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[At least Nymeria was familiar with Stiles, because the wolf seemed to content to stand beside the bed and seem threatening enough that it would be a poor idea for either of them to do anything they oughtn't. His eyes darted in the direction of the parlor, and he nodded. This talk of salt seemed odd, but he wasn't the expert.]
Aye. Do what you have to. Just don't get no ideas of kissing her. The wolf won't much like that.
[He didn't think anything of it since he didn't know Alayne had siblings that might kill him and laugh while they finger painted with his blood, so he moved to slide his books onto the bed beside her, taking out a bit of salt before handing the bag over to Gendry.]
Make a ring. I'll do the bits on her hands and mouth. And no, you jackass, I'm not going to kiss her. Aside from the fact that we're not in love, I generally prefer the girls I'm with to be conscious. Kind of starting to wonder what you think of me, blacksmith boy.
[But he takes the bag and dutifully begins to make a ring around the bed. It seems a waste of salt, though. And what will Sigrid say when she comes in to find this mess?]
Hey, I'm not just a wizard, you know. And they can take that back any time.
[Something he was very aware of. He had no idea if he'd still be able to do magic without the staff or if it got broken, so he was sort of covetous about it. Leave his stick alone, bro.
But he moved to sprinkle a little salt over Sansa's hands, then moved up to open her mouth just a little, drawing back her lower lip to sprinkle a little salt on the inside before closing it. Then he stood back and waited for Gendry to finish.]
[The last of the salt was at the wall because it was truly not possible to form a circle without moving the bed itself from the wall. But he reckoned this should be sufficient for the task.]
Before they do, is there any words you need to say?
Um... no? Salt itself is supposed to break a spell. You don't need bibitty bobitty boo for that.
[But his shoulders were slumping a bit as Sansa showed no signs of waking. He sighed, moving over to the table where his books were and started to flick through the pages.]
Okay, so... that didn't work. Time for something else.
[He gave a distracted shrug, reading past how to make someone vomit slugs and continuing to flip pages as he tried to find anything about sleeping spells.]
[He shoots a sympathetic glance towards the Stark siblings before finding a chest to sit on. If they're going to be stuck here, then he can't very well leave either.]
It don't seem right, someone doing this to her. She ain't ever hurt anyone.
No, she hasn't. If I find out someone has done this to her, we can both go do a little tap dance on their nuts. Then maybe set them on fire. Fire's good.
Arya found her. [He pauses and realizes maybe he shouldn't have admitted that. Well, it's too late now.] It ain't yet been an hour since I first heard.
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WALK INTO THE CLUB LIKE WHATTUP I GOT A BIG... STICK.
Okay, there's something here for causing a deep sleep, so maybe there's something to wake someone up from it. Ooh, here's a stasis spell. I can't do that yet. I brought salt...
[He looked up, giving Gendry a nod as he moved over to the bed. Sansa looked... fine. Better than fine. Pink cheeks and looking like she'd just decided to take a nap. He didn't touch her, figuring that Gendry had already tried the shake and wake attempt and he wasn't sure if Gendry had... ah, designs on her or not and the last thing he needed was a black eye over a misunderstanding. Stupid medieval types.]
Hey. So... yeah. Give me a minute to go through this. Make a ring around her bed with salt and maybe sprinkle some on her hands. Maybe her lips? Anything to try to get it into her or on her to see if it's as simple as just breaking a spell.
It feels like deja vu...
Aye. Do what you have to. Just don't get no ideas of kissing her. The wolf won't much like that.
idk if i should go?? WHATEVER I'M GOING
What does he mean getting ideas of kissing her? And for that matter, how did Stiles find the room so fast? He never heard Gendry give directions.
Suspicious.]
I SAW THAT. YOU CAD
Make a ring. I'll do the bits on her hands and mouth. And no, you jackass, I'm not going to kiss her. Aside from the fact that we're not in love, I generally prefer the girls I'm with to be conscious. Kind of starting to wonder what you think of me, blacksmith boy.
SUCH A FIEND
[But he takes the bag and dutifully begins to make a ring around the bed. It seems a waste of salt, though. And what will Sigrid say when she comes in to find this mess?]
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[Something he was very aware of. He had no idea if he'd still be able to do magic without the staff or if it got broken, so he was sort of covetous about it. Leave his stick alone, bro.
But he moved to sprinkle a little salt over Sansa's hands, then moved up to open her mouth just a little, drawing back her lower lip to sprinkle a little salt on the inside before closing it. Then he stood back and waited for Gendry to finish.]
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Before they do, is there any words you need to say?
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[But his shoulders were slumping a bit as Sansa showed no signs of waking. He sighed, moving over to the table where his books were and started to flick through the pages.]
Okay, so... that didn't work. Time for something else.
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How long you think it will take to find something?
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Until I find it.
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It don't seem right, someone doing this to her. She ain't ever hurt anyone.
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[He'll just... sit down. There's nothing he can do now. Not when it matters.]
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Can you remember the last time you talked to her?
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[And why should they? It wouldn't be proper.]
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Maybe you should. Maybe we all should, if people are going around magicking people.