[ Sam felt a sense of trepidation prior to stepping onto the transport, but he couldn’t deny his curious nature and what this exploration may lead to. He follows the lead of others and mirrors their actions, getting the impression that they knew what they were doing. The process makes him feel queasy and Sam is hoping that it doesn't take too long for him to reach his destination. He closes his eyes for a few moments, breathes in deeply and then suddenly the queasy feelings ends; is it over?
He opens his eyes to take a good look around, watching other people head towards something that resembles a campsite of sorts. It's familiar and yet not at the same time - Sam doesn't know what the coolers were and the fires didn't look like they were set for cooking on. Still, he won't deny himself food and a warm fire to sit in front of. The company would be nice as well.
It isn't long until Sam makes his way towards one of the tents, finding it empty. Good. This one he will claim for tonight. Not that he wasn't opposed to other people stopping by, but he also needed somewhere to sleep. Sam leaves his bag down before examining a nearby cooler to see what was inside, discovering that it contained food and bottles with a clear liquid inside. He lifts a couple of the bottles with the word 'beer' on it and another container with 'vegetable soup' written; it was all very well and good but how was he going to open it?
Sam frowns and glances around for something that would pierce the soup container, then realises that he would need a way to heat the food up.
Someone help him please. ]
A fork in the road:
[ From his brief time at the Thesa Station Sam remembers some information about each of the cities and what they had to offer. It doesn't surprise him that the citizens would try to lure people to stay, to secure their allegiance and grow in both strength and numbers. The opulent items that those from Olympia displayed reminds Sam of the rich nobles of his own world. Families like the Lannisters. He takes a particular interest in the Pegasi, finding them strange and fascinating at the same time, wondering what manner of creature they were. Sam is also equally interested in the serpents and the dragon blood; once again he is reminded of his home. Or well, a particular family - the Targaryens. How fascinating would it to be to potentially see a real dragon for himself?
At the same time, his interest in Olympia is sparked by the mention of temples. Maybe they had libraries and books about the history of this world. Sam's desire to learn and seek knowledge had, for the most part, never steered him wrong. He also thought about Gilly and baby Sam; if they joined him in this place, he would want for them to well looked after. Would that mean having to secure wealth or a weapon to protect them? Sam was conflicted about where to choose to live. He didn't want to make the wrong decision.
He stands in the middle of the road, looking between each of the paths, hoping that someone would be able to help him make a choice through expressing their own experiences of whatever city they lived in. ]
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Sam Tarly | Game of Thrones
[ Sam felt a sense of trepidation prior to stepping onto the transport, but he couldn’t deny his curious nature and what this exploration may lead to. He follows the lead of others and mirrors their actions, getting the impression that they knew what they were doing. The process makes him feel queasy and Sam is hoping that it doesn't take too long for him to reach his destination. He closes his eyes for a few moments, breathes in deeply and then suddenly the queasy feelings ends; is it over?
He opens his eyes to take a good look around, watching other people head towards something that resembles a campsite of sorts. It's familiar and yet not at the same time - Sam doesn't know what the coolers were and the fires didn't look like they were set for cooking on. Still, he won't deny himself food and a warm fire to sit in front of. The company would be nice as well.
It isn't long until Sam makes his way towards one of the tents, finding it empty. Good. This one he will claim for tonight. Not that he wasn't opposed to other people stopping by, but he also needed somewhere to sleep. Sam leaves his bag down before examining a nearby cooler to see what was inside, discovering that it contained food and bottles with a clear liquid inside. He lifts a couple of the bottles with the word 'beer' on it and another container with 'vegetable soup' written; it was all very well and good but how was he going to open it?
Sam frowns and glances around for something that would pierce the soup container, then realises that he would need a way to heat the food up.
Someone help him please. ]
A fork in the road:
[ From his brief time at the Thesa Station Sam remembers some information about each of the cities and what they had to offer. It doesn't surprise him that the citizens would try to lure people to stay, to secure their allegiance and grow in both strength and numbers. The opulent items that those from Olympia displayed reminds Sam of the rich nobles of his own world. Families like the Lannisters. He takes a particular interest in the Pegasi, finding them strange and fascinating at the same time, wondering what manner of creature they were. Sam is also equally interested in the serpents and the dragon blood; once again he is reminded of his home. Or well, a particular family - the Targaryens. How fascinating would it to be to potentially see a real dragon for himself?
At the same time, his interest in Olympia is sparked by the mention of temples. Maybe they had libraries and books about the history of this world. Sam's desire to learn and seek knowledge had, for the most part, never steered him wrong. He also thought about Gilly and baby Sam; if they joined him in this place, he would want for them to well looked after. Would that mean having to secure wealth or a weapon to protect them? Sam was conflicted about where to choose to live. He didn't want to make the wrong decision.
He stands in the middle of the road, looking between each of the paths, hoping that someone would be able to help him make a choice through expressing their own experiences of whatever city they lived in. ]
Wildcard! Exactly what the word suggests! Hit me up with a prompt or contact me on plurk @marymoo or via PM and we will work something out!