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тнeon greyjoy ([personal profile] reek) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs2018-05-01 12:33 am

Semi-closed

Who: Theon Greyjoy ([personal profile] reek) & Various
What: Theon got a canon update! It's not pretty. Here's a catchall.
When: May
Where: Olympia...mostly not leaving his home tbh
Warning(s): Typical ASOIAF/GoT warnings & added torture mentions



[ Starters will be in the comments! If you would like one and we haven't talked about it yet, PM me or grab me at [plurk.com profile] muttonchops, or just wildcard me. Theon will largely not be around Olympia, but he will visit the stasis units closer to the end of the month if you want to catch him then. ]
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[personal profile] ininhuman 2018-05-02 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Theon's absence has gone on enough that Maximus, while finding the situation peculiar, assumes that Theon disappeared because he wanted to. He knows that Theon is haunted by past traumas, he'd witnessed it himself, and that Theon would like nothing more than to leave it behind. As far as Maximus was concerned, it made sense enough that between that and the reappearance of Ramsay, Theon would run.

So it's a bit startling when the lock jiggles and Theon walks in. Or. Well, it is Theon. But his appearance is shocking. Maximus is up from the chair he's been sitting in. He can't even hide the sheer look of confusion and surprise on his face.
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What the hell happened to you?

[ Maybe Ramsay Bolton had something to do with the disappearance after all. ]
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[personal profile] ininhuman 2018-05-06 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Well, I doubt that.

[ And since it's clear that Theon has no intentions of saying what befell him to turn him this way, Maximus has to move on to the next point of curiosity. While he does recognize that perhaps Theon needs to rest, that can happen after.

Theon can have all the time in the world to rest. Maximus needs to know now.
]

Where were you? You'd be alarmed at how many people were asking for you.

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[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-05-01 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's had the hurried walk over to prepare herself, heart thudding painfully in her chest. Stannis' recollection of the Theon he saw in Westeros bounces around in her head, and she prays it's not so. She's prayed a lot these past three days despite not being particularly religious--prayed Theon stayed asleep, prayed he didn't awaken to some painful new existence that left him worse off than he was.

Her prayers aren't answered and Stannis' words don't prepare her for what she sees when she steps into the room.]


Theon.

[It's almost a question. He doesn't look like the young man she grew to care for, that she's wept over. He looks like a ghost, so pale and fragile, like he might crumble at the slightest touch. Claire, a woman that's seen the horrors of war and worse, can't stop the sob that escapes her throat as the sight settles into her mind.

Ramsay did this. She squeezes her eyes shut for a long moment, shoving down the urge to turn on her heel and storm out for a fight she could never win.

She has to focus on what she can do.]


I did miss you. Very much. [Comes the reply at last, voice shaking as she tries and fails to stop the tears. This poor boy. Slowly, despite the almost overwhelming need to clutch him to her body, she moves to sit on the edge of the bed, looking him over. Looking for something, anything she can help with.]
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[personal profile] nineteenfortyfive 2018-05-01 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's like someone trying to sound like Theon. He's skin and bone and so small that it does hurt to look at him. She's ashamed for that. Claire doesn't acknowledge the comment about weeping besides trying to compose herself, taking a few shuddering breathes and rubbing at her eyes with gloved fingers. They're red-rimmed from days of crying, but the very least she can do for him is be strong when he clearly cannot.]

Theon. I do know your name. I know you, and you know me. [And so her heart crumbles to see him pull away from her, like she might strike him.] I have never hurt you, and I never will. I swear it. [Though she imagines words mean little to him, now--God only knows what Ramsay said to him, did to him. Though from what she can see, she can begin to paint a picture. It's not pretty.]

It's all right. Let me see you.

[She doesn't reach out to touch him, but she does hold out her hands to him, palms up.]

Let me see your hands.

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[personal profile] unprays 2018-05-01 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the second she hears from Claire, the quick, frantic confirmation that yes, he's here, he's awake, she's on her way — she doesn't care if she runs the risk of seeing Ramsay on the way, doesn't care of any previous quarrel she had with Theon, doesn't even care if he wants to see her or not. she wants to see him, and by the Gods, she will not go away before she has.

but if she expects there to be resistance, cold words telling her to leave, what she finds is far, far worse. instead of lashing out, Theon is pulling away, making himself small like he could pass notice like that. she takes in his appearance: his hair, winter-touched and white, his skin pale as death, the wild fear in his eyes.

(if she thought she'd hated Ramsay before, it's nothing, nothing compared to what she feels, now.)
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Theon

[ her voice shakes, but doesn't shatter — she's too good at this, holding back. she kneels down but doesn't come closer to him. this may not be the same Theon she met in Winterfell, but there are echoes, and she remembers. ]

... who was it, then? [ the way he speaks it, you, with an emphasis. not you but someone else.

she wants to scream, cry, she wants to throw her arms around him and never let go. she wants to ask him, what did he do to you, she wants to tell him you'll be better, eventually, it's not impossible.

she does none of it.
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[personal profile] unprays 2018-05-07 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[ tears do not come easy to her: she can feel them, the tightness in her throat, the need to blink her eyes until the burning sensation stops. no, she tells herself, he deserves more than my pity.

a moment passes where she wonders whether it was right to ask, whether she should have said something else, whether she should have said nothing at all — but then Theon speaks, thin and brittle and yet.

and yet, Sansa knows his voice, takes the words for what they are: the truth. she'd said it once, truth is either terrible or boring, and it is, it is. more terrible than she thought to be possible.
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Jeyne.

[ how long has it been since she thought of her friend? her sweet, innocent, soft friend she'd left in Winterfell. what had happened to Jeyne Poole in her Westeros? death, she imagined, one way or the other. and yet death was a sweeter song than the fate of the Jeyne Poole Theon knew. ]

... she was my good friend. I — Lord Stannis said it was Arya, not me. But I told him it couldn't be, Arya would have killed Ramsay and all the Boltons. But Jeyne —

[ her voice breaks, shattered like glass, sharp and fine and painful. ]

... did you — [ Did you save her? she thinks, but can't quite manage the question. ]

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[personal profile] song_of_ice 2018-05-02 04:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[This is a different Theon than the one Jon had seen at Dragonstone. While he had been haggard, the haunted look in his eyes hadn't been so consuming. There was awareness and a glimmer of...well, not the old Theon, but not a shell of a man either. He had strength to go fight for his sister and restraint to listen to his uncle's taunts.

He wasn't broken, not completely. Not like this.

Jon doesn't know how to take it all in. The sight is gruesome. He is older beyond his years and torn apart in ways he hadn't imagined. The loss of his teeth, his white hair, he looks as if he's the walking dead.

Even his voice is unnerving. As best as he can, Jon tries to keep his face blank, but there was no masking the horror in his voice.]


You were in stasis? Did they give you more memories?

[This was far worse than Ramsay simply killing him. This was a walking testament of torture.]
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[personal profile] song_of_ice 2018-05-04 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's hard to look at Theon and even worse to feel him staring. Unnerved, he looked away, first at the ground and then around the room. Anything to have a moment away from the decrepit form before him.

This was far worse than anything he'd seen before.]


You didn't escape yet?

[He won't ask about the torture. He knew from Stannis that Arya was supposedly married to Ramsay, though that didn't sound right. Beyond him only knowing of Sansa's marriage, Arya was missing...she couldn't have been caught only to be sold as a bride.]

Did you see my sister?

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[personal profile] veneries 2018-05-02 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[At first Ramsay doesn't recongise who he's looking at. He's just checked that his father is still here, and stopped at the sight of a wraith-like thing standing among the pods.

When the features resolve themselves into a figure that he knows, anger stirs in his gut. This isn't Reek. This isn't the man he'd kept in the Dreadfort and molded into his tool. (That other man comes to mind. Another Ramsay, stood there in Winterfell and offering to flay two boys for Theon Greyjoy.)

He's studying the creature when it speaks, and Ramsay can't help it:]
Who the fuck is Jeyne?
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[personal profile] veneries 2018-05-12 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
The steward's daughter. [There's an unconscious mocking lilt to his voice, the condescension from a lord to the pathetic creature in his path.

It's hard to think clearly over the anger, but Reek's submissiveness helps. That, at least, hasn't changed. He approaches as though about to round on him, but turns at the last second to look at the girl.]
She's not much to look at. [He doesn't recognise her, which means she can't come from the Dreadfort. His gaze lingers on her, as if his attention isn't squarely on the husk of a man beside him.]

But I suppose looks aren't everything, are they Reek?

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[personal profile] dorzalta 2018-05-06 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It was one thing to respect Theon's wishes. She'd stubbornly believed him to still be the man she remembered from home, but there was only so much fighting she was willing to do for someone who clearly wished to be left alone. It was another to leave him be after learning he'd been in stasis. Part of her debated checking in through the network--but it was so impersonal, and time after time again proved that text was far more troublesome than a face to face conversation.

It takes some wrangling to find where Theon lives. Inquiries and insistence. But she discovers where he resides, and after visits with a few others she'd desperately wished to see in Olympia, Dany finds herself on Theon's doorstep.

Knocking.

Waiting. ]
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[personal profile] dorzalta 2018-05-06 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She resists, just barely, the urge to roll her eyes. That's his voice--but it sounds... broken. Far more than the echoing voice of the man who stepped into her court that day in Meereen; far different than the booming arrogance and barking laughter of the Theon who walked these lands.

For a moment, she wonders: what did stasis do to him? ]


It's Daenerys. [ Spoken not in a steely tone, but of something inquiring. ] I wished to see you.

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