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don't count your chickens...

Discussion in 'Pandora, Year 1 - 7' started by Hild, May 6, 2018.

  1. Hild

    Hild Guest

    9th May
    @Robb Stark

    Hild had been up early that morning; a farm did not run itself and she was enjoying the work as best she could. Hard work brought its own reward, and it helped to feed and accommodate her for the moment while she got her bearings in this kingdom. Hild understood the idea of what this place was, and felt as though it was something akin to purgatory, though few entertained her ideas and her debates on the topic. That was fine; she was used to being around those who did not believe in the one God; Praise Him. Given that she had little else to do, she had thrown herself into her work. It had only been a week but she enjoyed it and knew at least what she was doing, in a place where she felt like she knew little about anything.

    So, everything had continued at a slow but steady pace for her for the past few days until this morning when she'd caught someone stealing a chicken from the coop. By the time she'd got out to the yard, they'd scarpered but she had got a good enough look at the person to have an idea of who she was looking for. She was good with faces. Really good.

    With her sword in hand, she'd made off in the direction the thief had headed in until she'd reached Pandora Town. She'd been here once before, and the buildings and people were still intimidating. Despite it, her sense of justice prevailed and she walked down the street until she found the person she was looking for, sat outside what looked to be some kind of eatery with someone else; a woman. Hild's breath hitched but she wasted no time in drawing her sword, approaching the man. She pressed the tip of silver against the back of his neck, "Don't move, don't even breath." Hild instructed him as the woman opposite him started screaming, "Where is my chicken?"
     
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  2. Robb Stark

    Robb Stark A Song of Ice and Fire

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    Robb was spending a lot of his free time out of Pandora Town lately. Maybe it was the fresh air or perhaps it was the stress. Whatever the reason, he hardly thought much of it. He just sort of wandered around with Grey Wind when he didn't have a purpose. There was a half thought today though. Trying to figure out if he could maybe purchase a horse. He would have to rent a stall and it would probably be a pretty pound to upkeep but it would help in many other regards. He missed horseback writing.

    He was wandering around Pandora Town though. Grey Wind just a few paces back and while he had been startling the first few times, it seemed that the general populace was at least getting use to the sight of the giant wolf with the Commander of the Watch. Most people knew that the two were connected and it was difficult not to look for the other when you spotted one. Most people seemed to wave to him in greeting while still avoiding the dire wolf as much as possible. Understandable, really.

    Robb turned a corner, fully intent on finishing his errand of grabbing dinner before heading home. He was tired and that was also normal. But what was not normal was the sight of a woman with a sword. Holding said sword to the back of someone's neck. Of course he had no idea what the hell was going on but it needed to be stopped. So he stepped forward and put his hand on the hilt of his own sword, though it stayed sheathed. Typically escalating the situation before trying to talk the woman down was bad. Very bad.

    Where is my chicken? Robb coughed at that point to draw attention to himself and the other woman seated at the table said something along the lines of Commander Stark. "I'm going to need you to lower that sword, Miss." He looked at the blonde woman with a tight smile on his lips. Of course that was hardly the only thing that happened. Grey Wind circled around to stand beside Robb, calm as you please in the middle of the area. "And perhaps we can find out where your chicken is if you'd be so kind as to take a step back." A newcomer? Normally that was the case. Doubly so for a single chicken. Hopefully it wasn't a golden chicken or something. That would have been weird but Pandora was certainly weird.
     
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  3. Hild

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    Miss? Miss? Hild turned to face the man who had a sword sheathed at his belt. The man in front of her was still crying out that he didn't know anything about any chicken of any sort. Hild rasped through her teeth. Had Uthred been here, he might have known what to do, he might have known how to get the man to confess, but she knew her threats only ran so far. She couldn't look as terrifying as man could; her stature and age went against her somewhat. Hild did lower the sword but did not take a step back, neither did she sheath it.

    She was well trained enough to spot another solider or someone who held an air of authority. She had been raised in Alfred's England; she had some respect for people in those positions. However, it only ran so far- she wanted to get her chicken back. That was important to her. "I saw him steal my chicken this morning, from the farm." The man was still protesting that she was crazy and he had no idea what she was talking about. "I was it back; I want retribution." Hild wanted nothing less and was not in a mood to back down.
     
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  4. Robb Stark

    Robb Stark A Song of Ice and Fire

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    Robb thought it was interesting that people could latch onto a number of things to cope with being in Pandora. A variety of people thought a number of things were important. Some of them similar but there were also oddities that he felt he would never fully understand. Perhaps this situation was one of them. Because while he could understand how lack of livestock could hurt a number of people there was a large different (no pun intended) between a cow and a chicken. Stealing was indeed bad but it was a single chicken. That hardly warranted a sword, right?

    "You want retribution over a... chicken." Robb couldn't exactly stop himself from looking at her with his brows raised at that word. It just seemed... stealing was stealing but it was a chicken. Hardly a reason to go after a man with a sword unless he had been stealing chickens for some time. Or perhaps Robb had been in Pandora for far too long. He had adjusted to a world where you could just... buy food easily.

    But that was a good thing because that was the world they all lived in. So that meant Robb had to do something about the situation. Stealing wasn't allowed either, though there were various degrees between theft and assault with a deadly weapon, for example. Very big differences. "While you are in Pandora Town you must abide by the laws here. Theft is against the law and we can look into that, but what you are doing now might be considered a larger breach of the law should you continue." Robb was still calm and collected while he spoke but there might have been a slight smirk to his lips all the same. It was just a hilarious situation, it really was.

    "So please sheath your weapon before I feel the need to disarm you myself." Of course he had no idea what her skill level was or what abilities she might have been hiding but Robb Stark was the Commander of the Watch. This was entirely his job.
     
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  5. Hild

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    It might have sounded ridiculous for this man here, but Hild had meant what she had said. Theft of any kind had to be dealt with seriously and she did not feel that the man was taking it particularly seriously. Even Alfred would have felt her outrage and tried to placate her, though she knew she did not have the same allowances here and perhaps some would look upon this as something which was inconsequential. To Hild, any injustice was injustice- it really didn't matter how big or how small it was.

    Despite her anger and an overwhelming sense of injustice, Hild had enough sense about her to abide by the laws of the land. She had a job to keep down here and things to do. She did not want to end up inside a cell, awaiting whatever justice they administered here. Hild expected nothing less than for the thief to have a hand removed; a sure sign that they had stolen. That had been the justice back home, if the jury was merciful enough to spare the death penalty for such an offence. It was the way that they had administered justice, and in the broken land they had lived in, it had worked.

    She sheathed the blade with a sigh against her teeth, then folded her arms and looked at the other man expectantly. Hild had held up her end of what he wanted, she now expected something at least to show for what she had informed him of.
     
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  6. Robb Stark

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    The woman was staring at him like she was expecting far more than she should have. It was an uncomfortable stare. He understood it but there were a lot of things this woman apparently didn't understand about laws in Pandora Town. Things that would now fall on his shoulders to explain. There was a slight exhale of breath as he started to decide what to do with this. At least until the man she had been pointing the sword at got up as if he was going to run.

    "I'm afraid you've been accused of theft. I'm going to ask you to stay put until some questions have been answered." Robb's tone to the man was similar to the tone he had used with the woman. He wasn't taking sides and that was honestly the best route here. Except the man didn't feel like sticking around for whatever was about the happen because he started to run.

    Robb whistled before he had gotten a couple of feet and Grey Wind charged past Robb easily. The wolf was rather nimble when he wanted to be and he disturbed no one else as he made for the fleeing figure. Grey Wind had the man down in a matter of seconds, standing over him without growling. Just simply standing there, waiting for Robb to come over and collect the man. Which was normal really, as long as the man didn't also have a weapon visible.

    "So, he stole a chicken. I don't suppose you have proof of that, do you?" One eyebrow lifted in an almost ironic sort of way. It wasn't his fault that was the law and despite what the woman was thinking, the thief wouldn't get his hand chopped off. Perhaps a fine or some days in jail, but that would be about it. At least, if it was only a chicken.
     
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  7. Hild

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    Hild was tiring of this charade of law but she knew better than to challenge it. Alfred would not have thanked her for it and she had to think of the wisdom she had gained whilst in his service. He had tried to show them a better way of serving justice, and while Uthred had not always adhered to his methods, like holding trials, Hild could bring those messages here and try to follow his teachings. Hild's temper threatened to rise so she took a deep breath, biting down on her lip.

    "I saw him, this morning." She looked the man straight on, "I would not forget a face like that; I have a good memory for them." She had travelled over England on the mercy of people she met and part of that had meant remembering names and faces, as well as the landscape. Hild would not have her memory questioned by anyone, especially not here. Her temper looked like it had ebbed a little and she was no longer holding her sword like she might just start cutting off limbs.
     
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  8. Robb Stark

    Robb Stark A Song of Ice and Fire

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    This was where things got a little complicated. Grey Wind actually standing over someone was terrifying even for people who weren't involved. The woman he had been standing by spoke up at that point though she was still looking at him with judgemental eyes. A sad smile showed up on his lips almost like clockwork. Not because he was sad at her attempts of scolding but rather because he knew what she was thinking. The straight forward sort of thinking really.

    "I'm afraid in this land you have to have proof beyond your own words. It is the duty of the law to find enough evidence to prove the accused guilty, which has to be more than the words of the person accusing them of the crime." Like having the live chicken in the man's hands or belongings. Video feed or more witnesses. Actual evidence that could stand up in the current courts. "However I'm inclined to believe you considering he had made a run for it." Normally only the guilty ran.

    "So... what proof do you have?" Robb was still going to question the man and make sure there weren't any outstanding warrants on his name. Minus the alleged chicken stealing.
     
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  9. Hild

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    All at once, Hild felt her appreciation for the law dissipating. She opened her mouth, but her age and wisdom told her to shut it again in an instant. She knew she could not trust the words which would tumble from it in the immediate aftermath, and she did not want to get hauled up in some prison in this world. The words she was thinking to describe the current situation were ones which a nun should not think of, and ones which Uthred would probably be proud of her for saying. She took a deep breath in and felt her shoulders sag. She wanted to scream, protest at how unfair it was, but what did the world care about what was fair and what was not?

    "I have but my word." She went back to resting a hand on the hilt of her sword. An idea then dawned on her, the same thing which happened back home when a verdict could not be reached or when there was a conflict of views between the victors. "I am willing to prove his guilt in a trial by combat, sir." She said, looking between the man who was of the watch and the chicken thief, "Let both our fates be decided as such." She would be willing to pledge her sword against such a man, should his deception strike again.
     
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    Robb Stark A Song of Ice and Fire

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    Robb couldn't quite help the smile that appeared on his lips as the woman suddenly went forward with trial by combat. It was a sudden, bright smile because that notion was something that Robb easily identified with. It was something that rang of home to him, which likely meant that this woman was from a similar world to his own. A small little comfort about the whole situation though he really didn't need it.

    "I'm afraid that trial by combat is not a valid means of justice in Pandora Town." One hand lifted to rub the back of his neck, even as Grey Wind continued to stand over the man who had run. "Proof means photos or video or additional witness who can confirm your story." At least, those were the basics. The type of evidence that got the ball rolling.

    "There's also finding him red handed, with the chicken in question. But considering it is a chicken, you'd have to prove it is your chicken and not his." Which was typically difficult with a chicken unless you had some of the proof from the first batch of items he had listed. It was all very complicated and more effort than it was normally worth. At least, for a chicken.

    "Things are a touch more complicated in this world than ones like ours." He was still smiling but there was a little bit of a shrug in response. "But since he ran, that's typically an indicator of guilt in my experience." He was watching her for a reaction. It should have been interesting.
     
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  11. Hild

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    Hild looked at Robb with her mouth slightly ajar. She did not know what a video or a photo was, but she understood the idea of witnesses. Trials and ideas of proving your guilt or innocence were very much in their infancy in Wessex. Alfred had been committed to the creation of such things, despite how much she knew Uthred despised these rules and preferred something a lot more personal and quick in the way he dispensed justice. Hild recognised that the ideal probably lay in-between; in trials and witnesses there was chance for corruption or no conviction whatsoever. Hild sucked in her breath.

    "I was by myself this morning- few actually live on the farm." She did because she had nowhere to go and there was the possibility of thieves in the night. For some time now she'd been quite a light sleeper and so at least felt, while she was there, if she woke she woke with a purpose. Hild felt like this conversation was not going the way in which she wanted it to be steered and so she stepped back a little. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Is there any possibility of this ending in a fair outcome?" She felt her mood sour; she was positive she had seen this man make off with one of their chicken's this morning, and that was now a set of eggs and an animal which could not be used to give to Pandora Town. This was the bitter feeling she was left with.
     
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  12. Robb Stark

    Robb Stark A Song of Ice and Fire

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    I was by myself this morning. Well, that shot the witness theory down in a ball of flames. It really wasn't the fact that Robb was trying to suggests she was lying. Pandora Town laws just did not settle things in a manner the two of them were use to. "I'm afraid that the definition of fair is very different in this world." He spoke gently to make it clear that he completely understood her but that did not change the laws. Robb might have been the Commander but that did not mean he was above the laws just because he had come from a different world.

    He followed the laws of this land to the letter. He worked hard at that, adapting to what was before him as much as he could without losing the core of who he was. "It is far more common for false accusing and biased words. Everything has to be examined in the same sort of way to make someone pay for their crimes and unless their crime is horrific or at least near-fatal, it's unlikely there would be more than a bit of a fine or a few short weeks in jail." That was the best way to explain. Robb believed her by the man's actions alone but his belief was not enough to overcome the situation.

    She would likely not receive any outcome she was use to even if the man was convicted of his crimes. The theft of a single chicken would not receive more than a fine. Robb doubted the man would have been made to spend any time in jail. He suspected that the woman would get upset over this but there was literally nothing that Robb could do to help. Not unless she had evidence of some sort.
     
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