[closed] This world is gonna burn, burn burn burn...

[dorzalta]

WHO? Daenerys Targaryen (dorzalta) & Jon Snow (northerndragon)
WHAT? HRHR log » revolution rock.
WHEN? lemuria 18.6 snl
ANYTHING ELSE? Game of Thrones warnings apply, including blood, violence, death, speak of the above, reference to slavery, rape, you name it, it may come up.

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[dorzalta]

"And what would you do to protect you and yours? Sit and wait whilst your people suffer?" she asks, finally speaking up. "I've seen what inaction does in war. There is no winning this if you show them your bellies. They'll slit your throats at first opportunity after bleeding you dry."

It goes both ways, and she doesn't promise an uprising will result in survival. It might very well mean the end of them all.

"Have you seen your people? They fight in the streets. They stumble, fall to their hands and knees, reduced to skin and bone because they've been starved like animals. Are you an animal?" She eyes Esi, who gives a sharp shake of her head. "You don't look like one to me, but you fear martial law whilst your people die in protest."

It's like the slaves. Rebellion starts with one person standing up--but they've Jon and herself.

"We need only your support, if you're unwilling to lead your people."

Melana taps a finger on the table. "Lead them into the slaughter."

[northerndragon]

"Let them decide for themselves. Some of those who are dying slowly might have a better chance to live. Others will die fighting, but it's a fight they'll have chosen for themselves. People here -- how often do they have the chance to make those choices? When they do, how often is it a choice between two bad options?"

This lands, and Esi nods slowly. Melana gives her a sidelong glance, then presses her lips together. Kauko is stonefaced, except for an irritated twitch in the wing tattooed on her temples.

"I've seen battles. I won't lie to you: the people who will come down on you have discipline and weapons. Discipline usually beats numbers, but maybe not when the difference is so great. And you three... you have some discipline. You're used to fighting each other, and others like you. The people below you have it: they do as you tell them to. You're an army, if you can work together."

Melana's look becomes shrewd: she likes the idea of herself as a young general in an army, and past that, she likes the idea of spoils of war as much as the likes the idea of her feet someday hurting less at the end of the day.

"She can tell you." He means Daenerys. "Her army isn't here, but she built it from nothing. Now it's tens of thousands strong." His? Much smaller. He thinks for a moment of the heap of bodies he'd crawled out of at Winterfell.