Game of Thrones: Not So Different – Arya
Chapter 18 of my Game of Thrones collaboration with Marina Ka-Fai, enjoy.
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Chapter 18
Arya bit her lip as she stood in her room, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot. Sansa was also present and was busy looking through various clothes in Arya's closet and such.
"Sansa, I..." She began.
Sansa smiled and spoke quickly. "Don't worry Arya; I know what I'm doing. Trust me, you'll still be yourself and have your usual style. I promise."
Arya just sighed. It was time for her date with Gendry and, unsure what to do, especially with everything that had been happening; she had asked Sansa to help her pick out some clothes for the date. It was only after Sansa started looking through her clothes that Arya began to worry about her decision.
'I'm standing here in my underwear, waiting for my...girly, sister to pick out clothes for me to wear on a date with my boyfriend.' She noted to herself. 'All the while hoping she won't pick out clothes that look too girly, especially on me...I suppose stranger things have happened.'
Sansa meanwhile smiled as she examined some of Arya's clothes; while definitely of a different style to her own, they weren't all that bad truthfully. She couldn't believe she had ever argued with Arya for not knowing how to dress, looking back it all seemed so silly now. She then checked the clothes she had finally pulled out; a pair of black leggings, a sleeveless grey tunic and to finish, some simple grey flats.
"Oh, these will be perfect." She said; getting Arya's attention.
Arya bit her lip. "Are, are you sure…?"
Sansa grinned and handed the clothes to Arya, letting her see them, reassuring herself.
Once Arya was dressed she smiled; more relaxed, the clothes fit well, were comfortable and, knowing Sansa, somewhat stylish. She should have guessed that, with everything that had happened, Sansa would have been careful and paid attention to the right details, she'd almost forgotten about them, they had been a birthday gift from before everything spiralled out of control and had been somewhat big on her. Now they were the right size.
"Alright, let's go."
Sansa however replied to that. "Not quite yet, one final touch, close your eyes."
Arya was confused but did so and felt Sansa lift her right arm and felt the cool feeling of a bracelet around her wrists.
"Sansa?" She queried.
"I think you know what it is, Arya." Sansa replied knowingly.
Arya smiled again; realizing from Sansa's tone just what she meant. It was a silver bracelet, with the image of a wolf's head engraved upon its face, the family's old crest from medieval times. Opening her eyes she saw she was right. Satisfied they headed downstairs, just as the doorbell rang. Sansa answered it and smiled; Gendry stood there, dressed up nice in a pair of dark blue jeans, a white shirt and brown shoes.
"Gendry, c'mon in, Arya's all ready."
Gendry smiled as he stepped inside. "Thanks; hey Arry."
Arya grinned too. "Hi."
"Wow, you look...amazing." Gendry said; grinning even wider.
Arya nodded as she moved closer. "Thanks, I...You look good too."
Laughing softly Gendry too her hand and together they headed out to his car.
They spent the drive to the restaurant in a comfortable silence. Finally, having officially got together, Arya found that she and Gendry, had managed to slip back into their usual routines despite the long gap due to her institutionalization. This included being comfortable just being around each other. Nevertheless Gendry's curiosity got the better of him and he had to ask.
"So, how are things going with the police investigation?"
Arya shrugged. "Not too bad, from what I've heard they've made more progress; nothing definite yet."
Gendry sighed. "I see; sorry, I shouldn't have brought it up."
"No, it's cool." Arya replied calmly. "I just want them to find something already, so we can make him pay."
Gendry could understand what she meant and smiled as he thought for a moment.
"It's good that, things seem to be getting better now." He said.
Arya smiled too and nodded. Before long, after lapsing back into that comfy silence, they soon arrived at the restaurant.
Gendry stepped out of the car and closed the door. He headed around to the other side as Arya got out. Once her door was closed he locked the car and spoke.
"Okay, here we are, ready?"
She nodded and they began to approach the restaurant. Once inside they were led to their table and sat down, they ordered their drinks and Gendry paused for a moment.
Finally he asked. "Okay so, um..."
"Let's order something to eat and then we can talk." Arya replied, smirking lightly.
Gendry smiled in agreement and they perused the menus. Once they ordered the meal they passed time expressing their relief at finally being together, as well as the fact that, although slow, her family was building a good case against Peytr.
By the time they reached the Stark house at the end of the date, both of them were hopeful and were looking forward to seeing each other again tomorrow. It was clear that finally, after everything that had happened to her, Arya was now certainly recovered, almost completely, from the nightmare she had suffered from, for so long.
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