One - Well Honed Thought

[tallasaking]

Who: Tyrion Lannister
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: Aboard the Marvisa
When: Er, nowish.

[When the communication device is turned on, you are greeted with a scarred, bearded face that has seen better days, topped with golden curls mixed with black, and mis-matched eyes besides. Despite this rather ... interesting visage, the eyes are mixed with some sort of dark humor and his mouth is crooked with a flat sort of smile. The voice, however, ah, flows like honey.]

Good day, my fellow travelers. I apologize for my ... current state of less than noble stature, but I assure you that a wash and a shave will do no one any favors. I find myself at more of a loss over silken robes onto what ... precisely I am doing here. I have some knowledge - I am on something called a space ship, I am to be an engineer for such a vehicle but ... not entirely sure where, and I am here to entertain people. And before I forget my manners further I am Tyrion Lannister. If that name means anything to you, knowing that I have been thrown into such a role probably amuses you, so I appear to be ahead on my designated purpose on this show.

For the rest of you, I have two questions. One ... is it to be considered amusing when my lack of practical application in managing such a metal beast sends us crashing into some other spacial object, and two, ... there is wine here, is there not?

[A sigh, and a hand rubbing across his beard.] Not a great deal is needed. Just a glass. Just so I can ... stop breathing heavily and think we are all about to suffocate from the lack of oxygen from apparently being surrounded by an airless ... vacuum, I believe the word is, popping into my mind. Yes.

[He smiles, and it's not a bad smile at that.] Pleasure to meet you all, by the by.

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[resnipstance]

[Well Tyrion, you can have the fun of being greeted first by an alien girl. Surprise!]

Hey, pleasure to meet you too, Tyrion!

[What are titles? Casual familiarity is the way to go.]

I'm Ahsoka Tano. As for your questions-- I don't know about the wine, but you don't need to worry about the engineering stuff. The knowledge for our assigned jobs here seems to be uploaded into our brains through some sort of data chip in our neck, as far as I can tell. You still have to practice, though.

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[tallasaking]

[Do not jerk away, Tyrion. You have seen stranger. In fact you have seen it in your own mirror. So. Ahsoka gets a deep and courteous bow.]

A pleasure to meet you this ... fine day? Evening? Not entirely sure - but the pleasure is still clearly mine, Lady Ahsoka.

[He winced at that answer, before going to touched the ... bump at the back of his neck.] Ah yes. I wondered if that might be the culprit in my sudden influx of knowledge. So I do in fact know enough to keep myself and my fellow passengers from crashing down to the ground ... excellent. Would there be additional information in which I might ... read up on? Manuals, perhaps?

[resnipstance]

Just Ahsoka is fine.

I don't know about books, though. Why would you wanna read about it when you can just do it, anyway? That's the only way to learn. You just gotta jump right in there!

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[summerschild]

[Bran is just... staring. Because after nearly six months in this strange new world, this is the second familiar face in just a couple of weeks, and it's certainly not one he was expecting. They both look quite different from the last time they met, so long ago at Winterfell, before everything became so terrible. He's not quite sure what to say to the long-winded introductory rant.]

... You're here.

[Well, that was eloquent.]

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[tallasaking]

[... Well, now we are going to have an equal measure of shock, because Tyrion is going to stare at the small face in turn. For once he might be at a loss of words.

Momentarily.]

As are you.

[He blinks, before adding.]

Well done on not being murdered, Lord Stark.

[summerschild]

[He goes red in the cheeks.]

Thank you.

[And then, as a hesitant addendum - ]

You can't tell anyone.

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[wolfuncaged]

[Oh look, it's a dwarf. Doesn't have a very dwarf-y name, though. Perhaps he's a surfacer. Still, important answers first.]

There is wine, it's not the best I've tasted, but you are welcome to some if you wish.

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[tallasaking]

[Oh look, another alien being! This one has ... glowing blue fire crawling up his neck. Fascinating. Of course he is an ugly little dwarf with half a nose, so why mince on looks?]

You sir, are a generous soul beyond measure. Is there something you might wish in return? I have little but skill and wit to barter with at this moment ... but a Lannister always pays his debts.

[theshabbiestofmen]

Remus Lupin.

[He's tired looking, Remus, and though not half so beaten and tired as Tyrion, there are scars on his face. Only twenty-one, but he's seen too much.]

I believe there is wine, though I'm rather new as well, so I can't tell you exactly how to get it. Er. I believe we're actually rather close by; if you'd like, I can fiddle with it while you, ah, calm yourself a bit.

[tallasaking]

[Ah, and now here is a soul that Tyrion feels an instant connection with. It is easy to see the broken ones. His expression softens, and his bow has less flair but more sincerity.]

Ser Lupin, I would be in your debt - and a Lannister always pays his debts - so whatever I can do to repay this kindness ... within my somewhat limited capacities, I shall. Please, come and let us visit.

[He looks around his simple cot, amusement flashing over his face.] I seem to be as ready to entertain as I ever am, considering the circumstances.

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[admirably]

[ Hans wears his own noble face, as cordial as ever. It's only an initial introduction, but he likes the cut of Tyrion's jib. ]

A pleasure to meet you, Tyrion. My name is Hans. To answer your first question, I would normally assume such circumstances to not be found amusing, but our audience evidently has peculiar tastes in entertainment. And to answer the second, there is wine, but you may find it rather lacking, if accustomed to finery.

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[tallasaking]

[Ah, and here is a face that Tyrion knows well. Noble and very, very slick. Tyrion will keep an eye on this one - with interest.]

Good eve to you, Ser Han ... the answer to my first question is, alas, sadly what I thought it might be. Entertainment varies across worlds, it seems, but blood and destruction always reign supreme. As for the second - I have had piss-poor wine in my day. As needs meet, you see. Even a homely woman is inviting in the dark.

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[steeledskin]

[ her communicator (and, therefore, his) captures a narrow glimpse of dark-dyed hair. she doesn't quite look like herself any longer, but those bright blue eyes remain to unmistakably tully. and perhaps her fear still registers with the same stilted appearance. at first, she's seen only for a moment and then the communicator shows nothing but bare ceiling -- as though she shoves the viewing-piece away from herself.

upon waking today, she'd never expected to see her lord husband. old knots return to her stomach, and all the good progress made this past moon on the marsiva comes undone. ]

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[steeledskin]

[ she wishes she could ignore him altogether, but bran has gone and been the bold one. although she wants little more than to curl up and ignore tyrion, she recognizes the narrow burgeoning duty she has to her own blood -- blood that lives, contrary to what had been her belief for so long.

at the very least, she needs to broker some uneasy truce between herself and the imp. they owe each other that much after their flight from the city. after all, sansa alone knows the reason why he'd been painted with such an unlucky brush. ]

My lord. [ soft, tentative, and scared above all. ] My lord, I can't make promises about the wine -- but there are other good beverages here, and kind souls quite willing to furnish them.

[ she almost calls them servants, but stops herself at the last heartbeat. ]

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[tallasaking]

[Alarm flashes through him -- but he would know her eyes anywhere. Especially that look of fear ... and his own stomach twists inside of him. By the Seven, is Joffrey here? No, no, if he was then Bran would have been much more on edge ...]

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[sinuosity]

[ Nyssa has entered wherever Tyrion is, her footsteps and the swish of her uniform utterly silent, and stays out of sight, addressing him only when he finishes. ]

You seek wine, I seek knives. Perhaps we can help each other.

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[tallasaking]

[He is only going to jump a little - when he hears a woman's voice behind him.

All right, and he may have gone for some sort of weapon. Women have not exactly been kind to him as of late - outside of Daenerys not having him fed to a lion. If she had known who he was, that might have ended differently.]

[His gaze narrows, as he keeps his distance away from the admittedly beautiful and probably going to get him killed, woman.] Perhaps we can ... although I look for only one or two glasses of wine. I need to keep my mind sharp, after all. Will you settle for one or two knives?

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[killedwithlove]

[Cole is wearing his own clothes again, because he's stopped freaking out about being in a cell (finally).]

Hello, I'm Cole, I have Pilot Augment, I didn't know anything about spaceships, but I've never hit anything, even though Tekhetsio is always yelling and growling and distracting me when I'm flying, but I won't hit anything, he seems to be accepting that now.

I can't come see you, because I need to stay here, and I don't like communicators, but if you can find Varric, he'll probably have have wine, or brandy maybe, Varric can always find alcohol.

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[tallasaking]

[For some reason, this sweet faced lad with eyes as large as marbles reminds Tyrion of Podrick Payne. He sighs, wistfully, before he frowns a little.]

I shall be happy to find Ser Varric ... but why precisely can you not ... leave where you are? [Oh, wait.] You are the pilot, so you are piloting?

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[serves]

Does your name mean something significant, in your world?

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[tallasaking]

[Tyrion's lips twitch up at that, before he states simply.]

It marks me as a Lannister of House Lannister, of Casterly Rock, brother to the Queen Regent and the Commander of the Kingsguard, uncle to King Tommen, first of his reign, and unlikely scion to all the gold Casterly Rock contains. It also marks me as the Imp, Tyrion the Silvertongue, Tyrion the Kingslayer and Tyrion the Kinslayer.

So yes, ser knight. It carries a great deal of weight, to one balance or another.

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[notkittenaround]

Your name means naught to me, and I doubt many else will know; most are rendered meaningless by the crime which tore us from our homes.

[ She speaks bluntly, but with absolute certainty. Her ears are perked forward in mild interest, her tail relaxed. ]

I am Metallic Gold Magpie, or Marhi Ohsi - choose whichever pleases best. I can assure you there is air enough in these ships, and if there were not, our suffocation would not be so swift. The stale-growing air would drain us of life and send us into empty dreams long before our final demise.

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[tallasaking]

Oh well that is delightful ... I am glad to know that I still continue to mean naught to people, no matter where I go.

[Is his dry response.]

You are a comforting soul, aren't you? You must be terribly amusing at feasts, with your warmth and charms.

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[lord_wizard]

[It's not as if he's met many dwarves in his life-time, of one shape or another, but this one certainly knows his way around the art of language and manners, and that much he can respect. Especially since he's fairly certain the man is from some manner of high station and isn't shrieking about his relative demotion in life. That's always a plus.]

You've come at a rather unusual time, Messire Lannister. You'll have to wait some time to test whatever skills you've been so kindly gifted with by our hosts, as we are all aboard the same vessel at the moment. They assure us we'll be back to our assigned crews once they've made repairs, or so they say. Though on the positive side of things, the supplies aren't much, but still likely to be an improvement over what you'll find aboard the other ships. Drink while you can.

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[tallasaking]

[Ah, look at that, another one of the noble classes. He is rather surprised that again, he is not treated with disgust or disrepect, but then again the name of Lannister seems to mean little here. How delighful.]

Ser, and I am afraid I do not have your name quite yet ... you make it sound as if they are lying about the repairs in which they are including, not to mention our true purpose and that our supplies may be quite thin ...

Are we some sort of entertainment or are we in a prison?