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driftfleet2015-11-08 11:56 am
tallasaking) wrote in driftfleet2015-11-08 11:56 am
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One - Well Honed Thought
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.
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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You... are a dwarf, no? Where is it you're from? Your world, that is.
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[What the hell, sir. Of course he is a dwarf. What else could he be...?
Hold a moment.]
Are dwarves not considered horrible freaks in your world? Something to be drown at birth? Possibly tortured, usually taunted, and almost certainly growing up to be mentally deficient in some way?
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Maker's breath, man. No. [He can't claim to understand dwarves anymore than he does elves, but that's certainly not how things are in his world.] Thedas isn't a place where dwarves are treated in such ways.
[Mages, on the other hand...]
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Truly? Then who are your downtrodded? Who are the hated of the masses? Every culture and society has one - eunuchs, bastards, the crippled and maimed. I cannot believe any place is completely idyllic -- I am too old for fairy tales.
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