[Open] Mornings, man.

[tallasaking]

Who: Tyrion, the entire fleet
Broadcast: Open, accidental
Action: Tyrion is having a bad morning.
When: This Morning.

[The recording starts with Tyrion's small, stubby hand putting the device on the edge of the sink, tilting it upwards. All you can see is the top of his damp, curly blonde head, and the top of his scar. Then there's a sigh, before there is the sound of Tyrion's steps dragging across the bathroom floor.

After that, is the scrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeech of metal being pulled across metal, as the top of Tyrion's head comes into view again. Then the stomp stomp of Tyrion climbing what can only be the stepstool, and his tired face and slightly bloodshot eyes. He's not drunk, that much is clear, just ... tired.

He eyes the camera, and states flatly.]

There must be some universe ... where all things, can be available, according to height.

[And with that, he begins to clean his face, turning off the camera.]

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[tallasaking]

Hmm. Of whom I am sure, will simply do it out of the good in their hearts.

[Which ... honestly, might happen. People were odd around here.]

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

You never know. What have you got to lose by asking?

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[tallasaking]

Pride. Which, to be honest, I have had so little of it seems like a waste to squander what I have left.

Although I am sure pride here is simply foolish.

[notmutantbutmiracle]

I do not understand how you would lose any pride in this matter. Unless you can make the adjustments yourself, it would seem you are left with little other option.

Aside from perhaps continuing with your struggle, all the while making a spectacle of your predicament on the network and for our any of our show's "viewers."

Assuming they exist.

[tallasaking]

Oh, I can make the adjustments myself. It will take a really amount of time. However, having help would be greatly useful.

I really cannot see how that would be entertaining -- but people are odd.

... you think this is all a sham?

[notmutantbutmiracle]

There really is no way to know for sure one way or another. Is there?

[tallasaking]

Certainly there is. It will just take time, manipulation, and getting our hands on the right person at the right time.

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

If only it were as easy as you make it seem.

[She is smiling though on the other side of the screen. She likes his apparent enthusiasm on the matter.]

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[tallasaking]

It is only as hard as one makes it to be. Of course I make it as hard as I possibly can.

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

So you do have a plan then?

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[tallasaking]

I have some ideas - which need more information, before they become a plan.

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

What do you need? Perhaps I can help.

[She thinks to herself a moment, before quickly adding a follow-up.]

Though maybe this is better discussed somewhere else, in person and off the network.

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[tallasaking]

Well, materials. A through design plan. More caffeine.

[He pressed his lips together.]

Very good. Where and when?

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

At the next planet we visit perhaps?

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[tallasaking]

I believe that can be arranged.

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[notmutantbutmiracle]

I shall talk to you then.

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[tallasaking]

I look forward to it.