First Breath January Mingle

[takeabow]

Who: First Breathians and visitors
Broadcast: n/a
Action: On the First Breath
When: All month!

[ it's a mingle! for the First Breath! Visitors welcome! ]

Comments

[takeabow]

Obviously. That or sabotage. Is this for your improvements?

[tallasaking]

Sabotage is a lot simpler. [He muttered, as he twisted something into place, and sighed happily.]] There, finally.

[takeabow]

What's that?

[tallasaking]

[He pushed it upright so she could see that it was a mechanism to allow the sink to be lowered without losing piping and squirting water everywhere.]

It is ... three quarters of the way finished. I shall require some special kind of piping.

[takeabow]

Is this what you do at home? Invent things?

[tallasaking]

In part ... mostly I learn, and study, and make astute political observations that no one listens to. I also fix problems and never get credit for them. [Bitter? Always. Still, he gives Nova a lopsided grin.]

Would you believe, this is the most fun I have had outside of a whorehouse in my life?

[takeabow]

Yeah. I would.

I don't want to know what the most fun you've had inside of a whorehouse is.

[tallasaking]

[He cracks a smile, and then laughs, even surrounded by different metal parts he's trying to work together. Then he gives her a more thoughtful look.]

I take it you had an unhappy childhood?

[takeabow]

[ leans her back against the wall, lacing her fingers behind her back and thinking about how to answer. she's fairly impassive ]

It just was what it was. I didn't think too much about it until I was around people who were upset for me.

[tallasaking]

Hmmmm. Yes. I knew that my life was nothing rosy, but there were certain things I had just taken for granted. For example, being a dwarf was something to be hated. Do you realize in different worlds, being a dwarf is nothing more out of place than having red hair?


[He shook his head, as he tweaked the mechanism.] A galaxy made of ... all sorts of things that I never thought possible.

[takeabow]

Well, I don't think it's considered much where I'm from. In my district a bit more, because working the mines might be more difficult, but in the Capitol you'd probably be seen as... I don't know. Individualistic.

[tallasaking]

Is that valued in your world? [Tyrion asked, putting down his tools for a second to look at her.]

[takeabow]

In the Capitol, where they can afford it.

[tallasaking]

Now isn't that funny - in my capital, I am considered a little freak. A rich little freak, but still.

[takeabow]

"Freaks" are more normal there.

[tallasaking]

Amazing ... [He shakes his head, amused.] Fenris told me there was an entire city of people like me. Who ... would in fact reject me because I wasn't born underground, of all places.

[takeabow]

Money is the thing that matters where I'm from.

[tallasaking]

Where I am from, it is political power -- and land. Land is most important. Honor is in there somewhere.

[takeabow]

Honor definitely doesn't count for much.

There was a war, and now to remind us that we don't want a real war, every year they choose a boy and a girl from each District to fight to the death in a televised spectacle. They exchange rations for entries, so your choices are basically starve to death or have a higher chance of being drawn from the lottery.

[tallasaking]

You'd be surprised .... [He sighed softly.] I find that honor is the most rare and precious thing, outside of love itself.

[His eyes narrowed at that, before he stated quietly.] Well your capital sounds delightfully sadistic.

[takeabow]

"Delightful" is not the term I'd use.

[tallasaking]

That was meant with all due sarcasm. [His voice is quiet, as he looks at her.] You are made of stern stuff, Nova.

[takeabow]

Oh.

[ a beat ]

Thank you. My little sister's name was called, but I volunteered in her place.

[tallasaking]

[Now his eyebrows raise together.]

Now that ... is honorable, Nova. You must have truly loved her.

[takeabow]

[ wow she actually starts to emote some ]

I do. I'd feel better if she were here.