Locked - to Blue Fish and First Breath

[tallasaking]

Who: Tyrion Lannister
Broadcast: Private to the crew of the Blue Fish and First Breath
Action: Aboard First Breath
When: This morning

[As soon as the new arrivals flooded their proverbial gates, Tyrion had been watching every broadcast carefully. He only replied to one - the woman named Hawke deserved to know there were two bars, bless her heart. The rest he merely observed -- looking for his brother, his sister, his father -- any of them would result in the first broadcasted murder.

They all seemed relatively harmless. The ... two Castiels were a bit jarring. The woman named Azula, however --

He spent a very restless night trying to figure out what was it about the woman that bothered him. She was Zuko's sister, and Zuko seemed to be a fairly level-headed youth. Yet when she had spoken to Sansa and Bran?

His hand curled around a screwdriver like it was a knife.

So he put in a broadcast, carefully manipulating it so just the Blue Fish and his own crew could see it (well if the woman was dangerous he wasn't going to let his own people walk into a trap. That was just rude.)]

Good morning, Blue Fish. For those of you whom I have not been introduced to, or know from my old world, I am Tyrion Lannister. [He'll forgo the House Lannister nonsense.] You might know me as the Imp. I am wondering ... this Azula woman, Princess -- what precisely is wrong with her? There is something about her that makes my skin crawl and I simply wish to know if I am being paranoid or if she is an actual threat.

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[gifted_witch]

Yes! That is it exactly. [Lily nodded and folded her arms in a definitive way.] I don[t know why but he has fixed me as a target since second year and has rarely missed an opportunity to make my life miserable.

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I see ... how does he make your life miserable? [Now this, he had to hear.]

[gifted_witch]

How? He has taken every opportunity to embarrass me, practically since we met on the train to school first year! He picked on me and my friend, well more my friend but still. And he was always playing pranks and bragging about how he could fly so well and he was sure to be on the Quidditch team. And then in around fourth year he started just being everywhere I was.

I could eat lunch without him plunking down near me and talking loudly and saying something uproariously funny to his friends followed by a "Whatcha think, Evans?" Or he'd sit next to me in class and in the middle of work he'd pester me about what I was doing on holiday or the next Hogsmead weekend. He'd ask me about muggle things and he'd follow me around.

He always had this pack of girls swooning over him and Black and then I had to hear how handsome he was and brave and... [She rolled her hand in an on and on gesture.]

Fifth year he really dug in his heels. He'd ask me out, every time I'd turn around he'd be doing something to needle me. Sending me an owl at lunch to ask me out when we ate at the same table not 2 feet apart. Getting the house team to claim I was a good luck charm so I had to sit upfront at all the matches where he would go by and blow kisses or wink at me.

It has been unending, Tyrion. He just doesn't give up, and maybe he isn't as bad as he used to be. Remus seems to think he's grown up and I know Dumbldore has to or he wouldn't be Head Boy but..

[She just rolled her eyes and made an angry sound.]

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion nodded his head slowly, folding his fingers together at the fingertips, before he stated in an almost bland tone.]

I see ... so he has been madly in love with you since you were twelve years old, done everything he could to impress you, and all he's managed to do is annoy you. My, my, what an idiot child. Of course you could never care for him in turn. Despite the fact that he's handsome, and intelligent, and charming -- really he just tries too hard for you.

[gifted_witch]

He...[How is she even supposed to respond to that. Her mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water but no words escape. She has nothing to say to what can only be a completely wrong reading of the situation. Potter could never love anyone as much as himself and the only reason he continued to ask her out was that she continued to say no. And it bothered Severus to no end, even after their friendship had broken off. Sure she could think these things but she couldn't give voice to a single one.]

I have to go.

[She really did too, so much to think about in what he'd said. In what Remus had said. In how Potter was acting here toward her. And she suddenly felt a bit dizzy and in need of something to drink.]

[tallasaking]

[He is not going to laugh. He is not going to laugh. He is going to very calmly state.]

As you wish, Lily. Speak with you later.