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Tyrion Lannister, The Imp ([personal profile] tallasaking) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2016-01-23 08:45 am

Locked - to Blue Fish and First Breath

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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[personal profile] gifted_witch 2016-02-15 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
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.]