001 ♛ Video;

[moonofmylife]

Who: Daenerys Targaryen
Broadcast: Fleetwide video.
Action: She can be found on the Hospitality Deck of the Marsiva if anyone wants to find her wandering around.
When: Today!

[Daenerys hadn't even had fortnight to settle in, to take in the situation she's found herself in. One moment she was in the almost safety of Drogon's company and the next she was surrounded by Dothraki. Now? She was.... looking at a strange speaking device? She learned enough that people could communicate with it, but not enough right away on how to do so herself. It takes her a moment to figure it out and when she finally does, her violet eyes are still wide with concern on the video feed. Once she realizes it's working, she tries to go for a more calm and assertive outward appearance.]

To think that such a place would be capable of stealing so many from their homes. I can't imagine the ransom they'd be seeking. I wish to speak to whoever thought it wise to attempt such a feat and if any others can provide valuable information, mayhap you'll receive a reward from me in return.

[Mostly her eternal gratitude, given that she had little else on her person in the way of money. Carefully, she tucks a stray silver lock behind her ear. She wanted to ask where Drogon was and yet she knew outright asking her captors where they'd taken her dragon might be too foolish of a thing to attempt.]

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[tallasaking]

Well, I am quite good at convincing people to do things for their better interests ... even if they think very little of me.

[There was a reason why Tyrion knew he could follow her. This, right here? Was that.]

... that is all she has ever wanted, outside of having her family back. If you can promise them that they will be together, in their home? You will find them most loyal.

[moonofmylife]

Assuming they're willing to bend the knee. I've spoken to Lord Stark some.

[At least, between messages to him and others. They're having a bit of a chilly reception with one another at the moment.]

He fancies me as some fisherman's tale.

[And she and her dragons are anything but.]

[tallasaking]

He is not precisely the brains of the Stark family ...

[Tyrion sighed softly, resting his stubby fingers together.]

But he is hardly our concern, my Queen. He is, after all, dead.

[And she and her dragons are not. Or at least he is fairly certain they are not.]

[moonofmylife]

Yes, of course.

[A pity, honestly, because he could have been a decent ally were he not dead. Just one more thing with which to charge the Lannisters.]

I suppose I should focus on the Lady Stark then. Please, inform me if you do speak of the situation to her.

[She wants to know the girls thoughts, even if she doesn't say them to her directly. The two girls are being diplomatic with one another but if she was closer to Tyrion perhaps she could learn somethign about her.]

[tallasaking]

[He dipped his head to her, bowing.]

As you wish, your Majesty.

[And now, a curious look.]

What else I can do for you, my lady?

[moonofmylife]

For now, nothing else comes to mind, but once I am assigned to a ship I will be sure to contact you.

[Considering he was the one ally she had in this giant metal viper's nest, that was probably the smartest thing to do. To keep him as close as the ships allow.]

[tallasaking]

Try for the First Breath, my lady. It is my ship -- and the crew are all good people. I trust them.

[And he was a Lannister. They usually didn't trust anyone.]

[moonofmylife]

If I am sent to another ship, I will seek you out. From what I'm told, all of the ships have good people. Sadly good people can only give me so much comfort. Good does not always mean we can trust.

[Which is the dilemma she's having with the Starks. They don't trust her, she doesn't trust them. Trust needed to be earned. She wanted to earn the Stark's trust, to prove she wasn't her father's daughter.]

[tallasaking]

Good means they are easily ... maneuvered. It also means that if you do find yourself in a situation without protection, turn to them until I can get to you, your Majesty.

[Is his grave reply. He trusted very few people with the safety of his future -- but he was going to have to, for now.]

[moonofmylife]

[He might be grave but he had a good heart, she's learning. He was pragmatic and sensible. To think her one friend here would become a Lannister.]

I admit I do feel somewhat vulnerable without my guard or my dragons. But I had neither of those things once, I can live without them again. I will rely on the protection of whatever ship I am assigned. You won't need to worry about me too much.

[She hoped that it would be his ship, all the same because then she wouldn't have to find other means of getting into contact with him.]

[tallasaking]

[Everyone kept saying that about him -- sooner or later he might start believing them.]

I shall endeavor to remember you are much tougher than you look.

[Which is to say, he knew she could survive. He'd prefer if she wasn't in danger however.]

[tallasaking]

[To think that he would advise a Targaryan ... but there you have it. The world was a funny old place.]

Very well, my Queen. I ask only that you keep in contact with me.

[For her safety. For his damned sanity.]