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[mistyday]

Who: Everybody who hates this moon! And a few that don't!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: The Good Ship Iskaulit
When: Throughout the Toxic Moon event

[Y'all, Misty can't be the only one who hates this place, so let's all gather on the Iskaulit, safe from all that dark and rot down on the polluted moon and have ourselves a good time!

(Or at least, a pollution-free time).

A list of establishments on the Iskaulit can be found here!]

Comments

[passingthrough]

I totally did. [She laughs again. Not to mock the sweetness of the returned comment. Just to break some of the remaining tension from before.] Give me two seconds. [She stands up and holds up two fingers, you know, just in case the "two" wasn't clear enough and heads up to the bar and quietly swipes a stack of square paper coasters before heading back to the table.]

I'm going to show you a card trick. [And with that she starts building a coaster pyramid with seemingly great ease and little care it starts coming together even when she should be knocking it over.]

[tallasaking]

I shall give you three, if what you're doing is interesting ... [And what do you know, it was. He sipped his drink again, watching as she started to build her coaster pyramid, his expression somewhere between amused and impressed.]

That ... is a rather interest pyramid. Where does the trick come in?

[passingthrough]

[She picks up two coasters and bisects one with the other into a cross shape with her phasing power. It's more obvious this way than just phasing the edges together like she was doing with the pyramid. Then she holds it out for Tyrion. It's solid and stuck that way.]

They don't come apart anymore. [It's fun with coasters. Now picture it with living flesh! Or don't.]

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion's eyebrows lifted together at that, before he smiled and took it from her, tugging them slightly to see if he could in fact get them to come apart.

When he could not, he let out a delighted laugh.] Now that ... that was particularly brilliant, I must say.

[passingthrough]

Yes, but now may coasters have died. A moment of silence for the coasters. [She just looks amused though.]

[tallasaking]

[He grins at that, before he solemnly lifts his glass up for the coasters.] May they rest in peace, knowing they have gone far beyond the normal coaster.

[passingthrough]

Here, here! [She takes a drink in their honor and leans back.] So, you said your queeen doesn't have a kingdom? I thought that might be one of the more important parts of the whole royalty deal.

[tallasaking]

Well, she currently rules a city state of Meereen, which she took over with an army of loyal Unsullied and basically trampled their way through Slaver's Bay with them. She shall, once she has a better idea of how she is going to take back her homeland ... come back and snap it from my sister's maw.

[He smiled into a glass.] A sight I pray to see.

[passingthrough]

This might be the alcohol talking, but I know what your Dad did that was terrible. What about your sister?

[tallasaking]

Well, my sister is rather like my father's most vicious attributes ... given breasts. She loves her children to the point of obsession, loves our brother Jaime just below that. They are twins, you see, Cersei and Jaime. [He thinks about Cersei, and those thoughts are not kind ones.] She has at every turn during our lives, tried to make mine miserable. I only hope I can return the favor.

[passingthrough]

I'm sorry. It would be one thing to be hated by someone who hated everyone, but by someone who loves family above all when you are part of that family? That sucks. [She should probably be using her inside brackets for that kind of pondering, but well, this is what happens just a couple of drinks in.]

[tallasaking]

Well, she thinks I killed our mother with our birth -- and she has never liked ugly things. Which I find so amusing ... as she is so very ugly within. [He mused on that, before he gave her a little smirk, and finished off his drink.]

No worries though, I hate her just as much as she hates me.

[passingthrough]

It sounds like one of you earned that hate. [But hate is a corrosive things to try and keep.] Sorry to hear about your mother. [Of course that isn't the fault of a newborn.] And she's wrong. You're not ugly.

[tallasaking]

One of most certainly did. [He knows, but he likes to keep it in his mental drawer, burning and sharp. Just for his sweet, sweet sister.] ... Well, I did not know her, but from what I have been told, she must have been something to behold. [He looks up at her, arching one eyebrow with amusement dancing through his mismatched eyes.] Am I simply made more handsome by furthering acquaintance, or by more liquor? Because I shall happily increase both.

[passingthrough]

Who said you weren't to start with? Two different eye colors for the price of one, wavy golden hair, and a badass facial scar full of mystery. Height isn't everything. But if I had to pick I'd say furthering acquaintance. [Partially because that sounds nice anyway.]

[tallasaking]

My lady Kitty, you'd best be careful or I shall simply have to charm you until you say those complimentary things to me all the time. [He gave her a wide, teasing smile.]

[passingthrough]

[She smiles at "lady Kitty".] I'm always careful except when I'm being unforgivably reckless.

[tallasaking]

And just how reckless are you, Lady Kitty, I must ask ... [He murmured softly, looking up at her with quiet eyes.]

[passingthrough]

[Oh, that is actually a pretty effective look you have going there. Her cheeks feel slightly warm. Is that the cocktail or...?]

Slightly less reckless than you're hoping for. [No tipsy decision making. All reckless decisions should be made on a clear mind so she can really beat herself up for them later if need be.]

[tallasaking]

[He does not get to use it very often, but he will gladly try it out more for that particular reaction.]

Tsk, that is a same. I do like it when women are as reckless as I hoped. [His smile was a devious one, no doubt, before he sipped again.]

[passingthrough]

[For what it's worth, she considered it. She just smiles at his reply.] I think I'll be extremely responsible and get some water and give myself some time before I shuttle anywhere. [And now shuttle is a verb.]

[tallasaking]

[Pardon Tyrion while he chokes on his drink, slightly.]

...Yes, that might be a wise idea before you attempt to 'shuttle' anywhere.

[passingthrough]

[She smirks at him.] Hey, I know so many words sometimes I have to make up new uses for them to keep myself entertained. [She gets up.] I'm getting a water for you too, mister.

[tallasaking]

Well, I must say that is a useful way to expand one's vocabulary. Or at least find a way to amuse one's self. [He grinned into his drink, before he nodded.] As I must fly off - yes, I concur. Some water to clear the head.

[passingthrough]

[Back with water in tow!] Do you play chess? You seem like someone who would be good at it if you've even heard of it.