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[tallasaking]

Who: Tyrion Lannister
Broadcast: The whole Fleet
Action: Accidental video
When: Today

[If anyone ever had a doubt that Tyrion Lannister likes to keep himself occupied, today would be the day that he put all doubts to rest. His fingers flick against the side of his camera as he is reaching for a book. Which is good, because he's got three open now. He frowns at one paragraph, then pushes off with his chair - with wheels, fascinating things these.

Then he was picking up a screwdriver, turning to a tank that looked a great deal like the displays at the Green Museum, twisting a brace into place, eying it, then rolling back across the floor to check on the panels for the engine. He picked up a clipboard, put down the screwdriver and exchanged it for pencil while he marked off a few things on a list, then pushed himself off to roll back to his desk, where he flipped a page on his second book, muttering quietly to himself.]

'This means that the center of mass of the arrow–where gravity acts–is further forward than the center of pressure–where aerodynamic forces act. This results in the aerodynamic forces helping to stabilize the flight of the arrow.'

[He tapped the page, then pushed off again to his work-table, where a variety of weapons were lying on the surface, and plucked up the bow.] Yes, all right, that means I just need to change the density of the string and curve the bow a little more for the right amount of pressure per inch... good, good.

[He hummed as he put the bow back down, and reached underneath for his toolbox, singing softly to himself as he went through the varying strings he had gathered for said bow.]

I'm malicious, mean and scary
My sneer could curdle dairy
And violence-wise, my hands are not the cleanest
But despite my evil look
And my temper and my hook
I've always yearned to be a concert pianist
Can't you see me on the stage performin' Mozart
Ticklin' the ivories 'til they gleam?
Yep, I'd rather be called deadly
For my killer show tune medley
Thank you, 'cause way down deep inside I've got a dream

[Clearly, Tyrion is something of a workaholic, when he gets himself going.]

Comments

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[passingthrough]

So, question one is, do you ever intentionally address your adoring public. And question two is, should I be concerned you seem to be DIYing an arsenal? There's probably a question three about the song, but we'll get there.

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[tallasaking]

[And now, you get to watch Tyrion jerk with surprise, Kitty, before he spins on his chair and blinks at her. Then he laughs, mis-matched eyes crinkling.]

Why Kitty Pryde, are you spying on me? No, wait, I am answering your questions first.

One ... actually I never do. I should do that sooner or later. They keep tuning in, after all. I should throw them some love.

Two, absolutely not, I'll build you a weapon if you like. I use my own materials, of course, so it might be awhile if you want something complicated.

Three ... yes let's just table three.

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[passingthrough]

[She's looking amused.] Careful. Don't want any sudden movements around all the pointy things. If this is spy work you make it very easy.

[She listens to his answers with interest and more of that amusement.] You really should especially since you haven't called or visited the Windrose. I haven't seen you since the dance. I barely remembered what you even look like. [Not that she'd called him or visited whichever ship it is he's on either. Tourist and Blameless get most of her non-Windrose love.]

As far as the weapons go... [She adjusts the video so he can see more of her then she lets a set of sharp metal claws fly out of the gauntlet encircling her forearm.] I worked with someone else on my something complicated.

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[pneumo]

[ Oh man, oh man...someone's singing♥ And while normally Sascha would go up and interrupt? He's actually enjoying listening to this. So he'll just be listening for a moment, until it seems Tyrion's stopped, and then-- ]

Your voice is really pretty♥

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[tallasaking]

[It's a deep sort of voice, throaty and deep, and when he stops singing he's surprised by another voice. He arches an eyebrow at the phone, before he clears his throat.]

Ah ... well. Thank you..?

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[pneumo]

You're welcome~ [ Surprise or no, at least it isn't yelling. ]

Do you have any other songs?

[moonofmylife]

Will you really have need of such a weapon, Lord Tyrion?

[She won't embarrass him by commenting on his singing voice, but it is rather nice.]

[tallasaking]

Your Majesty, a pleasure as always.

[Tyrion spins around, to give her a warm smile. He looks over at the bow and chuckles.]

That particular weapon is for a friend of mine onboard my vessel. She prefers bows and arrows, and I am perfecting my technique.

[moonofmylife]

I see. I also see you stole one of those plants.

[Can she have some for her room]

I can't imagine the natives will take too kindly to that.

[She shakes her head a bit but her smile shows that she doesn't entirely disapprove. He was a man who knew what he wanted and he got it for himself. She admired that about him.]

voice; it's safer this way, really

[beathach]

[dropping your communicator over accidental broadcasts is normal, right? It's totally normal.

But it's a face he recognizes, from magazines and seeing the man in person and yet - the accent and the hair color are off, very off, there's no glasses, and he isn't sure Bolivar Trask is was a man who made bows and other sorts of weapons. No, he preferred sentinels.

He watches the feed for a moment longer before he tentatively speaks up. It may not look like the man, but he has to know. For so many, many different reasons. His voice is a little weak]

I think you're - broadcasting, sir. By accident.

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[tallasaking]

[Tyrion frowned as some sort of noise came over his own communicator, but ignored it as he kept tweaking the bow. He is humming to himself again when he hears a voice over the device.

No face, a little odd, but anyways.]

Am I still broadcasting? By the Seven, I thought I turned the blasted thing off. [He pushed off with one booted foot, to turn off the camera, but kept the voice on.]

Thank you kindly, ser.

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[onerous]

[She has no idea what's going on in this video or which part to comment on first--or if she even should, it's clear he had no intention of broadcasting this but...]

Excuse me? What are you working on? [A bow it sounds like, but who would use a normal bow when they've got all this technology around??

Yuri hesitates a moment and then looks apologetic] Sorry, um... The broadcast was on.

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[tallasaking]

[Honestly he has absolutely no control over this fucking thing. He rubbed his forehead slightly embarrassed, before he cleared his throat.]

I am working on a bow, for a friend. [A wry smile passed his face.] Yes, I really must try to make a broadcast on purpose, sooner or later. Seems all I do is accidental.

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[reek]

The sound of your voice could curdle dairy on its own. There's no need to subject it to your face as well.

[ Yeah...yeah, he's gonna try again. This time without the video function on. ]

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[tallasaking]

Ah, Master Theon, are you going to play this game again?

[Yes, he'd know your petulant whine anywhere, boy. Don't play with this lion.]

voice;

[bloodbiter]

[with clear interest in her tone:]

Where did you find the books that instructed you in how to make that bow? Were they in the library on the Iskaulit?

voice;

[tallasaking]

[He glances over at the phone, and smiles as he shaved the edge of the bow itself.]

In fact I did. I am a great supporter of our library. I am wondering who is working on it now, besides Remus. The volumes there are fascinating.

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[ladybro]

...Doesn't look half-bad.

[ speaks the stranger. it's not the best bow she's ever seen, but nor is it the worst. ]

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[tallasaking]

Do you truly think so? I have been trying to get the curvature right, but I fear I do not have the right wood to work with.

[He sighed as he looked over at the bow.] I suppose I shall have to keep perfecting it until it is right.

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[partialities]

Lord Tyrion.

[ prim and pretty in her usual way but something is a bit different today, too. the ends of her brown curls are dyed a deep sky blue that goes well with the color of her gown. ]

You seem to be in a merry mood.

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[tallasaking]

Your Grace.

[He smiled at her, kicking off with his boot to slide over to the communication device.]

I am quite well occupied, so I suppose I have a right to be merry.

[athru]

[ Raven sees him and, for a moment, there's a slam of intense, blistering anger. It burns at her and makes her want to come forward with vile, dangerous words - and the only thing that stops her is Charles' voice in her head (in a metaphorical sense, not a literal) reminding her that she had made a choice. She had decided things, and that meant she had to live with what she had chosen to do.

It's only when she calms that she realises things are different, and this man - for all that he might look similar - is not Bolivar Trask. There's no moustache, no dark hair, no dangerous, slimy glint that makes her want to wrap her fingers around his neck. Just someone singing, and she swallows as she looks at what he's doing instead of his face. ]

Are the guns we're given not good enough for you?

[tallasaking]

[He looks up at the new voice on his communicator - and for as much as they share the same face, no, Tyrion does not have the greasy mustache, but a blonde beard he has trimmed down to neatness. His eyes are also two different colors, one green and one black, and his hair is naturally golden and curly.

Now it is his turn to stare at her - because he could be looking at Nova, with different hair and truly blue eyes instead of stormy grey. He tipped his head, curiosity moving through his expression, chased with faint amusement.]

...I am building it for a friend, actually, She prefers a bow and arrows to guns.

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[universal_charm]

Physics and a tavern ditty... not a combination I would usually think of.

_{[ A pause, a curious cant to his head. ]}

Do you know who Mozart is?

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[tallasaking]

I am a man of many different faces, my friend.

[He smirked faintly.]

Not a clue, honestly.