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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.]

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Yes, I suppose I am. [A faint snort.] Yes, the First Breath.

I'll see you soon. [And if he doesn't meet her in the cargo bay she'll just go searching his ship for the room with all the arrows.]

[She honestly does not have to go that far. He is waiting for her down on the shuttle bay, because the last thing he needs is to have everyone watching him while Kitty gives him sympathy hugs.

He has a reputation, after all.]

[She disembarks from her shuttle the old fashioned way—by phasing herself through the door. That's old fashioned, right? Maybe she doesn't know what that word means. It isn't long before she spots Tyrion though and smiles as she walks over.] Hey you.

[His lips curve up in amusement as she comes straight out of the shuttle.] Hello yourself. I must say, I am puzzled by your disdain for doors. [He holds out his hands to her, palms up.]

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Doors are the worst. [Smirking. It's really just something of a habit born partially of necessity. After all, it's nice being able to carry things and still easily pass through doors without all the juggling of items. It also comes from a desire to be seen as who and what she really is. She has an "invisible" power. Other mutants can be branded different on sight. She can pass for "normal" and she doesn't want to. She doesn't want someone to like her because they think she's something she's not and then change their mind. Of course she's not worried about that with Tyrion. Maybe less worried about it with him than nearly anyone in the Fleet. She thinks she'd find acceptance with him for who and what she is and the things she's done. She still worries about how Winn would really feel if he saw her in action in the past or even now if something happened.

She's not sure if she should be taking his hands right now, but what she does is accept it as a willingness for that hug she threatened before. She bends one knee to lower herself and wraps her arms around him to pull him close for a hug.]

[Well, he was trying to avoid the kind of sympathy that was going to remember how empty his heart and bed was, but well. It was Kitty, and he was rather powerless to this hug. So he hugs her in kind, his voice still put upon with dryness.]

Do I look that pathetic?

I can't even imagine using the word pathetic to describe you, Tyrion. [She can't. Maybe if she'd seen him really drunk... But as it is, no. He's too clever and thoughtful and regal for something like that.]

I just know how I've felt when I was alone and hugs are better. [To that end she doesn't pull away because, well, sometimes you need a longer hug.]

Oh, well. I shall take whatever definition you have. [He smiled a little into her shoulder, and let her keep squeezing him. When he was truly drunk he was that pathetic - but he wasn't planning on going back that way, thank you ever so much. He is done, trying to drink himself to death.]

You really are just looking to have me be an emotionally stable person, aren't you? [He stated, with a smile.] I have read about this.

[She laughs softly.] Of course, if you can be one, maybe there will be hope for me. [And finally she pulls back, though she keeps her lower position for the moment even if it's a little awkward. Well-trained bodies can handle such things! And it's not like she gets to use the training for saving lives anymore. Might as well use it for better eye contact and for him to be able to re-initiate if he wants.] What did you read?

[He smiled again.] I would not get your hopes up for that. [He looks at her, watching her lean back on her knees. She had remarkable balance, there.] I read a book on modern psychology. Just to see if I could understand some of the more modern ... ideals of today.

[You should see some of the physics-defying things she does in battle that aren't even related to her powers. But she does straighten herself out after a few moments.] Of course you did. [She appreciates how hard he studies to acclimate himself.] Learn anything valuable or interesting?

Well ... [And he did like watching her rise up. Mmm, friends they might be but she did move quite gracefully.] Well, I learned that I have more social and familial issues than I thought possible. Really, my father and sister did a number on me, and my brother only increased those issues with his own betrayals.

Mm, that sucks. Not that you weren't aware it wasn't exactly healthy and normal I'm guessing. Did it tell you about PTSD too? I'm pretty sure I have some of that. [Which is not something she normally goes around admitting, but with Tyrion, well it's just easier somehow.]

It did, and yes you have all the signs of it. [He gave her a wry smile.] It is all right, apparently I am a functioning alcoholic. So we are evenly matched for psychological scarring, at least.

[She laughs as one only can about such things when they are shared like this.] Okay, my psychologically-scarred friend, I forced my way onto your ship, I think you should give me a tour now.

[He smirked briefly, before he gestured for her to follow him.] I think I should as well. You have come so far.

Who else is on board? I know I've looked at the list, but there are lots of ships and lots of names and I don't have an eidetic memory like Reid.

Let's see ... there is Captain Furiosa, of course, who dislikes me. Nova, Cirilla. Young Stiles. Master Clint Barton. And of course, darling Lily. [He smiles, as he led her through the ship.] Far and away, Lily is my favorite person.

Clint knows a version of me from back home. I sadly don't know another version of him though. [Sad mostly because she wonders if it means he's dead. Kind of an extreme to jump to but her world is full of extremes and there must be some reason why the Avengers never formed there. Maybe Apocalypse knocked them out early.] And Stiles is amusing. I don't know the others except for Furiosa, but I'm already jealous of Lily.

Why does Furiosa dislike you?

Your worlds intersect in the oddest of ways, Kitty. [He murmurs as he leads her up to the bridge.] Stiles is amusing - and you shouldn't be jealous of Lily, she is the sweetest girl in the world.

[A pause.] ... I think I remind her too strongly of elements of her past that she would rather forget.

Oh, mine do? [She enjoys the way he speaks though. Don't ever change, Tyrion.]

Mmm...Does seem like her home was rough. Any idea what it is about you that brings it back?

I am not saying my fellow Westros inhabitants do not intersect oddly - but at least we all seem to come from the same world. [He smirks at her, before he looks thoughtful.]

I have a feeling that in her world, the powerful held a very strict leash over those who were not, and all those people? Were men, not women. I think I must remind her of such men, when I speak of regaining my family's lands, my birthright. She doesn't believe anything belongs to just one person, but all people.

Okay, fine. I guess even with the time bumps and relations we still win. [And there are plenty of odd relations and time bumps with her group too.]

Mmm, I can see where she would then. Especially in such a broken world they would need the supplies to stretch as much as possible to preserve what life they can. It would be the same at home. Apocalypse holds...held too much of the remaining resources so we would sometimes [Smiling] liberate them.

There you have it. You win by ... well. Being much stranger than the rest of us. [Yes, he can say that with a completely straight face, thank you ever so much.]

[One corner of his mouth twists.] It is not a matter of supplies, but who has them. Yes, I can see where that would be an issue. [He huffed out a breath.] I would like to think I would not be the kind of man who would starve the poor to prove a point of how big my cock is.

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Action, haha, I read "worlds" as "words" oh well

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