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[Video] [Public] [On purpose what is this thing]
Who: Tyrion Lannister
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: SS First Breath, Crowley's Bar
When: Todayish
[Tyrion spins around in his chair, to face the camera, and yes; Drift Fleet, he is speaking directly to you.]
Good morrow, my fellow prisoners. [One corner of his mouth twists up - yes, he went there.] Recent events have proven to me, yet again, that in the face of adversity, one must look towards a brighter side of life. It would be altogether too easy to let what Atroma has done to one of our own, and I assure you, I believe it was done to this poor man -- drag us into paranoia and fear.
[He pauses.] For example I have built at least five new tasers. Still, even I realize that fear will do nothing but let them have their little drama, so I offer something else instead. Have some ... rather questionable entertainment - older parental figures, please remove all children from their viewing screens. You can let them have them back when I am done.
[A pause, while he taps his fingers in his table, looking at the ceiling and humming.]
They are gone? Good. First ... a poetry reading from the basket I was sent. I have been told I have a 'beautiful voice' and so I am sharing here with all of you - in apparently the most perverse way possible.
[He clears his throat, smirks at the camera, and begins to read.]
I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
Ah, when she moved, she moved more ways than one:
The shapes a bright container can contain!
Of her choice virtues only gods should speak,
Or English poets who grew up on Greek
(I'd have them sing in chorus, cheek to cheek.)
How well her wishes went! She stroked my chin,
She taught me Turn, and Counter-turn, and stand;
She taught me Touch, that undulant white skin:
I nibbled meekly from her proffered hand;
She was the sickle; I, poor I, the rake,
Coming behind her for her pretty sake
(But what prodigious mowing did we make.)
Love likes a gander, and adores a goose:
Her full lips pursed, the errant note to seize;
She played it quick, she played it light and loose;
My eyes, they dazzled at her flowing knees;
Her several parts could keep a pure repose,
Or one hip quiver with a mobile nose
(She moved in circles, and those circles moved.)
Let seed be grass, and grass turn into hay:
I'm martyr to a motion not my own;
What's freedom for? To know eternity.
I swear she cast a shadow white as stone.
But who would count eternity in days?
These old bones live to learn her wanton ways:
(I measure time by how a body sways.)
[He closes the book with a snap, smiles that crooked smile of his, and then pushes his chair off in another direction, where a map of Westeros stands.] And because I promised my good friend Kitty's man, Winn, here is a lesson on my home country. This ... is Westeros, and marked here are the holdings of the major houses of Westeros at the time of Robert's Rebellion.
[Tyrion takes a pointer, and starts at the top of the map, where there is the head of a wolf on a dark grey background.] Here are the holdings of House Stark, which by the way are still the holdings of House Stark, I don't care who says what. Why would anyone want that much frozen landscape anyways, it's beyond me. Still, it is a beautiful, harsh country - whose people are loyal to a fault and more stubborn beyond. House Stark embodies all of that - please see Robb Stark if you disbelieve me. Their home is Winterfell, and their house motto is Winter Is Coming. If you ask - yes they have a fine grasp on the seasons, it is meant to be a saying that while you might be fat and drunk and with some comely person in your bed -- beware. Darker times are always ahead, so be prepared. Stock up on that wine, and the comely ones!
[He gestured to the right.] Here are the holdings of House Arryn - they are mostly in the mountains of Westeros, where their home lies, fondly called the Eyrie. Since it takes two lifts up the side of a mountain and several donkeys, the name is apt. I would not recommend the view, especially if you are sitting in one of their dungeons - they lack a wall right where a drop to your death would be. They also have a lovely way to assassinate you - it's called the Moon Door. They throw you out and see if you can fly. [One eyebrow raises.] Consider that. Their house motto is 'As High As Honor' - which means they consider themselves very honorable for being that high off the ground. As they honored their word to let me go? I'll consider it apt.
[Moving the pointer on, he gestures to the sigil of the fish.] These are the riverlands - home of many famous battles over the years, and the most fertile land outside of Highgarden's holdings. This is the home of House Tully, and if you are wondering if the fish means they are slippery - please. It is the fish because the fishing is excellent. The only slippery member of House Tully would be the Blackfish, and that man earned that honorific for being the slyest member of his entire household, which is quite an accomplishment all things considered. House Tully is annoying honest and forthright. Their family motto is 'Family. Duty. Honor.' Trust me, they do go in that order. My brother Jaime found that out all too well when he got to spend time in their dungeon ... are you noting a theme about my family? But we'll get to them later.
[He gestured downward.] The lands of House Targaryan. Ruling family of Westeros for hundreds of years, before Robert's Rebellion. They came from Valyria with dragons and basically trounced us all into the ground. [He smirks back at the camera.] That's what happens when someone has dragons. They sort of trump everything else. They weren't a bad lot, all things considered, except inbreeding made some of them ... odd. Interesting fact about them, they believe in the three heads of the dragon, which means sometimes in their family brothers marry sisters and begat children who are their children and their nieces and nephews at the same time. This has turned out to be ... ah ... again, something of a mixed blessing for them. However, they produced Daenerys Targaryan, so it didn't end too badly. The Mother of Dragons is a delight, in my personal opinion. Their house motto is 'Fire and Blood' - mostly dealing with, their dragons spit fire, and then you bleed from every orifice. Their home is Dragonstone - because ... well, you guessed it.
[He shifts the pointer down again.] And here we are to our current ruling house, House Baratheon. Here is a fun fact for you - Robert started the rebellion against the Targaryans for kidnapping his future bride and killing his future father-in-law and brother-in-law. Twenty years later after he ... died under mysterious circumstances, ahem, his two brothers then rose up in rebellion against his wife's family - my family - for then murdering him and not having any direct heirs to the throne. In fact Stannis and Renly were two of the kings in the war of the five kings. Which is now the war of ... ah ... let's see, Stannis is still about, Renly is dead, Joffrey is dead, but Aemon is coming and Tommen's taken the throne - I believe it is not the war of Three or Four Kings, with a side of Squid Uprising and soon to have another platter of Fire and Blood Queen. So, there you have that. Their motto is 'Ours Is The Fury' and since Renly is the only one I remember being able to control his temper - at all, I would say that is correct. Very angry lot, the Baratheons. Their home is Storm's End, a bleak sort of place but very fitting.
[Yes, he mercifully left out Robb's own death. You're welcome, King of the North.]
Now, we shall slip further south here to House Martell, who live in Dorne, a country mostly made up of desert and very angry, very clever people. Theirs is the hottest country, but what they lack in farmland they make up in warriors who can slay you in a heartbeat. Interesting fact about them - they never took a knee in defeat to House Targaryan - they only joined the Seven Kingdoms through marriage, and even that was hard-won. In fact many of their great alliances were built through marriage. I apparently almost married Princess Elia of Dorne - had my father managed to not be a complete ass I might be a Prince Consort right now. They got their revenge though - Elia married Rhaegar, heir to the Iron Throne and ousted my sister. The Martells have had it out for the Lannisters since Robert's Rebellion -- no wonder because if not for us the whole dastardly plot would have fallen through. Their house motto is 'Unbowed. Unbent. Unbroken.', which as the name suggests, means they aren't taking a knee to any of us, so fuck off. Their home seat is Sunspear, and I hear the water gardens are lovely.
[The pointer shifts to the south west.] Ah, Highgarden, the most fertile land in all of Westros. Their gardens are legendary, as are their beauties, and none more than the Rose of House Tyrell, Margaery. [A slight bow of the waist.] House Tyrell was gifted with these lands by King Aemon, hundred of years ago. Fun fact about them -- they have the most delicious wine in all of Westeros, perhaps the known world. It is Arbor Red, and I would probably stab a great deal of you in the back of the leg to get a bottle of it before you did. Highgarden is also the home of chivalry in the Seven Kingdoms, you will never find knights with better manners or ladies with more refinement. Again, I direct you to Margaery, and I promise you, her brother Loras is equally shining and beautiful. It would be annoying if they weren't so damned charming. Their seat is Highgarden, and their motto is 'Growing Strong'. Since they have survived every king for the last thousand years or so, I think they've earned it.
[The pointer shifts up - and up further, to a small string of islands.] And here lies the Iron Islands, ruled by House Greyjoy. If ever a house was more aptly named, I cannot think of it. Everything about their islands is grey and without cheer. Their people, their boats, their rather disturbing beliefs about their gods of the water. They are a hard people, and they rule the seas like one would rule lands - sometimes without any damned clue at all. For example - the Iron Islands stood in protest against Robert, and then tried to take on all of House Stark.
[He points to the tiiiiiny Iron Islands. And then to the huuuuuuuuuuuuge North.] Clearly not good strategy. However, it should be noted that the motto for House Greyjoy is 'We Do Not Sow'. They don't grow anything on their islands, but instead prefer to raid the rest of us for their food and supplies. Which ... honestly, makes them noble pirates, or pirate nobles, although I find the pirate part usually the most apt. Their seat is the Pyke. Again, aptly named.
[The pointer flourishes.] And now, we finish with House Lannister, my own house. We are known for many things - my father Tywin was known as the coldest man in all of Westros, my brother Jaime was known as the Kingslayer for his part in Robert's Rebellion, and my sister is an acknowledged beauty from one end of Westros to another -- and her cunt is known for it's looseness as well. We are the richest family in all of Westeros, and therefore, also the most hated. In fact, people will spit when they say our name. Lannister is synonymous with spitting out one's curses - in fact I believe that we may have single-handedly wet our own fields with the spit of the outraged. Now, that is not to say that all of House Lannister is without honor - my Uncle Kevan for example is a fine man, bit weak about the knees but otherwise honorable and intelligent. Jaime did kill a mad king who was boiling people in oil. And then you have me - the most despised member of House Lannister, by House Lannister, despite being lauded as the smartest man in all of Westeros. [He looked flatly at the screen.] Yet I'm the one that everyone seems to like, despite my appearance. Please suck on that particular tit for awhile. My family also falls in for incest - my father and mother were first cousins - and since this produced Cersei and Joffrey, you can see how well that turned out.
[He rests his pointer between his hands, looking mock solemnly at the screen.] Your lesson for the day is ... Incest is Bad, children. At any rate - our home is Casterly Rock, where we sit on a mountain of gold and lions, and our motto is 'Hear Me Roar'. Noted though, we don't roar until we've ripped your throat out. We're sneaky like that.
And here, endeth the lesson. [Tyrion smiles cheerfully.] I am going to see about my new job managing liquor now, but do feel free to stop by, pay for a drink and ask me as many questions as you like about Westeros history and or politics. I shall be happy to enlighten you.
[And he turns off the feed.]
Broadcast: Everyone
Action: SS First Breath, Crowley's Bar
When: Todayish
[Tyrion spins around in his chair, to face the camera, and yes; Drift Fleet, he is speaking directly to you.]
Good morrow, my fellow prisoners. [One corner of his mouth twists up - yes, he went there.] Recent events have proven to me, yet again, that in the face of adversity, one must look towards a brighter side of life. It would be altogether too easy to let what Atroma has done to one of our own, and I assure you, I believe it was done to this poor man -- drag us into paranoia and fear.
[He pauses.] For example I have built at least five new tasers. Still, even I realize that fear will do nothing but let them have their little drama, so I offer something else instead. Have some ... rather questionable entertainment - older parental figures, please remove all children from their viewing screens. You can let them have them back when I am done.
[A pause, while he taps his fingers in his table, looking at the ceiling and humming.]
They are gone? Good. First ... a poetry reading from the basket I was sent. I have been told I have a 'beautiful voice' and so I am sharing here with all of you - in apparently the most perverse way possible.
[He clears his throat, smirks at the camera, and begins to read.]
I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
Ah, when she moved, she moved more ways than one:
The shapes a bright container can contain!
Of her choice virtues only gods should speak,
Or English poets who grew up on Greek
(I'd have them sing in chorus, cheek to cheek.)
How well her wishes went! She stroked my chin,
She taught me Turn, and Counter-turn, and stand;
She taught me Touch, that undulant white skin:
I nibbled meekly from her proffered hand;
She was the sickle; I, poor I, the rake,
Coming behind her for her pretty sake
(But what prodigious mowing did we make.)
Love likes a gander, and adores a goose:
Her full lips pursed, the errant note to seize;
She played it quick, she played it light and loose;
My eyes, they dazzled at her flowing knees;
Her several parts could keep a pure repose,
Or one hip quiver with a mobile nose
(She moved in circles, and those circles moved.)
Let seed be grass, and grass turn into hay:
I'm martyr to a motion not my own;
What's freedom for? To know eternity.
I swear she cast a shadow white as stone.
But who would count eternity in days?
These old bones live to learn her wanton ways:
(I measure time by how a body sways.)
[He closes the book with a snap, smiles that crooked smile of his, and then pushes his chair off in another direction, where a map of Westeros stands.] And because I promised my good friend Kitty's man, Winn, here is a lesson on my home country. This ... is Westeros, and marked here are the holdings of the major houses of Westeros at the time of Robert's Rebellion.
[Tyrion takes a pointer, and starts at the top of the map, where there is the head of a wolf on a dark grey background.] Here are the holdings of House Stark, which by the way are still the holdings of House Stark, I don't care who says what. Why would anyone want that much frozen landscape anyways, it's beyond me. Still, it is a beautiful, harsh country - whose people are loyal to a fault and more stubborn beyond. House Stark embodies all of that - please see Robb Stark if you disbelieve me. Their home is Winterfell, and their house motto is Winter Is Coming. If you ask - yes they have a fine grasp on the seasons, it is meant to be a saying that while you might be fat and drunk and with some comely person in your bed -- beware. Darker times are always ahead, so be prepared. Stock up on that wine, and the comely ones!
[He gestured to the right.] Here are the holdings of House Arryn - they are mostly in the mountains of Westeros, where their home lies, fondly called the Eyrie. Since it takes two lifts up the side of a mountain and several donkeys, the name is apt. I would not recommend the view, especially if you are sitting in one of their dungeons - they lack a wall right where a drop to your death would be. They also have a lovely way to assassinate you - it's called the Moon Door. They throw you out and see if you can fly. [One eyebrow raises.] Consider that. Their house motto is 'As High As Honor' - which means they consider themselves very honorable for being that high off the ground. As they honored their word to let me go? I'll consider it apt.
[Moving the pointer on, he gestures to the sigil of the fish.] These are the riverlands - home of many famous battles over the years, and the most fertile land outside of Highgarden's holdings. This is the home of House Tully, and if you are wondering if the fish means they are slippery - please. It is the fish because the fishing is excellent. The only slippery member of House Tully would be the Blackfish, and that man earned that honorific for being the slyest member of his entire household, which is quite an accomplishment all things considered. House Tully is annoying honest and forthright. Their family motto is 'Family. Duty. Honor.' Trust me, they do go in that order. My brother Jaime found that out all too well when he got to spend time in their dungeon ... are you noting a theme about my family? But we'll get to them later.
[He gestured downward.] The lands of House Targaryan. Ruling family of Westeros for hundreds of years, before Robert's Rebellion. They came from Valyria with dragons and basically trounced us all into the ground. [He smirks back at the camera.] That's what happens when someone has dragons. They sort of trump everything else. They weren't a bad lot, all things considered, except inbreeding made some of them ... odd. Interesting fact about them, they believe in the three heads of the dragon, which means sometimes in their family brothers marry sisters and begat children who are their children and their nieces and nephews at the same time. This has turned out to be ... ah ... again, something of a mixed blessing for them. However, they produced Daenerys Targaryan, so it didn't end too badly. The Mother of Dragons is a delight, in my personal opinion. Their house motto is 'Fire and Blood' - mostly dealing with, their dragons spit fire, and then you bleed from every orifice. Their home is Dragonstone - because ... well, you guessed it.
[He shifts the pointer down again.] And here we are to our current ruling house, House Baratheon. Here is a fun fact for you - Robert started the rebellion against the Targaryans for kidnapping his future bride and killing his future father-in-law and brother-in-law. Twenty years later after he ... died under mysterious circumstances, ahem, his two brothers then rose up in rebellion against his wife's family - my family - for then murdering him and not having any direct heirs to the throne. In fact Stannis and Renly were two of the kings in the war of the five kings. Which is now the war of ... ah ... let's see, Stannis is still about, Renly is dead, Joffrey is dead, but Aemon is coming and Tommen's taken the throne - I believe it is not the war of Three or Four Kings, with a side of Squid Uprising and soon to have another platter of Fire and Blood Queen. So, there you have that. Their motto is 'Ours Is The Fury' and since Renly is the only one I remember being able to control his temper - at all, I would say that is correct. Very angry lot, the Baratheons. Their home is Storm's End, a bleak sort of place but very fitting.
[Yes, he mercifully left out Robb's own death. You're welcome, King of the North.]
Now, we shall slip further south here to House Martell, who live in Dorne, a country mostly made up of desert and very angry, very clever people. Theirs is the hottest country, but what they lack in farmland they make up in warriors who can slay you in a heartbeat. Interesting fact about them - they never took a knee in defeat to House Targaryan - they only joined the Seven Kingdoms through marriage, and even that was hard-won. In fact many of their great alliances were built through marriage. I apparently almost married Princess Elia of Dorne - had my father managed to not be a complete ass I might be a Prince Consort right now. They got their revenge though - Elia married Rhaegar, heir to the Iron Throne and ousted my sister. The Martells have had it out for the Lannisters since Robert's Rebellion -- no wonder because if not for us the whole dastardly plot would have fallen through. Their house motto is 'Unbowed. Unbent. Unbroken.', which as the name suggests, means they aren't taking a knee to any of us, so fuck off. Their home seat is Sunspear, and I hear the water gardens are lovely.
[The pointer shifts to the south west.] Ah, Highgarden, the most fertile land in all of Westros. Their gardens are legendary, as are their beauties, and none more than the Rose of House Tyrell, Margaery. [A slight bow of the waist.] House Tyrell was gifted with these lands by King Aemon, hundred of years ago. Fun fact about them -- they have the most delicious wine in all of Westeros, perhaps the known world. It is Arbor Red, and I would probably stab a great deal of you in the back of the leg to get a bottle of it before you did. Highgarden is also the home of chivalry in the Seven Kingdoms, you will never find knights with better manners or ladies with more refinement. Again, I direct you to Margaery, and I promise you, her brother Loras is equally shining and beautiful. It would be annoying if they weren't so damned charming. Their seat is Highgarden, and their motto is 'Growing Strong'. Since they have survived every king for the last thousand years or so, I think they've earned it.
[The pointer shifts up - and up further, to a small string of islands.] And here lies the Iron Islands, ruled by House Greyjoy. If ever a house was more aptly named, I cannot think of it. Everything about their islands is grey and without cheer. Their people, their boats, their rather disturbing beliefs about their gods of the water. They are a hard people, and they rule the seas like one would rule lands - sometimes without any damned clue at all. For example - the Iron Islands stood in protest against Robert, and then tried to take on all of House Stark.
[He points to the tiiiiiny Iron Islands. And then to the huuuuuuuuuuuuge North.] Clearly not good strategy. However, it should be noted that the motto for House Greyjoy is 'We Do Not Sow'. They don't grow anything on their islands, but instead prefer to raid the rest of us for their food and supplies. Which ... honestly, makes them noble pirates, or pirate nobles, although I find the pirate part usually the most apt. Their seat is the Pyke. Again, aptly named.
[The pointer flourishes.] And now, we finish with House Lannister, my own house. We are known for many things - my father Tywin was known as the coldest man in all of Westros, my brother Jaime was known as the Kingslayer for his part in Robert's Rebellion, and my sister is an acknowledged beauty from one end of Westros to another -- and her cunt is known for it's looseness as well. We are the richest family in all of Westeros, and therefore, also the most hated. In fact, people will spit when they say our name. Lannister is synonymous with spitting out one's curses - in fact I believe that we may have single-handedly wet our own fields with the spit of the outraged. Now, that is not to say that all of House Lannister is without honor - my Uncle Kevan for example is a fine man, bit weak about the knees but otherwise honorable and intelligent. Jaime did kill a mad king who was boiling people in oil. And then you have me - the most despised member of House Lannister, by House Lannister, despite being lauded as the smartest man in all of Westeros. [He looked flatly at the screen.] Yet I'm the one that everyone seems to like, despite my appearance. Please suck on that particular tit for awhile. My family also falls in for incest - my father and mother were first cousins - and since this produced Cersei and Joffrey, you can see how well that turned out.
[He rests his pointer between his hands, looking mock solemnly at the screen.] Your lesson for the day is ... Incest is Bad, children. At any rate - our home is Casterly Rock, where we sit on a mountain of gold and lions, and our motto is 'Hear Me Roar'. Noted though, we don't roar until we've ripped your throat out. We're sneaky like that.
And here, endeth the lesson. [Tyrion smiles cheerfully.] I am going to see about my new job managing liquor now, but do feel free to stop by, pay for a drink and ask me as many questions as you like about Westeros history and or politics. I shall be happy to enlighten you.
[And he turns off the feed.]
Re: video;
[He eyes the young man before him, mis-matched eyes narrowing.]
Considering how 'awesome' I am, I think I can discern when someone needs a drink. Come and see me, Winn.
video;
but he has to do it sometime. and kitty's feeling well, she's in company. and he really could use that drink, it's true.
but why is he getting the feeling he's being summoned to the principal's office again? he really is off his game, isn't he. ]
Can never say no to a drink on the house - [ he smiles, because smiling is always easier. ] Be right over.
Re: video;
[He'll put the money in now, so there's something of a tab here for his friends. Can't short the business, after all.]
video -> action;
[ and possibly the first person winn has allowed to buy something for him since he arrived on the fleet, enjoy that dubious honor.
with that, winn signs off and gets on the shuttle. he arrives a few minutes later. his weariness is clear on his face; the bags under his eyes have overweight luggage of their own, but other than that he seems to be in high spirits! because that's the default air he likes to have around him. he takes a seat on that free stool, and offers tyrion a friendly smile and a wave, waiting patiently for him to free up. ]
Re: video -> action;
It tastes of summer, and happiness. You look like you could use both. [He sits on his stool, giving Winn a more thoughtful look.] It seems you've been repressing quite a bit of worry, my young friend. It's written all over your face.
action;
Thanks, here's to you.
[ he takes a sip and nods - it's not what he's used to drinking, but it's not bad either. he smiles and wipes his mouth as he puts the glass down, making a show of wiping his face. ]
Shoot, really? That's probably Kitty magic markering while I sleep - [ like he sleeps long and heavily enough for anyone to do that. ]
Re: action;
[A faint snort.] I would find that more believable if you did not look like you sat through a siege.
[Pause, then alarm.] You ... weren't on the ship with Winter, were you?
action;
[ it's honest. heck, he'd probably be dead. he doesn't know the first thing about defending himself; but he's going to learn. probably never to deal with an assault of that caliber, but hopefully to survive long enough for help to arrive, or to get away. ]
I came over with the medics.
Re: action;
[He is going to make sure that Winn's glass is refilled, because it needs to be refilled at least once or twice.]
action;
he shakes his head no. ]
I've seen fights but -- nothing like this. [ nothing that's so - killed or be killed bloody gory. the scenes of supergirls' fights are heavy on destruction but light on the casualties, and the fights he was in as a kid...well, they were brutal sometimes, but he was never hurt too badly, all he has to show for them now is one barely visible scar on his chin. ]
I understand your world's -- seen a lot.
action
It is ... disarming, when you first see it. I hate to tell you that you become accustomed to it, because you do not, but you learn to put that part away until you are able to deal with the horror.
[He dips his head.] I have seen my own fair share of brutality, yes.
action
[ he shakes his head. of course he doesn't want to see it often enough to learn to deal with it - but if even if he's forced to deal with it every day he doesn't want to ever get desensitized. that's a terrifying step towards losing his compassion, his humanity, his sanity, himself - and becoming his father. no. just no. if he has to spend every day in agonizing misery, it'll still be a better life. ]
I'm sorry. [ honestly. he doesn't know how you deal with these things. the fleet definitely put his life in perspective. ] You're a good person, Tyrion.
[ and he just wants to take him and margaery to national city with him too. he wants to take all the friends he's made home with him, where they'll be safe. they deserve to be safe. but their worlds need them to fight for them, save them, he understands that. he admires margaery's commitment to her people as much as he fears it. she's only a child. ]
Re: action
[Winn was one of those who should not see such great violence, or bloodshed, but when he did see he needed to speak of it. So it would not fester inside.]
There is no need for apologies - and ... thank you. [To be called a good person by a good person, that did mean something.]
I am more concerned about you, though. You cannot hold all of this in, Winn. If you are this distraught, you should speak of it to someone. Kitty, or me, or another friend. You are a good person as well, and I see that this weighs on you.
action
kara told him he's one of the bravest people she knows. but all he feels like is a pathetic, useless coward. ]
Thanks -- that's one off my list, I'm collecting that offer from every member. [ he's grateful, he is, don't get him wrong here. he's so happy that people care about him. but he's spent his life learning not to burden people with his feelings, and only a few short months trying to understand the opposite is true.
he takes a long sip of his drink. ]
This gets better with every taste -- what's in here, anyway?
Re: action
[Tyrion offers up, before he smiles and nods at the glass.] That is something Kate taught me to make - it is a paloma. Tequila, grapefruit juice, with a touch of soda and lime. Mostly tart, slightly sweet. It reminds of summers back home.
[He arched an eyebrow at Winn.] It is not all bloodshed and chaos in Westeros, you know. I am not saying we do not have our fair share -- but I have made ... many good friends, despite myself. [Bronn came to mind. Podrick. Jon Connington. Varys. Even the Bear, in his rough way.] I have learned that our world is what we make it - and the only way to make it is take control of our own path.
action
[ he smiles, there's something sweet about finding out their joined circle of friends goes beyond kitty, makes it feel like their friendship is more their own somehow, than just because he's "kitty's man". ]
I'm glad - good friends make the worst situations better. [ he thinks of that first night after the attack, in the windrose's shuttle bay with kara. of jim checking up on him on the tourist. he's not sure what kind of person he would be today if he didn't have kara here, if he hadn't made all these friends, and he's just so grateful that he doesn't have to find out. ] That's really smart. [ he nods ] And kinda reminiscent of Jim's advice. He may be possessing half the fleet. [ said fondly. he's gotten surprisingly close to his captain, so much so that he calls him brother to his face. ]
So what have you made of your world, Tyrion?
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[He crooks a smile, because he knows that Winn is Margaery's friend as well.]
They do. Especially ... well. [he gestured around with his glass of water.] All this. [There is quite a bit of 'this' to handle, after all. A smirk follows.] Naturally. I am the smartest man in all of Westeros. [A beat, before he grinned.] Only if he lets me have the other half. [And there is another friend they have in common.]
[There is a deep sigh there.] I have realized this, Winn. How I make my world must be completely separate from what my family has done. I must seek out those who will value what I bring to the table, and not disparage me because of my appearance, or my birth.
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You wanna be judged on your merits and faults, not someone else's sins and genetic disposition.
[ it's pretty clear he speaks with deep understanding as he runs a finger across the rim of his glass. it's all he's ever wanted too, and he knows he has it here, but he can't seem to stop judging himself. ]
And you should be. It's a lot easier here, isn't it? [ at least it is for him. people are a lot more understanding, more open, more accepting. then again, they've never seen news bulletins about winslow schott aka toyman and his murders. ]
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Precisely so.
[He looks at Winn, and he can see that understanding etched over his face. There is a soul who knows what it is to be judged for who their family was, and not who he is.]
It is. Where other people come from - dwarves are not considered monsters to be slain in the cradle. The Lannisters are just a name, like any other. Outside those in Westeros ... I have been judged for who I am, not who I am 'supposed to be'. I ... take it you have found the same.
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Winslow Schott Sr. puts the 'cray' in crazy. [ since tyrion has been so open about his family, he kind of feels like he has to reciprocate, plus it's been a hard week and he's had more to drink than he's used to these days. and...so many people know by now, he'd rather just come out and say it before tyrion finds out from someone else. it doesn't matter anyway, he has nothing to be afraid of here - nobody cares. it's so refreshing. ]
Can I ask you something? If you could choose for yourself, between going home and -- going somewhere else. Without the Atroma, without the augments, somewhere you could be free from their control, and your family, and your world's expectations -- which would you choose?
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Well he sounds like a delightful fellow who should be rotting in a cell. Which I hope he is. [Because Winn's mouth tensed, his eyes tensed -- everything about his father made Winn unhappy. Yet he did not care, because ... well, they were here.]
[He thinks about that for a long, long time, sipping his water.] ... When I first started my journey to Meereen, I would have said 'no'. I wanted my revenge more than I wanted anything else. But now? Knowing that there are worlds out there that I would be seen no more differently than you, that my mind would be an asset that would be appreciated, and not used -- yes. Yes, I would go ...where-ever that is. As long as I could keep studying, keep seeing new things.
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[ and hopefully he'll keep on doing that forever because one breakout is enough for a lifetime.
tyrion's reply makes him smile. he's nowhere near opening a breach back to national city, but when he makes it (when, not if. he can't let himself consider the possibility that it won't ever happen because if he lets that fear in it'll consume him)...saying goodbye to his friends would be hell. the thought that maybe one of them would come along, well, it's a breath of fresh air in a time that's been feeling like the metaphorical equivalent of being locked outside on that moon with no mask. ]
Well, when we find a way back, if National City interests you, I can guarantee it meets your criteria.
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Tyrion gave Winn a thoughtful look, tipping his head to the side. It was a considerate offer, allowing him to travel away from the life he was not sure he was going to keep, in his world. Dany might choose to kill him. He might die at the hands of the Second Sons. If nothing else ... Winn's world meant surviving.
Going there with a friend, was a bonus.]
You'll have to tell me about your city first.
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[ hoping with all his might that the atroma won't pull him here.
but then the subject changes he actually looks excited and re-energized; he hasn't gotten to talk much about home in these nearly four months, and he's starting to get really badly homesick. ]
National City - it's in California - that's my State, in the United States of America, that's my country. It's usually sunny, you can't really beat the weather, and there're great beaches. My country, it believes in equality for all - sure there are jackasses just like anywhere else - but those rights are legally protected so if anyone denies you anything based on your stature or any other stupid reason, you can take them to court. Disclaimer - we do have a high rate of alien attacks, but it's ok because we also have Supergirl to protect us - which makes us one of the safest places you could possibly live in in the multiverse. [ there are no limits to his faith in kara. ] She's the best. Oh! And we have the best take out, there's this one Thai place, Kara and I order from there so much, I think it's my first time in a year going over a week without it.
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Ah, the United States. Yes, I have read about your country. [Elected public officials - what would they think of next?] So you and Kara are best friends, yes? She is a super-hero, and has a normal life as well. Fascinating. [He frowned a little.] What is Thai food?
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