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Who: Kitty Pryde and everyone who tags!
Broadcast: Yep!
Action: Planet fun! Or Windrose maybe. I'm flexible.
When: Now or nowish. Definitely now-adjacent.

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I have an important request. I need someone who can make cheese. Do cheese makers have an old timey name like cobblers and haberdashers or are those only for clothes? Anyway, calling all of those.

Cheese doesn't seem to be a thing here from what I can tell, but we're just one ingredient away from some really great pizza. I have no idea what cheese requires other than cows or goats or something. I grew up so close to Wisconsin, but I feel like I learned so little.

I would also accept alternative cheese. I know there were vegan kinds made out of hopes and dreams or something I assume. I can pay you or share the finished pizza or do something in trade if I had skills. I could beat someone up for you maybe. [She's not going to do that. Probably.] We'll work it out.

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[She's on the planet doing all of these things and more but this post won't get to CAPTCHA! You might find her on the Windrose veeeery rarely!]

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[Right? The most innocent an unassuming.]

I'm honored. [She's teasing, but what she said was also true. She is honored to be someone he'd want to share his thoughts and feelings with even when you don't have much control about what comes out.]

I talked to her finally. You still seemed to be in her good graces, so I guess it worked out.

[They are so platonic it hurts our teeth.]

You should be. [Is his mock answer, but the smile he gives her is warm.]

I am not entirely sure Dany knows what to make of me. I shall endeavor to work on that.

[She platonically reaches over to brush back some of his hair gently. It's good to have some kind of connection still. She had friends and support here before Winn arrived and she has even more now if she'll let them in. That's the hard part. It's a little less hard with Tyrion.]

Does anyone really know what to make of you?

[He ever so platonically leans into that touch a little, before he leans back again. Their connection was far more than simple meet and greets. They had done the near impossible - let another person in.

His mis-matched eyes glinted.] Not even a little. The woman who does is the one I'm going to marry.

[It's a terrifying thing to do but if it works out it's the best kind of thing.]

Does it make it awkward then if I says I thought I understood you a little?

[It is always the best, with them.]

Not even. You are absolutely the one person I know understands me.

[She smiles a little.] Did you just propose while Winn is in a coma? Sneaky. [She finds his hand and gives it a squeeze as she manages a light smile.]

[He chortles softly at that, before he gallantly takes her hand and kisses it.] Naturally. I always strike when my foes are unaware. This seemed like the best distraction I would get. So now he will just have to deal with the fact that I asked you first - even he'll probably be the one who asks you last.

[And, alas, get the girl. That was how these things worked though, and in his expression there was only warm humor.]

Like Winn could be anyone's foe. You think he'd ask? [She looks thoughtful. More peaceful though. It's a nice idea.] We haven't talked about it at all. [They haven't really been together that long.] There was some accidental talk of children.

...By the Seven, he couldn't be. That is the sweetest man in all of existence. [Who could ever hate Winn?] He would be a fool not to. [Was Tyrion's firm opinion on the matter.] Once you find the right one, and she feels the same about you, you do not waste time. The wedding itself can wait, but at least make sure you know that he is yours, and you are his.

[How is she even with the sweetest man in all of existence? How did that happen?] Might not be the safest thing to ask in a place like this where they can put us to sleep or send us away whenever they want. Not that life is ever long and guaranteed. [Okay, sometimes it's long but it's not really surprising she doesn't see it that way anymore.]

[Tyrion isn't sure, but he most definitely is outclassed in the sweet department for the rest of his days. Winn could pin that on his lapel.] Perhaps, perhaps not. But that is the risk of love, is it not? You never know what might happen.

Probably wouldn't be worth doing if it wasn't hard sometimes. [She tilts her head to better see him.] I have a Robb Stark story for you. [Which she really shouldn't tell, but she brought all this sad news in and is moping on his bed and it could be worth a laugh and hopefully he'll use it with discretion. Okay, she'll ask for it at least.]

If you'll keep it to yourself.

Well, nothing is worth doing if it is not hard. [Is his all-together innocent response, before his eyebrows perked up together.] Is that so ... please do share. I could use something relatively humorous.

[He rolled his eyes, but crossed one finger over his chest.]

He was very drunk when I ran into him and he kept asking to touch my teats. [She lifts her hands to form air quotes.] I've never heard anyone call a human's that before.

[Of course while there is something funny to the story it's also very sad because she knows the grief and loneliness that led him to over drinking.]

... He kept asking if he could touch your ... [Tyrion put a hand over his face and let out a low, helpless sort of laugh.] Oh, that boy. That boy is something else. He tries so hard to be a man and then he says something like that. Oh, Robb Stark, you are adorable.

[He laughed again, before peeking through his stubby fingers to give her a cheeky smile.] Well, did you?

Yeah, as it turns out that's all it takes for me. [She gives him a light punch in the arm she is managing a smile though.] Of course I didn't.

He really did say it a lot too and so much staring.

If that is the case I clearly have been taking the wrong approach ... Ow. [He smirks up at her, before he shakes his head.]

He is as subtle with women as he is with politics.

He's got the honesty part down. That's something. Probably not something good for him back where you're from. [Obviously. Not that she knows what got him killed exactly.]

It has not really done well for him so far, no. [Considering he got executed for marrying the wrong girl. Sigh.]

He found out that he dies back home. [She's not sure if Robb's awareness is news to Tyrion or not.] I was a mess when I found out too. I also got pathetically drunk. Didn't ask to see anyone's teats but I did make out with someone I barely knew.

Yes, I know. [He sighed softly, tipping his head back to look at her.] It was my father who arranged it. I am sure when I find out about my own death I will be equally a mess.

[She meets his gaze. Of course it was his father. Sigh.] You're not allowed to die. I'm dooming you to immortality for my peace of mind.

... why in the world is everyone trying to make sure I live forever? [Is Tyrion's amused response.] What would I do with immortality anyways.

You'd probably write porn.

So, who are these co-conspirators of mine?

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