[Action] Going Calling

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Who: Tyrion
Broadcast: N.O.P.E
Action: Tyrion's making his way around the Fleet. Hi Friends.
When: First week of August

Having an engineering augment had seriously helped him with the ability to have some breathing space on the rather overly metal surfaces of the First Breath. Not that he didn't love his ship - honestly he spent as much time there chatting up Lily and Hawke as he did sleep.

Let's face it, Tyrion wasn't much for sleeping. So when he wasn't working on the Engineering of the ship (hour or two, tops), or his own projects (four to five depending on how late he stayed up), then managing the bar (eight hours), he still had time on his hands. So he would take that shuttle, and head out into the deep dark (don't think about it, do not even think about not having air), to visit.

If you are expecting a handsome - well at least charming - dwarf, do feel free to open your airlocks. No worries, he can break in if necessary.

Comments

[greensights]

Jojen canted his head to the side, curiosity showing on his face. "A Lannister that's friends with Bran and Jon Snow?" The teenager watched the other male for a moment, as if he was reading something on Tyrion's face.

"If you're lying, I'll know." The Reed boy responded coolly. His dreams haven't failed him yet, but he could never control what he's shown. He could simply ask Bran what he thought about the man.

Jojen wouldn't hurt Tyrion, not only because he rarely has the strength to do much more than feel miserable, but he didn't see the point in it. He'd have to talk to Robb about this. "If you're friends with Bran, I have no reason to want anything other than peace."

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"I know it seems something of a complete switch, considering what you must know of my family ... but I am not my family. I've pledged my service to another Queen, and another banner." Is Tyrion's simple reply, giving Jojen Reed a long look. "I am not lying, young man. It does me no good to do so in this situation ..."

One corner of his mouth twisted, "Robb Stark and I have reached an mutual agreement of non-destruction and Lady Sansa ... Lady Sansa and I have a complicated history, but I would never harm her, my word to the Seven."

[greensights]

"Another Queen?" Jojen seemed to concede to Tyrion not lying, at least for the time being. There were worse things he could have called the blond than young man for considering him a liar, and yet, he didn't.

"I do not know you, I don't know what your word counts for. I only know of what your family - who you claim not to serve - has done. I would not trust them on their word." He may be young, but he didn't think like anyone his age. "Yet, I'm meant to take you at yours." He fell silent for a second or so before speaking again. "Would you take me on my word? You do not know me. Mayhaps I am the type to offer my word and then stab a dagger into the back of those that trust me." He's not, but he was making a point.

[tallasaking]

"Daenarys Targaeryn, Daenarys the Stormborn, Mother of Dragons, Ruler of Meeren, so on and so forth." He waves his hand because to name all of Dany's titles would take a half an hour.

"You know, you could say that. You could say that I could expect you as a loyal bannerman of the Starks to stab me in my sleep because I am of House Lannister and we are at war." Tyrion stated simply, "So, I suppose what we are going to have to do is trust one another not to be complete and total bastards."

feel free to ignore this, life ate me.

[greensights]

"That Queen," there was something oddly knowing in his voice but he didn't elaborate any further. Anything he knew about the going ons about the world back home, he kept to himself. Not out of mistrust, of course, that was a big factor currently, but out of the fact that that is just what Jojen Reed does.

"I don't have to trust you. You're not going to kill me." A frown presented itself on his face. If Tyrion made a move against a loyal bannerman of the Starks, it wouldn't be pretty for him. Not to mention that Jojen has seen his own demise and it wasn't at the hands of the small Lannister.