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[tallasaking]

[Tyrion has looked better, truth be told. His mis-matched eyes were distant, sad, and a little red-rimmed. Winn's bottle of wine was open at his elbow, half empty, but it appeared that he had slowed down his consumption from the last time people saw him endulge.

Voice quiet, but steady, he spoke directly into the camera.]

For those who have, or have not been paying attention ... Daenyrs Stormborn Targaryan has gone home. Drogon, I believe, has gone with her.

[With that, he clicks off the feed. Fzzzzzt. Silence.]

Comments

Re: Private

[stretchy_girl]

[It only takes a second for Dany's face to contort into a mask of ugly rage, as she gives Tyrion a seething glare. The mention of her parents is a touchy subject for her.]

Don't you dare psychoanalyse me! I...you...[She's so furious for a moment speech fails her as she stares at Tyrion with sheer loathing before her hand swipes across, extending unnaturally to sweep the communicator to the floor.]

Re: Private

[tallasaking]

[And the last thing she is going to hear, is a very nasty laugh, before there's a quiet, but firm response.]

A Lannister always pays his debts, and I still owe you.

Re: Private

[stretchy_girl]

[That laugh only makes her angrier, her foot descending to smash the communicator with an angry growl]

RRRRGH!

[The wall-plating is dented by an angry punch, and then she's slithering into the ship's ventilation system to sulk and mutter angrily about a certain dwarf.]