driftfleet | [Public

Entry tags:

[Public - Video]

Who: Tyrion Lannister
Broadcast: Public
Action: The Marvisa
When: Right about now.

[Welcome to a view on the Marvisa, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome back your friendly neighborhood Tyrion Lannister who sits up blearily to stare into the camera with sleepy mis-matched eyes of green and black. He blinks a few times, runs a hand through his too thick golden curls, then peers at his surroundings. A sigh escapes his lips.]

... so either I have over imbibed or the Lords of Atroma have seen fit to kick me out and then kick me back in again. Lovely.

[He cracks his neck to the left, to the right, and strokes his beard.]

Since I am stuck on this ship for the next few days -- hello friends. What have I missed and what terrible trouble are we in now?

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

I know you talk your way out of trouble. [No, she knows. Well, maybe she doesn't believe he'd definitely wait for her, but she doesn't think he had any agency in this. When do they ever?]

That sounds like a terrible thing to do to someone that I actually want to court... but!

[He held up a finger, his own eyes glowing.]

You have a lovely voice. Perhaps you would not mind reading to me instead?

....well that is my preferred plan of attack. [He lets his smirk show.] Of course for all we know, I talked them into letting me come back. Just so you wouldn't be angry with me any more.

That, I could do. Or I could sing for you? It's been a while since I've sung anything so I'm probably out of practice but I'm willing to try for you.

You know ... it has been quite some time since I have been sung to. That would be delightful, thank you, my lady wife.

I'll do my best.

[Good, glad he's back.]

How is it, the First Breath? At least, when you left? [Maybe she could have tried harder to transfer back, but she trusted Tyrion, and when she landed on the Starstruck with Max ... she felt the FB was in good enough hands.]

Bless, you are still a Goddess.

[Keep count, that's three.]

The last I checked, perfectly calm. I have kept explosions to a minimum. Now ... I am not entirely sure. We have a new captain? I suppose I will see what he is made of, soon enough.

( Sansa hasn't sung in a long while so when she begins singing The Winter Maid, her voice trembles just a bit before she eases into the melody and follows the dips and swells of the song with relative ease. This one is a favorite of hers and it shows by the color in her cheeks and the smile on her lips. When she is done, she sits hands clasped waiting for his assessment. )

Was that entertaining enough?

Edited 2018-05-18 17:06 (UTC)

[Tyrion closes his eyes and listens, and it is a bittersweet memory that he can almost smell the sweetgrass. He exhales, then inhales, at the end of the song and open his eyes to smile at her.]

That was beautiful.

I'll try to keep that in mind, Tyrion, but if you're shortening it, it's "Bull". [He frowns, shaking his head as though he tasted something bad.]

Iron just sounds weird, and like you're talking about something specific. [He grins.] Not that I mind, but at least let me buy you dinner, first.

Edited (sometimes my fingers add endings to words without my consent) 2018-05-19 02:11 (UTC)

Tyrion!

[What a good surprise. Riona's heart broke a little when she had seen he'd disappeared.]

You haven't been gone long, honestly. A week at most, so it's been quite dull, I'm sorry to say.

I hope it can hold you over until you can return to your ship. I'm sorry you're stuck on the Marsiva for a while.

( Sansa colors a bit at his compliment and tucks her hair behind her ear. )

Thank you for your kind words.

Welcome back.

I don't know about trouble, yet, but someone took up your captain's spot. Or A captain's spot, anyway. [Because, you know, they had two]

Keep me updated. If anyone needs some knocking around ... [Just in case.]

Might as well relax until you get to the fleet. Let me know when you're free.

[[ooc; time skip?]

I would say since it's his place he should deal with the fall out of not keepin' up to date on books, but would hate to think the staff missin' out on pay over it.

'nd donno if you should make the most of this 'nd ask for a raise, if money be the main reason ya there. This break would be great chance to show him how much he needs a level head to run the place. [Because while Remy found it amusing at the idea of Crowley running around like a chicken without his head, Remy liked the club too much to see it fall apart, and that was too close to a malicious thought too. Having Tyrion back was great in the fact that wouldn't happen now, and hopefully keep things running smoothly once again.]

Then you should have sweet talked them into letting you back on your ship where I could get to you. [Because she requires a hug, damnit. Of course, it might sound more threatening than that.]

'Bull'. Fitting. The size of the man and his bravery, I am guessing.

[He can see those fleet of scars, ser. Not to mention that dashing looking eyepatch.]

Riona, what a pleasure to see you ... as an adult.

[He grins broadly.]

Excellent. That means nothing has exploded yet.

Well now we are in trouble - I hope you are keeping the new Captain from doing everything that Furiosa and I did? [amusement in those mis-matched eyes.]

I think he's been a little too busy trying to keep us happy. He's good at public relations, if nothing else. I don't really have much of a read on the guy beyond that.

Well that's .... disheartening. [A wry snort.] I cannot wait to come home again.

....I am not entirely certain I want you to get to me as of this moment. [Survival skills, he has many. Even though he suspects she only wants to hug.]

[Thus, Furiosa is pinged after Tyrion gets all his 'things' set up again as he likes. The bots cleaned it far, far too much for his liking and the view she sees is him piling papers and books into separate piles.]

I am free! Will you now feed me wine?

Why, do you never want to see liquor again?

[He can almost promise that Crowley will forget to order it - or just do it out of spite to see what will happen.]

Oh, I think just showing up will get me a raise. He rather likes me.

I long for my laboratory, all truth be told.

[He smiles at the blush.]

I thank you for the song.

Threaded | Top-Level Comments Only

Page 2 of 6

[Public - Video]

Video

Re: video

Re: Video

Re: video

Re: video

Video

Re: Video

Re: video

Re: video

( video; )

video

Re: video

video

Video

no subject

Video

Re: ( video; )

Re: video

Re: video

video

no subject

Re: Video

Time Skip! ... days later.

no subject

Re: video