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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?

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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.]

....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.]

...Good instincts.

[She sighs and then smiles slightly.]

I missed you. And you know my missing people quota was already extremely overloaded. So, you better stick around this time. [She has lost more than her share of people. She's lost a sports team's share of people. But she was just worried about him too. His world and his place in it doesn't seem much better to get back to than hers.]

Always have and always will.

[He pauses, before his voice quiets.]

No promises but the promise to try. Believe me, I have no interest in returning to where I came from. Of course I am not entirely pleased to be here either, but tit for tat, this place at least doesn't have me in a dungeon.

[He eyes his surroundings.]

For the most part.

Definitely a slight upgrade. [Still a prison.]

I get a hug when you're off that ship, right? Promise I'll keep my claws to myself. [Her voice is gentle now.]

I promise that you shall get the tightest hug I can manage.

[This promise he can easily keep.]

Holding you to that. [And then just holding him. Maybe she'll be ready to lose more friends next week. Not this week.]

Are you okay? [Since it's probably more about him than her here really.]

You always do, my dear. Keeps me honest ... to a point. [Have that smirk returned at you.

A pause, and a sigh.]

I really think they do horrible things to us when we're asleep. I will not lie..

[She looks concerned.] Do you remember something? Bad dreams? Feel achy or anything? [Symptom check time!]

Bad dreams for the most part ... but you know me. I always have bad dreams.

[She nods slowly. Sad for her friend to struggle with that.] So nothing unusual then? They weren't heightened or about something different?

No ...they were comfortably vague as per usual when I am forced to sleep here. Just ... shadows. In the dark. Waiting for me.

[Why, he did not know.]

It sounds like you could use a rest from all that sleep then. I'll see you when you get off the creepy ship.

Just as long as you don't trap me here out of spite ... absolutely.

I'm sure I don't have that power even if I wanted to. And I don't.

Good! Then you can get two hugs.

Three and you have a deal.

All right but only because you are so adorable.

Takes one to know one. I'll see you soon, Tyrion.

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