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[Tyrion is, not surprisingly, at the Malum. What might be surprising is that he is absolutely drunk off his small-man arse. He looks blearily into the video camera, and states in a Very Slurred Tone.]

The Lords of Atroma can suck my gigantic cock.

[He paused, then added darkly.]

And for whomever who cares about these things, and why bother? Lady Sansa Stark has left us once more. I have no idea who she shall come back as - perhaps as a little girl or the Queen of the North. Either way ... she will not be the Sansa I knew.

[He took another long, Long drink off the glass of wine in front of him, before sighing.]

...Don't bother hunting me down - I am at the Malum. I plan on keeping my normal habits of ...what is the word, depressing thoughts until I pass out here on my stool.

[He waves at the camera.] Tah, Fleeters. Until I regain consciousness once more.

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No one ever got any better without practicing, Tyrion. [Should she hit up a local whore house?]

[Only after he has vetted it.]

...Well, do keep me in mind for the long line of admirers then.

[He was just the right amount of drunk to say that.]

Tyrion... [Is he joking?]

Or ...not?

[Now what does that tone of Tyrion mean?]

[Okay, not a joke.]

Winn was jealous before. If he came back and... [She knows Winn will understand her moving on. But it doesn't mean he'll be comfortable with whoever it was. And if he's back she'll choose him. She didn't stop loving him just because she didn't want to keep living in the past.] I wouldn't want to lose you.

[Tyrion wavered for a second, before he blinked in surprise.]

...Oh, well then ... oh.

[He had not realized that between them it would be considered more serious. He nods his head - a little longer than necessary.]

Then will you forgive me if I sleep with everyone else who wants to?

I... No, of course not. Nothing to forgive.

[She brushes back her hair, feeling a little awkward. The moving on attempt had certainly complicated things. Pavel hadn't taken the news well.]

[Tyrion looks at her, before wordlessly pushing the bottle over.]

Have a drink to dispell the awkward sexual context of our previous conversation? Also give me three ideas for projects to distract myself.

[She gives him a soft smile and leans down to kiss his forehead.] I'm not going to drink while I'm working, but I can try to come up with some projects. Engineering things or sky's the limit?

Sky is the limit. I need to go outside of my comfortable living space. [He stated firmly. Anything to get his mind off the loss of Sansa.]

What's the most comfortable to you? Drinking, thinking, winking. Something in that general rhyme scheme? Maybe challenge yourself to something physical? Some running or weight lifting goal?

Drinking and thinking. Winking is a close third. [He thinks about it.] ...I cannot run, not with my legs. Weights might be something though.

Brisk walk maybe, but yeah, whatever suits you.

I'm sorry you're going through this again, friend. These places make these things...too hard. [She knows it well.]

A brisk walk sounds like perfection for my poor legs, as it does not work nearly as hard as my tongue.

[A bitter snort.] This is what we are having to deal with.

We do. [She knows it well.] It still sucks.

[And she's ignoring the tongue comment hard since this is them getting away from the sexual tension of earlier. Also, it definitely didn't have to be sexual. He talks a lot. And yet, her mind...]

Mmm...so project two. Is it too impossible to throw in finding a way to get home or somewhere better? I know I haven't had any luck.

I can ... try.

[He sighed, rubbing a hand over his face.] However my understanding of interdimensional physics is rather light.

I promise I won't hold it against you if you don't manage it. [She just does that to herself.

She reaches out to play with his hair. Also, always an effective tool in distancing oneself from sexual tension.]

Yes, but will I ever forgive myself ... do you have access to study materials? Perhaps, if Winn had notes, if you had notes?

[Something, anything, to help him get a grasp on it, so he could build ... an object. To make this all easier, somehow.

Ah, but wouldn't that be a miracle not possible to be granted?]

Sure. I have his notes and what I've added to it. We can even work on it together if you want. I've gotten all the books I could find even vaguely related to the subject too, so you can read those. Some I already donated to the library, but I have some I held on to.

And don't go holding it against yourself. You're in a better place now anyway, aren't you?

Mentally? Somewhat. Levels of knowledge and expertise - I am eons ahead of where I was before.

[He sipped his wine, mis-matched eyes narrowing thoughtfully.] Between the two of us, perhaps inspiration will bite more easily than before.

I was thinking physically. Fewer people here trying to kill you. [Who would want to kill such a charming guy though?]

[She nods.] Maybe it will. And any excuse to spend more time with you is a good one.

....It really does seem so. At least currently. Of course that could change in a heart-beat. The numbers are surprisingly even.

[That earns her a crooked smile, and he leans over a bit, letting her hand run through his hair so he can snag her free one.]

Your friendship, Kitty Pryde, means the world to me. I hope to always be worthy of it.

Well, if anyone tries to kill you here just tell me and that's one number you don't have to worry about.

[She smiles and stops playing with his hair, but only so she can bend down and hug him.] I hope so too. You're always on such thin ice with it. [Kidding. She's kidding. She hugs a little tighter.]

See, this is how I know we are truly the dearest of friends, Kitty. You promise to kill someone for me on one hand, and on the other tell me I'm an absolute wretch.

[There, have your nose booped, beloved brat.]

That is kind of my move. I'm glad it works on someone. Even gladder that it's you. [Aww, Winn always gave her nose boops.]

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