Mistletoe Mingle!

[passingthrough]

Who: Those who are about to be kissed! OTA
Broadcast: Not likely
Action: On any ship in the fleet including the Iskaulit
When: Now until December 26

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.

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Comments

[tallasaking]

Please, it is nothing as ... well I suppose it might be. I am an expert in sensual debauchery.

[Tyrion tips his head in a bow.]

I was known as the greatest client for any whorehouses from one end of Westeros to another.

[abracafcku]

[He laughs at that because that is?]

Awesome.

[And weird, but Tyrion isn't old like Merle so it doesn't feel strange thinking of this dwarf boning down like the best of them. He holds his hand up for Tyrion in the universal (maybe?) gesture for a high-five.]

Betcha you were popular, huh? All the ladies and gents must've loved it when you came by.

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion snorted softly, as he shook his head with slight disbelief, and amusement.]

I was popular because I spent a great deal of coin. People always like you when you spend gold, Taaka.

[abracafcku]

[Why does no one know how to high five in this world??? Taako sighs and shrugs it off.]

Well yeah, no shit, but they also like it a lot better when the spender of said coin's got something other'n just money goin' for him. Handsome face, good with his hands, winning personality - [Taako winks at Tyrion] - y'know, the stuff that makes every encounter fun.

[tallasaking]

[Well mostly because this world is made of a dozen other worlds and he just happens to come from one with no high-fives - so judgy Takko!]

I cannot deny that I have always had a clever tongue, and it has often gotten me in and out of mistakes, given the day and the encounter. It was well used in the whorehouses.

[abracafcku]

[He can judge all he likes!!! Although the mention of a "clever tongue" elicits a snort of laughter from Taako.]

If your tongue is as clever as all that, you shouldn't need to go to a whorehouse to put it to good use. Fuck, just ask like - anyone. Who i their right mind would turn that good time down?

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion is absolute rubbish at judging people, don't ask him to do that, Taako. Sooner or later he's just going to sympathize.]

It comes with this face and this stature, alas, so ... many people. From my own world. This one, hm.

[He thinks about that.] Mostly I have gotten turned down for the sheer fact that people are in love with other people. Although I have a delightful standing offer from Cyril and Jim.

[abracafcku]

[That's where being a callous asshole comes into play, Tyrion. Learn from Taako. He's great at being an asshole.

Taako shrugs off the comment about his face and stature though because?]

Fuuuuck those guys then. Dwarves are totally fuckin' normal and people who want to be dicks about it can go shove their opinion up their own asses where it belongs.

[Although being in love with someone else is kind of a good reason to turn someone down. He can see that.

After his outburst, Taako takes a calming breath and tosses his hair over his shoulder. Time to go back to nicer topics.]

Why not take 'em up on it? Jim seems like the kind of guy down for any sort of party.

[tallasaking]

[But Taako he doesn't want to be like his daaaaaaad.]

Well thank you, Taako. I appreciate anything that allows me to shove anything up the asses of the nobility of Westeros.

[His lips twitch.]

I have never been truly attracted to the male form, to be blunt.

[abracafcku]

Totally, stick it to 'em. Fuck the nobility, down with the uh, the oligarchy? I dunno. Viva la dwarf revolution! Or something.

[He grins a little and then shrugs at Tyrion's admission.]

And no sweat, my dude. You like what you like and that's cool. But I have noticed this place is kind of a sausage fest. Great eye candy for me, but must make it hard on you, huh?

[tallasaking]

'Viva la dwarf revolution'? I am sure if I did that, I would see a great more trouble in Westeros than I planned for.

[Was Tyrion's amused response, followed by a laugh.]

It does make me cast my eye further afield. Luckily, my wife is utterly lovely, so I can just focus on her.

[abracafcku]

Oh snap a wife? Well shit, my dude, why didn't you say so?

[Wait- if he had a wife? Did that mean?]

Sooo, uh, if you're married, no more whorehouses I take it?

[Hopefully. Unless it's an open marriage deal.]

[tallasaking]

My apologies - I sort of assume everyone knows at this point. As I did make something of a public spectacle of myself over her.

[More than once. And a laugh follows.]

Absolutely not. My Sansa would flay me alive with her sewing needles.

[abracafcku]

I'm kinda shit at paying attention to other people's lives.

[He doesn't sound at all embarrassed about that admission - it's just a statement of fact.]

But good, good. No wonder you were just stuck here though - had to wait until she or someone who knew the loophole came around, huh?

[tallasaking]

Well that is something I find surprising, considering that we are on a floating piece of reality television.

[Tyrion's smirk is broad, but he nods his head.]

Precisely so.

[abracafcku]

It's not like I can tune in and watch myself, so it really shouldn't be all that surprising.

[And even if he could? He probably wouldn't. Reality shows are only interesting when it's watching people absolutely beef it or be backstabbing connivers like on Fantasy Survivor.]

Well, thank the gods good ol' Taako came along then. I'm truly the savior of your purity.

[He's grinning wide and gives Tyrion a bow with a sweep of his wizard's hat off his head.]

[tallasaking]

I wonder what we look like, on their screens. I have often wondered who is out there, looking at us while we look at them.

[Throwing the mirror back, so to speak. He had to admit he was curious.]

You truly are. How could I have survived without you?

[Tyrion smirks broadly.]

[abracafcku]

Probably a buncha people sitting in their underwear and pajamas bored out of their minds.

[Or no one at all, if the rumors are to be believed. Taako shrugs easily, then tosses his hair over his shoulder, plopping his hat back on his head.]

And obviously you didn't survive, seeing how you were the patron saint of the whorehouses, but no judgement, my man. We all gotta party while the party's good.

[Which is why? Taako sweeps to the side, letting Tyrion walk past him.]

But you better get outta here before these plants decide to trap you again. Taako's purity saving is limited to one a day.

[tallasaking]

And they think we're entertaining enough to keep them from being bored.

[Or there was no one at all. I did not, alas, but I am a very good patron saint. [Pause.] Was. I was.

[Tyrion nods once, before he tipped a chin up.]

I shall not impose on your fidelity any more.

[abracafcku]

[He grin and gives Tyrion a knowing wink.]

Feel free to impose on me anytime, handsome. I know you won't 'cause you're being good, but your company ain't so bad that I'll refuse a wine sesh every so often.

[Then he bows to Tyrion and decides to give him a show as he leaves. With a flourish, Taako Blinks and disappears from view, off to continue whatever he was up to before finding Tyrion.]