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First Debt
[After Lysa Stark's little episode in the Vale, and finding himself summarily moved from the Tower of the Hand while he was injured, he had hoped not to wake up somewhere unexpected again for the rest of his life. Apparently that was too much to ask for.
There is the sound of banging through the journal as Tyrion kicks the door, trying to call a jailer's attention, not wanting to make a fool of himself by trying to open a doubtlessly locked door. When he speaks, his voice is almost mocking, with just a biting edge of sarcasm beneath it.]
I find that this is growing old. I don't mean to be ungrateful for the hospitality, it's only that I mustn't be away from King's Landing for too long or the whores all start despairing. It's a tragedy to let a pair of teats go to waste like that, you know, and I'm sure you don't want that on your conscience.
...Hello?
[When his usual patter is eliciting no response, not even a cursory yell to be quiet, he starts to lose the false humour from his voice, kicking the door again.]
Hey! HEY! Whatever my sister has paid you, I will double it. HELLO?
There is the sound of banging through the journal as Tyrion kicks the door, trying to call a jailer's attention, not wanting to make a fool of himself by trying to open a doubtlessly locked door. When he speaks, his voice is almost mocking, with just a biting edge of sarcasm beneath it.]
I find that this is growing old. I don't mean to be ungrateful for the hospitality, it's only that I mustn't be away from King's Landing for too long or the whores all start despairing. It's a tragedy to let a pair of teats go to waste like that, you know, and I'm sure you don't want that on your conscience.
...Hello?
[When his usual patter is eliciting no response, not even a cursory yell to be quiet, he starts to lose the false humour from his voice, kicking the door again.]
Hey! HEY! Whatever my sister has paid you, I will double it. HELLO?
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She waits for something to happen, never having wished for something herself she honestly has no idea if it is true or not, or if there are limitations. When in fact nothing does happen she shrugs, partly glad three whores didn't just appear in the room. ]
Looks like they lied.
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Swinging his stunted legs and leaning back a little, he raised a hand to rub at the horrendous scab where his nose used to be again.]
Alas, magic often turns out to be nothing but stories.
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I'm sure there is a whore house or two in the city, if you look hard enough. [ She's not exactly good at making people feel better. Sorry. ]
And I hear there is a two bars downstairs. [ Not that she has checked them out herself. ]
Apologies for the late tag <3
Would that I could stay and sample those delights, but my lady wife will be wondering where I am.
[Such a lie.]
it's alright my darling, i will backtag into forever with you ♥
She might have to wait a while, one thing they haven't lied about is the fact we can't leave. Many have tried and failed.
[ But that isn't going to stop her, not in the slightest. ]