New voice; play nice?

[prideleader]

Very well then, since I couldn't dissuade you. It seems we should have a talk about the way things are. I hope you realise what whatever you're doing will simply embarrass yourself and me in turn. And your amusement at this...username you've given me is ludicrous.

I suggest you stop this nonsense before you do something you regret. Like one of these games you mentioned.

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[tallasaking]

[And here comes Tyrion, aiming his crossbow and shooting his father in the back. Twice.]

... you know, that felt as good as the first time.

[prideleader]

[Tywin's breath hitched and he looked down at the bolts appearing through his chest. Then he fell to the floor, managing to turn and look up at his...at Tyrion. Coughing blood, he managed to speak.]

I should have killed you when I had the chance.

[tallasaking]

Aaaah but you didn't.

[He smiles again, and waggles his fingers.] Let's see how you do the next time.

[prideleader]

[Tywin coughed again. Why wasn't he dead yet? Had Tyrion planned this? Or was it wherever this place was?]

You're right. I didn't. I won't make that mistake again.

[tallasaking]

[Tyrion leaned against the wall, the crossbow still in hand.]

Oh, you will. You are just that arrogant. Wondering why you are not dead yet?

[tyrelltempest]

Because gods forbid you have a little fun. I think sometimes you Lannisters are so concerned with the next step and outfitting some unseen opponent that you fail to allow yourselves to enjoy what's going on around you?

[Come on, grandfather-in-law, even at her wedding you were stiff as a board!]

[prideleader]

Do you know why we sing the Rains of Castamere, Your Grace? It reminds us that we need to stamp out unseen opponents or we as a family name will die out just like House Reyne. I refuse to let that happen to House Lannister.

[tyrelltempest]

I don't blame you for that, my lord, and no one would. But it's a rather paranoid way of looking at things, if that's all that consumes you.

[prideleader]

You call it paranoia, I call it being prepared.

[BE PREPARED!~]

BAHAHAHA!!!

[tyrelltempest]

Have you always devoted so much of your time to being prepared for what may or may not happen?

Had to be done~

[prideleader]

[Tywin just gives her a look and a one word answer.]

Yes.

Re: Had to be done~

[tyrelltempest]

[Margaery gives a soft little laugh and daintily brings her hand before her mouth.]

My, my, but that does explain quite a bit.

[prideleader]

[Tywin let out a non-committal noise but it's clear he's not interested in this conversation. In face, it's irritating him but she is the Queen and he has to humour her for now.]

I'm glad I could help, Your Grace.

[tyrelltempest]

[He may not be interested, but for what the Lannisters have done and all that he's orchestrated, Margaery's not about to let him be comfortable or at peace.]

Oh come now, my Lord, you needn't look so sullen. You might try smiling now and again, it does the body good, you know.

DAAAAAAAD

[acoatofgold]

[to his credit, Jaime does a fantastic job at containing his amusement at that name. he's only smirking a little bit, and when he speaks, his voice is completely level. because while he's made a lot of poor decisions in his life, laughing at his father isn't one of them.]

You know, if anyone could get a scribe to do their bidding, it would be you.

Son.

[prideleader]

[Tywin gives Jaime his usual look of uninterest but replies anyway.]

Yes, well, I had to learn those skills in my line of work. No one else was going to do it for me. I would have hoped you would have learned the same but you swore yourself to a King you killed so what do I know?

[acoatofgold]

[pity. for a moment Jaime had thought this might be the rare nearly-enjoyable conversation with his father, instead of the usual 'you are a disappointment to all Lannisters going back to Lann the Clever' kind.]

[and Jaime tries to be reasonably respectful, he does, partially out of some twisted sense of familial loyalty but mostly because one does not disrespect Tywin Lannister. but the king-slaying is still sore spot for Jaime, his temper gets the better of him, and he answers with clipped sarcasm.]

The murder of children, if we're getting into specifics. It does present a moral quandry, whether it's worse to smother a babe at his mother's breast or stab one's King through the back. Then again, I dishonored my sword personally, so I suppose you have that in your favor.

Did you wish something of me, or are we just discussing my failures as an heir again?

[hearme_roar]

Oh, it's not all that bad. It does go well with the theme of lions.

[That was their house after all.]

[prideleader]

Somehow, I don't think it was meant that way.

[hearme_roar]

No? Then, perhaps you'd like to indulge me into what it's actually supposed to mean. [Lions were brave, noble creatures, weren't they? Lannisters were the same. Or suppose to be. Perhaps not so noble.]

[rocket_man]

Tywin Lannister, is it?

According to my mundane, your canon "fell apart" after you got killed off, in both the books and the television adaptation.

[prideleader]

Yes? And who might you be?

[rocket_man]

An aspiring conqueror and ruler, you might say.

[stonebird]

(No, no she can't. She can't. The name is amusing and that alone gives her some strength; some confidence.)

Games are not so bad.

[prideleader]

[Well this is new. So far he'd been inundated with idiots, spawn and flowers. A wolf had entered the lion's den and it interested him. At least, he sounded slightly more so than he had previously.]

Really? How so?

[stonebird]

(A wolf that has seen much of these games - fortunately or unfortunately.)

I have traveled to four worlds - four games, rather - now and there is very little I regret.

[hero_for_fun]

[Saitama scratches his bald head.]

Sorry, I don't get it. Why's it so funny?

[winter_iscoming]

Lord Lannister. I did not think you would be in a place like this.

[Too humble for a Lannister he was about to say but kept his mouth wisely closed to such comments.]