help, require voicetesting so bad

[theimp]

Surely you don't propose flinging me into such a cruel, terrible worl— aha, no, it turns out I can't even finish that with a straight face. If the only family present would be Jaime, very well. I am amenable. It's not that I don't enjoy, phrase used with serious reservations, fucking with Cersei, or fixing King's Landing, but I do so long for the days when people weren't trying to kill me.

Are there dragons, by any chance?

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[rhinemaid]

I haven't seen the dragon gentleman in a while.

[theimp]

A dragon gentleman? I must admit my enthusiasm wanes when they go about on two legs.

[rhinemaid]

He wasn't very enthusiastic about your kind, either.

[theimp]

I would hardly imagine any dragon feels fond of humans, but perhaps they might, as I do, find the dragon-obsessed family of my world especially obnoxious.

[Targaryens: inbred dragon furries.]

[rhinemaid]

Fetishists are never popular.

[theimp]

Particularly not when those fetishes shape the politics of seven kingdoms.

[rhinemaid]

...isn't that what political assassination is for?

[thethingsidoforlove]

It is, actually.

[rhinemaid]

Well, then.

[theimp]

Oh, it worked well, for a time. They were not always mad, or so I've read. They were a fearsome family and they rode magnificent war dragons. But the dragons dwindled and time passed and slights were accrued. And now they are gone, except, my brother tells me, they will quite possibly be present in this city. It is curious that I must travel to another world entirely in order to meet them at all.

[rhinemaid]

Baedal is full of odd little twists like that. I think it's perversity.

[theimp]

And why not? Gods are always so.

[rhinemaid]

I've heard that. We don't have any, in my world; they're dead.

[theimp]

[PAUSE. Theology is not his strong point.]

Does that not contradict the nature of them? What good are gods if they can die?

[rhinemaid]

[ succinctly: ] Not much, it turns out.

[theimp]

It seems to me like your world has, then, gone through its adolescence and attained adulthood, whereas mine is still a child: we have not yet learned that our gods, our parents who made us and ruled us and define our lives are ultimately undependable and disappointing. Flawed and unjust.

But at least these ones wanted us, even, perhaps, if there are unwholesome reasons.

[rhinemaid]

I'd like to know what the reasons are, before I put an 'at least' into that sentence. Sacrificial lamb isn't a pleasant thing to be.

[theimp]

It's not my favored role, no.

[It's just the only one he can ever serve to his father's satisfaction.]