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dear_mun2013-11-05 02:18 pm
emgoldened) wrote in dear_mun2013-11-05 02:18 pm
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no one puts an awake dragon in the corner
You have awoken the dragon.
[my bad]
And now you think to mock me. To put me in places where none would know my rights. Where none would know the name Targaryen, of the name of the dragon. You take me for a fool to think I would have any part of this. You're more a fool than those savages and their idea that they can make a king wait.
[but viserys there's always]
And yes, my sweet sister. Where might she be? Has she had the child yet? Is the dragon an uncle instead of a father?
I should very much like to see this nephew of mine, child of a horse or no.
[my bad]
And now you think to mock me. To put me in places where none would know my rights. Where none would know the name Targaryen, of the name of the dragon. You take me for a fool to think I would have any part of this. You're more a fool than those savages and their idea that they can make a king wait.
[but viserys there's always]
And yes, my sweet sister. Where might she be? Has she had the child yet? Is the dragon an uncle instead of a father?
I should very much like to see this nephew of mine, child of a horse or no.
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Not to worry, Viserys. There is no child.
[No human child, anyway.]
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Such a shame no one saved him. He might have learned.]
Your belly is flat, sweet sister. Did it die? Did that ridiculous ritual destroy the life inside of you? How very sad.
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[She arches an eyebrow.]
You don't seem very sad. Were you jealous, when Drogo's seed quickened inside me?
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Why would I be jealous? I sold you to him. It matters not to me that you held a barbarian's whelp inside you as opposed to the next dragon you were meant to bear, not as long as I get my crown.
[yeah he jelly
man he real jelly]
And our home, of course.
[Because he loves his sister.
Really.]
keywords
[But she's got some bad news for you.]
But the crown is to be mine, I'm afraid. Your time is gone.
so glad i did them now
If only he knew...]
You talk back to me even now. You mock me, me! All I ever did, I did for the good of our family, and our family is the two of us. You may be some holy goddess of savages, but you are still a Targaryen. You are still mine. What crown you may ever get is still my crown.
[Nostrils flaring, oh yes?]
Or it would have been, wouldn't it? Had you not let your horse-fucking husband crown me himself. You heard me. You saw it. How many times do you wake up, sweating, naked in your barbarian's bed and remember what you did to your brother? Have I haunted you, sweet sister?
[It sounds like he really, really hopes he has.]
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All you did, Viserys, was for yourself. You sold me off like cattle; a true dragon would never treat a Targaryen princess the way you treated me. Westeros would never have respected a king who would sell his own sister for the sake of his crown.
[She won't let his words hurt her. She won't let him affect her that way; the time for that is long past.]
You would like that, wouldn't you, brother? As sorry as I am to disappoint you, allow me to debunk that foolish notion of yours. I don't regret a single. moment.
[Teeth gritted, eyes wide and wild and fierce. Khaleesi in the flesh.]
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Or, more accurately, the one he molded and shape to be just what he wanted and nothing else.
It requires a different approach. A much more manipulative one, and after he takes a breath to steady himself (and makes sure to keep his hands in check), those nervous hands come together so his fingers can worry against each other and he can look as remorseful as possible.]
I see you've come into a great deal of ideas. Who put them into your head, sweet sister? Was it those savages? Was it Mormont? I must have been away for some time, but. [Ah, yes. But. Fortunately Uncle Benjen isn't here to talk about buts and what they mean.] It seems there are a handful of misjudgments within them. [One hand gestures out like he's having difficulty putting it into words.] That is to say that's really quite false in most ways.
[Most.]
speaking of incest
speaking of actors with punchable faces we have number one here now
[His sister does. Did. Kind of? Maybe.
Okay no, no they do not.]
They know their king is a dragon.
[actually they don't know their king at all but hey
let him dream]
gotta catch him first!
Dragons tend to have wings. In the stories. Breathe fire. I think scales -- are involved. [ scanning... ]
dragon eats hawk do you even mythical creature bro
[so proud of you tiny brain man]
My family is Targaryen. We have known dragons for many centuries.
[and then they all died
but him??? whatever the fuck he's a dragon francis dolarhyde is just fucking mad he ain't this dragontastic]
please secret of the hawk ancient mystery
[ it's a good thing, man. embrace it. otherwise he'd have to kill you. no jk he'd watch his sister kill you she'd enjoy it more ]
very ancient much superstition
seriously his parents must disown him what a stupid loser]
No. I cannot do any of that. But I am still the dragon.
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I.E.: you, Viserys. Jorah never especially liked you. He just put up with you. ]
You would do well to hold your tongue. Your sister is not the same girl you left behind in Vaes Dothrak.
[ You know, just ignoring that you died. ]
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Your bad.]
I never asked for your opinion on the matter, Ser Jorah, did I? No one tells the dragon how to use his tongue. She is still my sister. My sister. What do your savage friends say? Blood of my blood? She's nothing to you and everything to me.
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But Jorah feels no real guilt; Daenerys had every chance to try to prevent her brother's death and it was her decision not to. Viserys had no real chance of reaching the throne as it was. Jorah does pity the poor
childman. He knows what it's like to lose everything as well. He just doesn't handle it like he's four years old. Probably because it was his own fault.His bad. ]
Aye, she is your blood. She will always be so. But she doesn't belong to you anymore. She's become her own person. She's become a Queen, Viserys.
[ Truth hurts, don't it. ]
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[It's all rushed, breathless, his attempt to cover up the insult. To maintain some control even though, honestly? He's never had any. He had control once in the form of a sister. A sweet young sister who would one day be his bride, as per the custom. And what did he have after he sold her? No crown. No throne. No control.
But here he is, trying to have some. It won't work. But by the Lord of Light, he'll try to maintain what title he possibly can.]
You should have been strung up behind horses and ran through mud and fire and the desert for days for what you did. You swore your sword to me and where was it when I needed it?
[Nevermind that Viserys was the only one with a sword in that place...Jorah could have used it.
And got them all killed, details!]
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[ He really isn't trying to add insult to injury. Jorah is a very blunt man, and he has no intentions of lying for Viserys's sake. It's Viserys, and he's the most exhausting person Jorah has ever had the displeasure of meeting. ]
You dared to draw a blade in their sacred city. I warned you, and you were punished for not paying heed. What became of you is no fault of mine.
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It's obvious that the wheels are turning behind those lilac eyes, his chest rising and falling with a little more deeply. He wants to shout, but there's nothing new there.]
The Iron Throne belongs to the Targaryens. It has always been my claim. Ever since the Usurper killed my father, it's been mine. Or I should it was, shouldn't I? Did it please you, Mormont, the kind of crown I received? Did you breathe a sigh of relief at being able to avoid going to battle? Being able to ride alongside your Dothraki friends instead of doing anything that would actually make you worthy of calling yourself a knight?
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Did you say you know dragons?
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I do not know dragons. I am the dragon.
[read: I'm crazy sup]
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[She can't help but chuckle just a little.]
Wow, that's...
impressive.
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Which is why he smiles and why it seems a little desperate, because what does the opinion of a stranger matter? Nothing. But it's all he can get, so he'll take it, pitiful thing that he is.]
It is, isn't it? The dragon like my father before me and his father before him.
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Oh yeah, that's really impressive.
I mean my father was a dragon and obviously my grandfather too. So I guess that makes me "the dragon" as well.
[That's right. She's going to declare herself "the dragon", whaddya going to do about it Viserys?]
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......
....................????]
You are a woman.
[this doesn't make sense what]
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[Seriously dude, who gives you the right to decide who gets to be "the dragon"]
Besides, I think I can hold more claim to that title than you can.
[Wanna see how?]
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[Really now. How undignified. How terribly rude. Game of Cannibals, coming soon.]
You could hold more claim to impropriety at this juncture than anything else.
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But I think I can definitely do one better on the whole "dragon" thing.
[Oh poor Vis'.]
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Oh look at that, I guess I really am the "dragon".
sorry not sorry
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you ready?]
Are you done?
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FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
[Wait for it...]
UUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU AND YOU'RE STUPID HAIRCUT, UGH IT'S SO UGLY I WANT TO BURN DOWN THE SEVENTIES AND THAT'S NOT EVEN GETTING INTO YOUR STUPID FACE YOU'RE A LOSER DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!
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Gonna stare blankly for a bit.]
A dragon? Where are your wings? Did someone hack you?
[Poor Life, he can't draw up stat sheets in the outside world...]
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[Yeah, nothing about her sounds like she believes that.]
I dunno why.