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ᴋɪɴɢ ♚ sᴛᴀɴɴɪs ʙᴀʀᴀᴛʜᴇᴏɴ ([personal profile] bruxisms) wrote2014-02-02 12:33 am
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uncledaddy: (you don't have time for my illusions)

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[personal profile] uncledaddy 2014-02-21 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Confirmation, written in the hesitation of his silences, the dwelling in his words. It's nothing that he needs; but it's ugly all the same.

You murdered your brother at his game of make believe. Jaime wonders if Tyrion would have felt sympathy.
]

Ser Loras? No, the pretty little dolt bought the lies easily enough. Now, [ Brienne -- ] Catelyn Tully...an honourable fish, I hope you wouldn't have me take her for false. I did not tumble here from off a turnip cart.

A traitor needs a trial, my lord, or have you forgotten? There's so much blood in a neck, I wonder, did it tug at yours to feel it spill?

You know, I used to dream of it. Dirty hands. The one which killed Aerys is gone now, and I dream not. [ A lie. ] Perhaps you ought to consider the same.
Edited 2014-02-21 18:45 (UTC)
uncledaddy: staffordlannister (sorry what was that conscience?)

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[personal profile] uncledaddy 2014-03-12 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
I expect you for more than mere contrarian, with her words in such easy reach.

[ So they say. He bristles, involuntary -- not entirely aware. Tyrion's own words flash in his mind. Do not allow the to redirect the conversation. ]

Not by your hand, no. Of course, if I hired a man to poison you, I too would be guilty of the act. How convenient, that darkness should free you.
uncledaddy: staffordlannister (i'm a gorgeous murder machine)

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[personal profile] uncledaddy 2014-03-29 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Her words, their words, your words -- my words. All this talk, how quickly one loses track.

Words are slippy little things; fitting that my brother has always been fond. Refuse them anything you like, my lord, and may it bring you great joy.

The dead and their dreams do not ask mortal proofs.