𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

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what a month! this is texts from last night.
(meme threads aren't game canon, but they're not not game canon either, right)

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[provoke]

We have shared quarters. I have become familiar with his habits. He smells differently from his lover, 'tis not a difficult observation to make.

[kobes]

So did I, for months. I didn't make a habit of smelling him at breakfast, though.

[provoke]

Relieve yourself of the idea that I am sniffing around Tim Laughlin's person as he passes. I simply pay attention to who I share my space with.

It's not something I do often, sharing. It's quite annoying, truthfully.

[kobes]

I gathered. I was actually a little surprised, when Tim said he was staying with you.

Even more surprised that you let him, actually.

[provoke]

Should I not have? He's proven himself loyal, and useful besides.

I did not make it easy for him, either.

[ it's not that he isn't used to having company in his private spaces; over the years he's had servants come and go to mind him, waiting maids who would dress him or draw his baths, scullers who would clean mud tracks from his floors after he's returned from dragonflight, any number of faceless, invisible men and women who follow after him, never touching him.

tim isn't a servant, but he makes for a passable training companion. ]

[kobes]

I'm glad you did, he needed a place to clear his head and it was very crowded around my rooms during the game, with the whole crew there. It was kind of you, is what I mean.

Well, that much makes sense, at least. I get the feeling you rarely make things easy for anyone. Even when you're being kind.

babymond icon for vibes

[provoke]

It was not for kindness that I offered.

[ should he feel insulted? he's more confused than anything. ]

He's a passable training companion. I had little to do when my mother would have me sequestered and avoid death. I mislike it when she does so.

babey!!

[kobes]

Aemond. I'm giving you a compliment. Say "thank you".

I imagine it's because she loves you and doesn't want anything to happen to you.

[provoke]

[ what part of that is a compliment? ]

You can't truly know that about her. She knows we have a duty to perform.

Why do you say it's a compliment?

[kobes]

You think she's keeping you safe out of duty and nothing else?
Why?

Because it is. The world is a terrible, painful, frightening place, and being kind in it when there's nothing to gain is admirable. I'm saying I admire you, Aemond.

[provoke]

I am a spare son. That she has come to find some affection for me since having me does not change why I exist.

...You likely shouldn't. I'm not a good person, Koby.

[kobes]

Have you asked her? Or did you decide all this on your own?

Neither am I. But I'll draw my own conclusions about you, thank you very much.

[provoke]

She has made clear how feels about me. I know where we stand with one another.

You are a very strange person, little spider.

[kobes]

That's not really an answer. Have you ASKED her?

Am I? How so?

[provoke]

It is weakness to ask. She and grandsire had taught that lesson.

You see kindness where you shouldn't.

[kobes]

Ahhh. I see.

That makes me strange? Because I don't go around assuming the worst of people?

[provoke]

It will hurt you. It is a question of when, never if.

Why expose yourself?

[kobes]

Maybe. But I get to decide whether I want to be hurt or not, don't I?

I'd rather believe the best of someone and be proven wrong once or twice, than believe the worst and spend my whole life alone.

[provoke]

You have a right to it, certainly. It is yourself you risk.

I've never seen good reason to do the same, myself.

[kobes]

I might be tougher than you think, too. I try to believe in the good, but I'm not stupid. Or sheltered.

[Naive isn't the same thing, Koby would argue.]

Never? There's nobody you wanted to believe the best of, regardless of any other evidence? I don't think I believe THAT.

[provoke]

I know. Mother would not tolerate you or entertain you if you were stupid or weak.

It's not a question of want — of those, I have many. All of them have failed me in their own ways, and that is what matters to me.

Only Vhagar accepts me as I am.

[kobes]

She's a wonderful person. She's been kinder to me than nearly anyone. You're lucky to have her, you know. I'm sure you know.

Aren't you younger than me? You still have time. When I was your age I was still trapped on Alvida's ship. I didn't know how good people could be.

Vhagar. Is that your lover or?

[provoke]

[ ???? ]

How old are you?

Vhagar is my dragon. I am her rider, have been since I was ten. She is roughly a hundred and seventy and five years old, already an adult dragon since before the Conquest. I am greatly fond of her.

[kobes]

Nineteen. Twenty in May. That was on my Butler profile, you know.

You were ten and riding dragons?? They start you YOUNG there, don't they?
But okay, wow. How long do dragons live? Where do they come from? Actually, I had a whole list of questions about them but then the game sort of distracted me.

[provoke]

I did not care to read your profile when I crossed paths with it.

[ he will not pretend otherwise, or lie about it. ]

When a Targaryen is born, and a clutch of dragon eggs should be found unhatched, an egg would be placed in our cribs. The hope is that the egg will hatch, and the dragon that rises from the shell will be our companion for the rest of our lives.

There were no dragons for me. I had to claim mine own among the wild ones and the riderless ones. Vhagar is the oldest of them all. If you would answer my questions about what you know, I would answer your questions about our dragons in turn.