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eachdraidh2015-11-27 01:51 am
withbite) wrote in eachdraidh2015-11-27 01:51 am
Video - All Courts
[To anyone familiar with Damon's office in Raven's Wing (or who's gotten a call from him while he's been in it), they'll recognize the surroundings as the locket clears and the video is visible. He's even wearing a smile, though it's a little worn around the edges.]
Still here, much to the dismay of some of you, I'm sure. But it seems that whatever the cause, not only was I brought back to this whole new world, but so were my holdings. The spire, the town, the Oasis... yes, kiddies, you heard that right. Your favorite vacation spot is still up and running. For those of you with hunks of that stupid rock in their chest still, access is as easy as stepping through a fairy ring. For those without... I'm just finishing up the new port, as it seems that our location has shifted dramatically.
[The image bounces as Damon gets up, moving out of the office and over to the balcony. He shifts the locket so that those looking through it can see.]
Yes, that's right, that's the ocean you see. Because I'm now on an island in the middle of goddamn nowhere. Well, not exactly nowhere, but for anyone that's ever been north, living on an island that's a desert climate when there's an iceberg in spitting distance is... a little odd. But, for anyone who needs it, The Oasis is here for your rest and relaxation needs. We're still set up for those with a more hemoglobin diet, including underground residences, and as the only staff I've dragged with me was Fernando, I could use more workers. Pass the word around. I have.
[There may have been notices slapped up in outlying towns on the larger mainlands, Damon able to travel quickly via both fairy ring and his flock form. But the call had ulterior motives.]
Anyone else that is maybe wondering what happened or where I am... well, now you know.
[[LOCKED TO DAENERYS]]
There's still plenty of room here with your name on it, if you're in the mood for a visit... If you're even here still.
[Nope. Not looking needy at all.]
Still here, much to the dismay of some of you, I'm sure. But it seems that whatever the cause, not only was I brought back to this whole new world, but so were my holdings. The spire, the town, the Oasis... yes, kiddies, you heard that right. Your favorite vacation spot is still up and running. For those of you with hunks of that stupid rock in their chest still, access is as easy as stepping through a fairy ring. For those without... I'm just finishing up the new port, as it seems that our location has shifted dramatically.
[The image bounces as Damon gets up, moving out of the office and over to the balcony. He shifts the locket so that those looking through it can see.]
Yes, that's right, that's the ocean you see. Because I'm now on an island in the middle of goddamn nowhere. Well, not exactly nowhere, but for anyone that's ever been north, living on an island that's a desert climate when there's an iceberg in spitting distance is... a little odd. But, for anyone who needs it, The Oasis is here for your rest and relaxation needs. We're still set up for those with a more hemoglobin diet, including underground residences, and as the only staff I've dragged with me was Fernando, I could use more workers. Pass the word around. I have.
[There may have been notices slapped up in outlying towns on the larger mainlands, Damon able to travel quickly via both fairy ring and his flock form. But the call had ulterior motives.]
Anyone else that is maybe wondering what happened or where I am... well, now you know.
[[LOCKED TO DAENERYS]]
There's still plenty of room here with your name on it, if you're in the mood for a visit... If you're even here still.
[Nope. Not looking needy at all.]
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[A smile now, and a knowing look in his eyes as he makes a show of trying to see below what the locket will show him.
He rolls those eyes at the light reprimand.]
It's an island. I'm not overly concerned about Gigantor the Trollface pounding through here. If something's rotten in Denmark, I'll find it and kill it. Problem solved.
But, you're welcome to do all the exploring you want. Of anything in the spire, too. Careful examination is a plus.
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[ His names are always utterly ridiculous, and this one prompts sheer incredulity. ]
There is no need to ruin good meat. I shall have Gigantor roasted and fed to my children. [ She focuses on him with a closer, more scrutinizing look then, sitting back in her chair. She might be mistaken for surveying a fine painting, if not for the way her gaze seems to darken to a deeper violet. She is a queen, and though she isn't a queen here, she feels as though the luxury of choice is hers all the same. ]
Suppose it is not your spire I want to explore tonight.
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Well, we could always call it my spire. I can get it to stand upright...
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Good. [ There's that deceptive sweetness again. She knows well that she's beautiful, that she's wanted. She did not manage to tempt her captain in Meereen, and now she's been stolen away to the Drabwurld a second time. It angers the dragon in her to concede defeat, yet passion would soothe it, she thinks--if only for a night. It is only one night I need, she tells herself, but some voice whispers that the other time had only been one night, as well. ] You will make room for me at your Oasis tonight. If I return to Meereen, my advisors will tell me I must marry. Remind me ... [ she pauses, thinking. ] Remind me that I have no need of it here.
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[His grin was wicked and teasing, but there was still heat in his eyes. He had his own memories he wanted to forget. His own future that sucked metaphorical balls that he needed to put out of his mind while he was stuck here.]