Closed RP - Nefarious plotting - Jaime, Olympia

[hopalongmcgurk]

((Takes place directly after thisIt's actually been a good day. Nothing hurts, particularly, the way it always does in cold weather. I am slowly gathering potion ingredients, and the only thing I need is for someone with clearer eyesight than I have to double check that I've copied everything from the ancient magical tome correctly. Also, I need to

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[lion_in_white]

Jaime turned and gave Oly the once-over. "Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Admit it, you've no wish for my sorry company. You'll just be wanting a ride on my shoulders down to the tavern, to save you the walk."

[hopalongmcgurk]

I grin. "You know me so well. I was hoping you'd offer. My knees are killing me." I stick out my tongue at him for emphasis. "But, seriously, I do want to ask you something, if you can possibly be torn away from contemplating your navel."

[lion_in_white]

Jaime considered this. "Why not? The longer I stand here, the more naked women will make me offers I have to refuse. Lead on, future Lady Lannister."

He was still going to insist she was Tyrion's soulmate, all evidence to the contrary, just as a running joke. And he sure as hell wasn't going to be Lord Lannister himself. He'd turned it down when his father asked him. The fact Tyrion would never be allowed to take the lordship -- especially now that he was a wanted fugitive under a death sentence -- was just more grist to Jaime's mill of bitter humor.

[hopalongmcgurk]

"...What?" I can't help it, I lean against the wall, having acquired a serious case of the giggles. "You can't be serious. A naked woman is actually here and propositioned you and you turned her down? Please tell me you aren't gay. Because I never would have pegged you for gay in a million years."

Now that I'm recovered, I turn and stride off down the hall, hoping he'll follow now that I've just insulted his manhood. I decide for the moment to ignore those cracks about his brother.