cheer up, emo Jaime! (open RP)
((Intended for a couple of specific characters, but I'm leaving the RP open in case anyone new would like to meet Jaime. Post edited to remove spoiler, but thread will likely contain them, so tell me if you mind being spoiled.))
Jaime misliked Hogwarts. He misliked the Sorting Hat and its coy hints. Whatever was in store for him, he'd prefer to face it head-on.
Given the nature of Hogwarts, he couldn't. He wasn't one to accept such inability, but in the end, he wasn't Tyrion. He was not the Lannister brother whose weapon was wit and cunning. He was the Lannister brother whose weapon was a sword. A sword he'd given away, at that.
This would be why he was sitting in the Little Green Apple, drinking. He was wearing his white cloak, grimy though it was. He wore it to remind himself who he was, or who he ought to be.
Jaime misliked Hogwarts. He misliked the Sorting Hat and its coy hints. Whatever was in store for him, he'd prefer to face it head-on.
Given the nature of Hogwarts, he couldn't. He wasn't one to accept such inability, but in the end, he wasn't Tyrion. He was not the Lannister brother whose weapon was wit and cunning. He was the Lannister brother whose weapon was a sword. A sword he'd given away, at that.
This would be why he was sitting in the Little Green Apple, drinking. He was wearing his white cloak, grimy though it was. He wore it to remind himself who he was, or who he ought to be.