[There is a loud explosion, and suddenly the wall kind of ... disintegrates. A young woman with long black hair storms through the new door, fists still glowing green. She looks around, furious.]

Okay, where is it? Where are you hid - WHERE THE HELL AM I?!

( Allow me to elucidate. )

( Sockage, self-cest references, and pointless gratuitous arse baby references behind this cut )

( Owl to Eddard Stark, sealed but not warded )

( Owl to Tyrion )

(( Huge spoilers for A Game of Thrones, book one of A Song of Ice and Fire, lurk herein. Permission was granted by the ASOIAF muns. ))

( I have made more mistakes than you can possibly imagine. )

((App is okay'ed by all ASOIAF muns, God help them. Here there be HUGE SPOILERS for A Storm of Swords -- you have been warned!))

( Arf? )

((Approved by ASoIaF-muns who have had contact with Jaime!))

First, there was darkness.

( And then, there was butter... )

Skirts sweeping around her luscious legs, Cersei Lannister stalked into her brother Tyrion's office. The cursed Imp was sitting back in a sleek leather chair rather too large for him, with his feet propped up on the desk. He didn't have to bend his legs or scoot the chair away from the desk to do this. "By the Seven," Cersei swore, throwing down ( Read more... )

It occurred to Tyrion that it had been a long time since his last prefect hours, and there were a lot of new Slytherin students. And, as he understood it, prefect hours were supposed to be a way for the students to talk to someone who could answer their questions about Hogwarts. Not that Tyrion could, but a little bullshitting and misdirection ( Read more... )

((Backdated to just after thisTyrion managed to make it to the hospital wing without incident, although apparently a few house elves had heard House's parting comments and were trailing after him, giggling madly ( Read more... )