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Gaz Membrane will destroy you. ([info]gameslave2) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2012-03-26 23:47:00

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Entry tags:gaz membrane, tyrion lannister

Who: Gaz Membrane and Tyrion Lannister.
What: Meeting for the first time IRL.
When: Tuesday.
Where: The streets of London.
Warnings: Swearing, snark.


Gaz had needed another pair of shoes. When she'd lived at Mordhaus, she'd have had one of the Klokateers get her one, but now that she was living on her own in LA, there was nobody but her to take care of her. Which was fine; Gaz had been taking care of herself since she was little (and sometimes her brother, too). Since the time she realized that her shoes were too threadbare to carry anyone anywhere any longer was about four in the morning, she decided to go to London shops.

Wandering around, she tried to find a pair as close to her old one as possible. Wearing black and white striped thigh highs and a black leather halter dress, she got her fair share of attention, but ignored it all.



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[info]payshisdebts
2012-03-27 04:15 pm UTC (link)
Tyrion entered the shop just as he heard the impassioned little speech. It was the girl (really, he had a hard time of thinking of her as a mother or anything of that nature) from the journals.

Hrm. She was curious.

Walking up to a clerk with an air entirely of a Lannister, even of if that meant precisely nothing in this world, he began to get fit for a new pair of loafers.

Shoes in this world were a vast improvement. Walking was almost easy.

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