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Sebastian Verlac/Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern ([personal profile] electrumed) wrote2018-05-16 09:13 pm
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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-05-17 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Loras doesn't generally too far from the castle or nearby grounds. Today, he's chosen to accompany Margaery on her weekly rounds, if only because he finds the keep to be stifling. Too much fake smiling, too much pretending. Without his sister or grandmother around to force him into conversation, he just hides away, anyway.

He doesn't stay by her side long. Before much time has passed, Loras takes it upon himself to go for a walk. He's not been down by the docks. He finds the sight of the sea makes him recall Storm's End - even if the waters are much gentler here. He craves a fresher smell than King's Landing has to offer, though, so to the docks it is. The confused gaze of the crowd doesn't go unnoticed. Nor does the very familiar face and Loras, who thinks this is Olyvar, frowns as he walks over to meet him.
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Shall I ask what sort of mess you've found yourself in, or is it simply to be a new secret among the bunch at King's Landing?

[ There's a smile, amused but full of carefully masked fondness. It's a look that Loras has long since mastered. It fades when he finally takes in "Olyvar's" appearance. Strange clothes, strange markings. Being branded never means anything good in Westeros, and Loras feels a wash of dread. This, coupled with being dumped in the sea, clearly suggests that something untoward has happened, and what happens to a squire, surely always comes back around to the squire's knight. Loras doesn't need whispers or worse when his family is in a precarious state as it is.

He glances around. After some debate, he puts the smile on again, and it puts the nearby gawkers at ease. If Loras Tyrell finds it a jest, then a jest it must be.
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We'll go back to the castle and find you some dryer clothes, and perhaps we can avoid too much gossip on the way.
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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-05-17 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
I'm no maester, but I'll do my best to soothe you.

[ Loras tries to recall the quickest route back. He knows there's a way to walk up to the gardens, and while there will be guards, they know Loras and they know Olyvar, so passage into them will be met with no resistance. Along the way, Loras keeps his hands behind his back, but he keeps the corner of his gaze on his companion. His mind is trying to sort through all the possible scenarios.

Olyvar has offended someone who has a bad temper. Olyvar is a gambler who owes money and he's been warned. Olyvar is an innocent man, in the wrong place at the wrong time. Or that the Lannisters are somehow behind this.

Hopefully he can get at least something out of Olyvar, if only to put his own mind at ease.
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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-06-20 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
You really are affected, aren't you?

[ He means it gently. Loras has taken enough heavy blows to the head from jousting to know sometimes it takes a bit for the daze to pass. He looks uneasy now, his concern growing into something more serious. ]

Best we try to avoid too many people. We all know how fast gossip travels King's Landing.

[ If they're fortunate, they'll avoid Cersei's informants and the woman herself. Loras puts a hand lightly to the small of Sebastian's back in an effort to quicken their pace along, until at last they're safely in the hall leading to Loras' chambers. ]

I'll send for someone to get a bath started for you. [ He hesitates a moment, because he should send him to his own rooms, but admittedly Loras has no idea where it is. Probably near the other squires. ] I'm not certain you're in a state for me to send you off alone.
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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-06-20 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, of course.

[ At the very least, Loras can try to lend some nondescript clothes - if he has any that don't scream Tyrell - until further notice. He opens the door to his rooms and closes it once they're inside.

At least here they have more privacy than anything else. And for that reason alone, Loras doesn't mind stepping in to press a light kiss to not-Olyvar's lips in a small show of relief.
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Now let's get you out of these clothes and you'll tell me what's happened. I'm certain between my sister and my grandmother, we can do something about it.
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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-06-20 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Loras lets out a laugh, but it's hardly lingering. He's never taken to being the butt of a joke, and if that's what's happening here, then it won't end well. He's clearly trying to brush it off, though. Maybe the hit to the head was worse than he thought.

Poor Olyvar.
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If you're going to play games then I can send you off to your own room to recover. Which I should do, really, but you're welcome to stay here. I can find a temporary squire for tomorrow if you're still not feeling well. But I've always found a good meal and a good sleep clears my head just fine.
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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-06-20 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ Loras watches as he listens, but his lips press together. Now he feels that he's certain he's in the middle of some prank, that someone is trying to exploit some (true) rumours and Loras is much too proud to stand for that.

Even if he's never heard the term boyfriend in his life.
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I'd assume it'd be much more satisfying to humiliate me more publicly, but as it's a sport I've never taken part in, what would I know?

[ He's not doing much to hide the fact that he's mad about it. He's only ever been kind, hasn't he? Then again, this has never been a good place for kindness. ]

You can see yourself out, I'm sure.
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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-06-21 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Were this not Loras' room, he'd leave. He draws himself up to stand a bit taller, clearly displeased. ]

You can leave or I can have someone come to escort you out.

[ But there is a sort of hesitance in it all. Loras will feel terrible if it isn't Olyvar, and worst of all, if it isn't then he's revealed a dangerous secret to a complete stranger. In which case, letting him go would be a mistake. ]

How can you prove it?
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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-07-01 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ Loras watches, keeping his distance. There's a look on his face that is full of skepticism, but he's a touch more trusting than his sister. No doubt that Margaery would see through anything in an instant. Loras, however, has no reason to distrust the world.

But he also knows that magic is a real thing, and that would explain easily why the marks could heal so suddenly. If it were Olyvar. But Loras feels, perhaps, that Olyvar would not be so committed to such a joke, even for any sum of money.
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Then I have made a fool of myself either way.

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[personal profile] triplerose 2018-07-20 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sebastian is luckier than he knows, to share looks with Olyvar and to have had Loras come across him before anyone else. Anyone beyond the Tyrells would lack kindness or even the sense of decency to help the man, and Loras has to wonder how much even his own sister would extend to Sebastian. Likely enough to see that he was well and send him out of the city as fast as possible. ]

Loras Tyrell. I would suspect you do well to remember it, for as long as you're in Westeros, being associated with a Tyrell will prove kinder to you than any other allegience.

[ It's a haughty thing to say, but Loras still feels slighted, and he wants it to be known that he has the upper hand here.

He seeks out the plainest tunic he has. It's still perhaps too much for a simple squire to have, but Loras can, if needed, play it off that it's important a squire emulate his knight.
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Take these dry clothes.