Apt. #-4, MCA, Saturday Morning

[halfman_lion]

It was a normal Saturday morning in the Lannister household, which meant Tyrion the insomniac decided he was done trying to sleep around eight and padded into the kitchen to make coffee

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[givehimahand]

Which would be when Jaime wandered into the kitchen in order to break his fast. "...Dare I ask?"

[halfman_lion]

"Brother," Tyrion said cheerfully. "Things are interesting this morning. Move your wrist like this and see what happens."

He brought his arm out in a neat arc, aiming a strand of webbing at a carton of oatmeal on the counter.

[givehimahand]

Jaime stared at the webbing for a moment before carefully mimicking the motion with his left hand.

Aaaaand.... nothing.

"Perhaps you should be more discerning with your whores?"

CLEARLY AN STD.

[halfman_lion]

"Maybe I should fuck them more often, if they're giving out magical abilities now," Tyrion answered, some pity in his voice. Poor Jaime, missing out on the magical experience of shooting goo from his fingertips.