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[failedhorribly]

[Someone is looking incredibly amused at this entire situation]

Well, well. Either I have Sudden Onset Mage...ness, or I've been effected by this whatever it is that happens to have hit everyone. Or, most of everyone, at any rate. Carver, you're a tit.

[She gives the most insincere horrified face you've ever seen] Oh, dear, I do hope no one heard

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[sting_like_a]

Peaches? Is that his cat or something?

[failedhorribly]

Heh. [Her face struggles into something like a serious expression] No, no Peaches was most certainly not his cat. She was his lady~ Well, insofar as that girl could have been anyone's lady, that is.

[sting_like_a]

Ooh. Oooooooooh, I get it~

[a beat] ...Who the heck names their daughter Peaches?

[failedhorribly]

You know, that is a question I have often found myself pondering. Once or twice, at least! I do seem to recall my mother judging her quite fiercely, at the time, but she did call my brother Carver.

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[pathtosacrifice]

Peaches?

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[failedhorribly]

A girl! Not a cat.

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[pathtosacrifice]

[So very amused.] I figured it was a girl. Carver doesn't strike me as the cat-loving type.

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[failedhorribly]

He's not, although that may have something to do with Anders loving them. Infernal creatures. --That, or it runs in the family.

Peaches was a young lady - and I'm stretching that word to its absolute limits - from the village he grew up in, back home. They had, ah, quite the connection, as I understand it.

[goodfor6things]

I don't think you have any Sudden Onset Mageness, sister. Just very bizarre luck. And I'll just count my lucky stars, for once, that I have no old flames to speak of.

...I miss Lothering, too, but I'd rather be here.

Oh, for the love of--

[failedhorribly]

Oh, what a shame. And here I was just thinking about how very dashing I'd look like with a staff. Heh. [Tilting her head] Not even an old Warden friend or something?

I couldn't go back there.

[swearing under her breath]

[goodfor6things]

Stick with the sword. It suits you better.

No, I've had more important things to worry about. [Oh no, she's turning red! Whether it's from embarrassment or anger is anyone's guess.] --Not having this conversation with you.

There isn't much left for us there, not now.

[failedhorribly]

H e h. [Things you didn't need to know about your sister: her mind is apparently filled with even more hideous puns than she says aloud]

I'm hurt, sister! Actually it's probably not a conversation I'd want to have, either. [A pout] Being hideously honest ought to be more fun than it is.

[IGNORING THE LAST PART]

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[slayerdom]

At least this time around I'm not the only one hearing it ... Nothing to make a girl feel crazy like -- What's a Lothering?

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[failedhorribly]

It's the village my family settled in, before we fled to Kirkwall. Father--

Maker, that's obnoxious. [daddy thoughts are off limits :|]

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[slayerdom]

Is there a stronger word than obnoxious? I think this goes way above and beyond obnoxious duty.

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[failedhorribly]

Many, actually! If you stick around until Carver finds this entry, you're sure to hear some of them.

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[abominable]

Peaches? This I need to hear. Don't think something stupid, don't think something stupid, don't don't don't-

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[failedhorribly]

I'm far more interested in don't think something stupid, actually. [She blinks, and then smiles, amused] Well, that took the words right out of my mouth. What are we defining as stupid here, precisely?

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[abominable]

Uh... whatever I will inevitably think that gets me slapped? Or punched, in your case. You know those going to Entropy class in nothing but your unders dreams? This is living that dream. I am living that dream, clothed. Would be more fun without the clothes- actually then there'd be towers and Templars, scratch that. Can't have the best of both worlds it seems- maybe if I sing a song in my head I'll shut up.

... Maker all the songs I know are Oghren's, this is somehow his fault.

I do want to hear about Peaches you know. I'll feel better if Carver is also suffering hideous embarrassment.

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[failedhorribly]

If it's not 'Marian I blew up a building of religious significance and tricked you into helping me' I think you're good. I should probably stop doing that. Didn't I say I would stop doing that? Wonderful!

[She listens to what he's saying, waiting patiently for him to be done] You're welcome to live the dream unclothed, Anders, although I won't be able to supply the Templars. Or the Entropy class, actually, so it looks rather like you're out of luck.

Peaches was a girl from Lothering. Carver took, ah, quite a shine to him. She found him about half as shiny, as I recall.