[A video feed begins transmitting, showing first the ground--sideways--followed by nothing but air for a moment as the device is moved and then finally a man. A dwarf, rather
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Varric? [ This Hawke simply looks amused at the language the dwarf is using. And honestly he's confused about what on earth the other is talking about, but whatever it is, Hawke's certain that there's a story in there somewhere. ]
What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time? Honestly, I turn my back for five seconds...
Well, I turn my back for five seconds and trouble always finds me. [ He laughs. ]
[Ooookay, now he's being talked at through the magic...tablet...thingy by people he doesn't even know--even if this one does at least look a little familiar. In an odd sort of way.]
[...maybe he was drunk when they met. He's usually pretty good with faces but sometimes shit just happens.]
Story of my life, lately. I'd tell you about it but I'm going to need about five more drinks and my bearings before I'm willing to get into it.
Trust me, in this place that is a surprisingly easy desire to accommodate. They even have boxes in homes to keep your ale cold! Cold! Always!
It's like magic, Varric. This place is truly fascinating.
...
Just... [ A pause, and he looks darkly serious. ] Avoid the cylinder with the blades in the bottom. It whirls, and makes a lot of noise- ...and is decidedly unpleasant. [ Seriously Varric, he hates blenders. Don't ask. ]
[ Honestly one would think he'd be used to having people not recognize him by now, but it still seems strange to him. As evidenced by the face he makes when he stares at Varric.
And then, he sighs. ]
Oh Maker not this again. [ This is muttered to himself as she shakes his head and chuckles, pinching the bridge of his nose for a moment. ]
I'm Hawke. You know, ex-Champion of Kirkwall? Charming rogue extraordinaire? Defender of all things pretty? ...Especially the pretty one. [ He laughs. ]
What trouble have you gotten yourself into this time? Honestly, I turn my back for five seconds...
Well, I turn my back for five seconds and trouble always finds me. [ He laughs. ]
Perhaps it's catching!
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[...maybe he was drunk when they met. He's usually pretty good with faces but sometimes shit just happens.]
Story of my life, lately. I'd tell you about it but I'm going to need about five more drinks and my bearings before I'm willing to get into it.
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It's like magic, Varric. This place is truly fascinating.
...
Just... [ A pause, and he looks darkly serious. ] Avoid the cylinder with the blades in the bottom. It whirls, and makes a lot of noise- ...and is decidedly unpleasant. [ Seriously Varric, he hates blenders. Don't ask. ]
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Look, do I know you? Did we meet in the Hanged Man, maybe? You look vaguely familiar...
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And then, he sighs. ]
Oh Maker not this again. [ This is muttered to himself as she shakes his head and chuckles, pinching the bridge of his nose for a moment. ]
I'm Hawke. You know, ex-Champion of Kirkwall? Charming rogue extraordinaire? Defender of all things pretty? ...Especially the pretty one. [ He laughs. ]
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Last time I checked, Hawke was the pretty one. And unless you're a much better cross-dresser than I'm giving you credit for, you aren't her.
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