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[ofdenerim]

The strangest part about everything, Asher felt, was the way in which people listened to him. It was understandably difficult for him to get mistaken for a servant now, with all the armour and weaponry he carried around, but being in the position of a leader

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[tentassassin]

Zevran was leaning against the wall not too far from where Asher was wandering. Thoughts from their previous experiences ran through the course of his mind as if it was a mental journal: Fighting undead, werewolves, demons, and even finding the Sacred Ashes that many thought wasn't real...Zevran couldn't imagine the levels of boredom he would have faced if he had actually ran off with the Dalish instead. He would have had a different life then. As he thought about it though, his life had changed a great deal since he had met the Wardens. After all, if it hadn't been for Asher, Zevran would either be dead on the road or dead anyway at the hands of his fellow Crows. Assassinating (or rather, attempted to assassinate) Asher may have been the luckiest thing to ever happen to him

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[ofdenerim]

"..."

He can't think of anything to say at that, not immediately, so Asher shrugs and gives a slight laugh, instead. One hand goes up, making a vague gesture- "Actually taking care of them for once and for all would be preferable, but for now, I'm willing to settle for plotting."

That said, though, he is glad to see Zevran. It's been a long journey for the both of them since they first met at that crossroads, and every now and then Asher can't help but wonder if Zevran ever bears him any grudges. After all, the other assassins that had been with him that day had all died... Then again, given their respective professions, death on the job was an expected risk.

There isn't anyone else around, right now, and it just seems to be the both of them. Right now, he could just step in for a kiss- or something more, even, but perhaps that should be up to Zevran to decide. With a bit of a smile, he waits a moment, and then speaks. "Is there anything I can do for you, right now?"

[tentassassin]

Zevran grinned. "My dear Warden, there are a dozen things you could do for me...or I could do for you or even to you, depending on how things may go." Although sex wasn't exactly on Zevran's mind, he certainly wouldn't complain if it were to follow after the conversation. "I actually do have something I'd like to ask you, if you don't mind."

[ofdenerim]

Yes, that sounded sort of normal.

"I thought you'd be able to come up with something," he says. But something Zevran would like to ask him? Asher could just push to go straight to bed, as it were, but he's always fine with questions.

Glancing around, he reaches out to tug Zevran over to one of the side rooms. If they're going to talk- and whatever else might follow talking- best not to do it in the halls of Redcliffe Castle. There were still plenty of servants and soldiers wandering around.

Ducking inside, he looks back at Zevran and nods, slightly. "I'll answer anything. What would you like to know?"