Entry One [Accidental Video]

[suaveleather]

[The camera turns on to show the ground and the view is constantly changing as the owner jostles the camera. The communicator drops and when it hits the ground the feed closes. When it next turns on it shows a very confused looking elf with tan skin, a tattooed face, and blond hair.]

Now what is this supposed to be? Oh look, now the little

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[doesnotbrood]

You're trapped in a world against your will to be used as a pawn in a war, and you're greatest concern is a blinking light?

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[suaveleather]

I'm what? This is news to me, my friend. [Zevran looks into the camera and slowly smirks] You see, last thing I remember before this place was settling into camp. I was just brought here by the undead. [He raises an eyebrow] Perhaps my new friend would like to fill me in?

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[doesnotbrood]

From what I've gathered, we've been conscripted into a war facilitated by the gods of this place. We are unable to leave as of yet. [...] And I am not your friend.

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[suaveleather]

[He sighs dramatically] Political squabbles with gods instead of nobles and royalty. I am going to assume they don't pay us to participate in this war. [He pauses] Now, about our friendship.... If we cannot be friends we could always be something else, yes? [His smile is positively lecherous]

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[doesnotbrood]

So I've been told. [He glares at the video for a moment.] Such as?

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[suaveleather]

You. Me. And a bed. What do you say? [He looks thoughtful] Hmmmm.... Assuming I can find a bed around here. If not, perhaps the ground.

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[doesnotbrood]

I say you should adjust your priorities according to your situation. [Sigh. Antivans.] I'm not certain how they do things in Antiva, but in Tevinter, we prefer dinner first. [He looks dead-serious.]

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[suaveleather]

Are you implying you want to eat me? [That grin refuses to leave]

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[doesnotbrood]

Are you always such a barbarian, or simply so impatient?

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[suaveleather]

There are no darkspawn to fight, no crows to order me about, and I am unfamiliar with the territory. Would you blame me for doing what is familiar to me?

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[doesnotbrood]

And what's familiar is "flirt with everything that breathes"? That must get old.

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[suaveleather]

Not at all. Every new face is a new challenge, a body waiting to be conquered. They are all so attractive, it is no hardship. What about you? Surely it gets old judging others?

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[doesnotbrood]

[At that, he actually smirks.] Certainly not. Every day, a new face ripe for the condescension. [Is he serious? Probably not.]

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[suaveleather]

Ah, but can you truly look down upon such a handsome face as mine? Us good-looking elves must stick together after all. Especially in such foreign territory.

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[doesnotbrood]

I owe no loyalty to you simply for the shape of your ears and the oppression of your daily existence. I don't even know your name.

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[suaveleather]

Zevran Arainai. And what is your name my sour-tempered comrade?