driftfleet | 009 // i carry your bones in my heart

Who: Dorian and YOU
Broadcast: Fleet-Wide
Action: On the Three Twins!
When: 8/11, Midnight.

[It's rare in Drift Fleet to see Dorian as The Necromancer. He plays with people, he flirts with them. Occasionally his humor is morbid. But that's just him.

But tonight is different.

The broadcast is from a darkened cargo bay of the SS Three Twins.

Dorian is wearing black robes with a pointed hood, and as the broadcast starts, he gestures with a skull-topped staff, seeming to almost do it for show. There's a whispering of something circling him, a spirit, perhaps, and candles illuminate around him as it vanishes.]

I do hope you're having a good night. I had nearly lost track of the date, what with the odd stars, but I'm quite certain that it is the beginning of the eighth month, Matrinalis. Which means, for those of you unaccustomed to Thedosian holidays, it is All Soul's Day. Or close enough. ...regardless...

[He conjures a small flicker of fire in his hand, the light casting shadows on his face, the glowing purple lines of necromantic sigils and runes seemingly etched into his hands and arms.]

It is the day we Thedosians remember our dead. As a necromancer, I daresay I am qualified to lead the celebrations, if you will.

You are welcome to come and extinguish a candle for those you've lost.

((OOC: A combination network post and mingle log! Start up an action thread if you'd like, thread with other folks, just leave a comment in the subject if your character is looking to chat with Dorian.))

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Now those would be blatant lies.

Me? Lie? Commander, you wound me!

I'm sure my opinions hold much sway over your emotions.

I thought you knew? I hang on your every word. Or, at least, the ones that matter.

All of my words matter, Dorian.

Ah, yes, but the ones where you compliment me? Doubly so.

[He inspects his nails idly.]

And that way you furrow your downs when I say "check", though it's not a word, is delightful as well.

I don't do that.

[Yes he does.]

Ah! Look, there it is!

[He points at the video. Cullen, you're making your Annoyed Face.]

I'm not quite sure how you manage it, but your right brow arches in such a delightful way when you do it.

[The expression just gets more pronounced.]

I forgot that one of your pastimes is trying to tease me.

[lmao "trying"]

Trying? I'd venture that I succeed in the majority of cases.

[And then he chuckles.]

I could tease you more, if you wish. Men have called me worse.

[You're only encouraging him, Cullen.]

Like I'd say yes.

[Gonna tattle to Jove!!]

I'll count that as a victory. How do you manage that...thing you do, by the way? You're like a knight from a children's book, all virtue and carefully-tamed hair. It's disgusting.

[DO IT.]

Edited 2015-08-25 05:10 (UTC)

I don't know what you're talking about half the time, you know. [GRUMBLE GRUMBLE.]

I--have good hygiene? I don't know.

You always were a single bright spot among the Ferelden. I could barely smell dogstink on you, it's commendable.

[Is he complimenting you or insulting you, a choose your own adventure story.

Not everyone plays chess only when they're sitting at a board.]

[Oh, he knows. He could say a lot about him, but he's not out to accidentally wound. He doesn't jest with his friends like that, especially considering he was once a Templar.]

Did you come up with that one all on your own, Dorian?

Oh no, all of the credit for smelling like they have fleas belongs to the southern ruffians.

[He wants to know how Cullen is doing, how he's holding up, but that's too honest, too much like admitting he cares about him.

Somehow, he considers Cullen to be a friend. And it's odd to think about it, simply because Dorian didn't have friends, he didn't let people in. If you let someone matter to you, they could hurt you in the worst of ways.]

Do take care, won't you? There seems to be a shortage of handsome, infuriating men hereabouts.

I know nothing about infuriating men, so perhaps I'll have to agree.

[He's not even a little bit infuriating.]

But you take care as well, Dorian.

[No necromancer things in public, please.]

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