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Who: Anyone! Everyone!
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: On the FLOOT LOOP stations! Or the planet!
When: WHENEVER time is an illusion.

[you know the drill! this is a mingle for the stations floating around the bizarre forest planet, or the forest planet itself!

want to get away from the forest illusions? are you stopping for supplies? were you just really craving a bowl of Floot Loops for some reason? whether you are backdating for pre-planet shenanigans or just want to mess around, this is the post for you!]

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[yes good. Bring the dwarf. Not that he knows much about the dwarf, but it seems preferable than bring Kaneis along]

Huh? Why would he have interesting tales about Chris?

[Perhaps if they were talking about anyone other than Varric, that would have sent alarm bells ringing in Fenris's head. As is, he heaves out a weary, albeit affectionate sigh.]

Because Varric has interesting tales about everyone.

[ Merrill nods along to this. It's just fact! Varric's stories, on the other hand... ]

He probably already has a story about Cole and Fenris, too, because of how we met. Does that mean I'll feature in it, I wonder? It will probably have a different ending. Certainly a battle. If Fenris keeps at it, it will be a saga!

[ Insert: Merrill's impression of Varric, which involves of course the most gravelly, grungy, cocksure tone she can fudge. Wild arm gestures included! ]

"—and that was when the demon took hold of Fenris, not realizing just what the impact could mean. We couldn't stop him in time! BAM!" [ Merrill claps. ] "—and suddenly the Fade sounded like a picnic day compared to the pile of shit we were in. That was when the lights went out."

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Oh, right. [That is the guy who writes tons of stories. He snorts a little at the impression. Even if he only knows Varric a little, it's amusing.]

Did you just...kill Fenris off?

[That is a Maker-awful attempt at Varric, but yeah, wait.]

...And that's you off my Wintersend list.

[It's funny because she's never been on his Wintersend list.]

[ Merrill snickers a bit as she straightens up, hands linking behind her back. ]

I'm not sure who would have been killed off. I can finish that story once I get some more information from them!

Do they eat food, I wonder? Should I bring them food? It's much easier to make friends when eating.

[It was funny until she started talking food for the demons. That's...]

Uh...

[HOW MANY WAYS DO YOU SAY NO MERRILL??]

[Fenris, at least, is used to saying NO MERRILL. After enough years, you can make it into an art form.]

They are not pets. You will not placate them with food. Just speak with them and get the ghastly businesses over with. [And, in case he hasn't made himself clear enough:] And. Take. Varric.

[ Wow. Being such a dick about it really makes Merrill want to object, because she's no child and she won't be ordered around like one. Even Marethari can't make her do something she doesn't want to.

But she plans on visiting the demons more than once, anyway. She can concede to these terms for one visit. (What harm can food do? She's never thought of demons as pets, he can't really think that she's so stupid). ]

Humans and elves like food, not just pets. If they're corporeal, then they likely eat. I'm only going to talk with them, no need to panic so. I'll ask Varric along, however.

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