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[birdsbirdsbirds]

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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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[like the flick of a lightswitch, his mood changes--he leans back in his chair, finally, so that he can quickly down his shot and tap the little glass back on the table.]

Hurry up and take your shot, Fenris, before it gets room-temperature.

[wolfuncaged]

It is not like we had much choice in the matter.[Though, even given the chance, he would not have his memory played with. Never again.

Fenris sighs, picking the glass up, giving the liquid inside a tenative sniff, before downing it. ]

Eugh. Maker, what is in this?

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Pineapple. It is a short-lived suffering, thankfully.

[he will drop all of the stuff about time and memory for now, since it all goes to bad places. they are drinking now. things are a-ok.]

May I ask what you do? If you have a vocation, or anything of the like.

[wolfuncaged]

[Ugh. This is vile. But it's alcohol, so.]

I am a mercenary. Or...I was. I have been aiding a... [not his friend, Hawke is not his friend] companion, recently.

[birdsbirdsbirds]

Mercenary, that's great! [his face lights up; finally, something familiar around here.]

I used to do that kind of thing, too. Actually ran something of a mercenary guild a couple nexi back. Nexi, hah, I don't think that's a word.

[wolfuncaged]

Ah. I worked...alone. Mostly gaining coin so I could get by. I had people following me, I needed to vanish in a hurry, and you can't do that when you're flat broke.