003. (text/action)

[ofkirkwall]

Who: hawke & you.
Broadcast: fleetwide text.
Action: varric's bar on the iskaulit.
When: a few hours after this exchange.

friends and crewmates
this is hawke speaking ? typing? look i have decided to drink myself into the most pleasant stupor possible but then i thought why drink alone? so i have decided to formally invite whoever is interested to come and join me at my favorite dwarfs bar floor because drinking with friends is fun

but hawke we arent friends you say?? come introduce yourself already we will become very good friends drinking friends

[ That seems to be the end of it, for a few moments at least until another message appears. ]

varric
can i borrow your bed and your blankets and you

[ If you do decide to go looking for the woman behind the broadcast you will most certainly find her at Varric's bar, draped upon the bar with a bottle already in hand. She's dressed rather casual today in little more than her dark brown breeches, boots, a loose tunic, and her arms wrapped up from the elbows down in worn bandages, dark hair a ruffled mess. A picture of a woman who has lost control of her life and burying it all deep in the bottom of the bottle she is nursing.

Come, come, drink with her, play a few games of cards, or sing terrible tavern songs! It doesn't really matter much, honestly, as long as she isn't thinking. ]

Comments

[wolfuncaged]

[There's a flustered noise on the other end because damnit Hawke.]

Yes, we're very hilarious.

I have been keeping clear of the bar in case the spirit deigns to turn up. Varric seems invested in its welfare, and I doubt my being in the same room as it will do much good for that.

[ofkirkwall]

I try, I try.

[ The snickers die rather quickly and she exhales, hands dragged across her face. ]

Not if you're with me, I can be very distracting. Very distracting.

[wolfuncaged]

That much is very true.

[He considers before letting out a long suffering sigh. His desire to be with Hawke is bigger than his desire to avoid killing Cole.]

I will there shortly.

[ofkirkwall]

I'll be waiting. [ She couldn't sound more sing-song if she tried, head leaning against her own arm. Chances are she'll still be awake by the time he gets there, probably. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[And soon enough he does indeed turn up, moving to get himself a bottle of wine as he enters, peering around for her. ]

Still at it, then?

[ofkirkwall]

[ Hears him first, the familiar clink of his armor causing her head to rise perhaps a little to fast for her own liking. For a moment the room spins a little and she closes her eyes, lips curling upwards into a sloppy smile. Regardless of the mess her life is being it's a little better with him here. ]

Still at it, insides haven't quit yet.

[wolfuncaged]

[He'll move to sit down beside her, mostly to save her head, but also because he doesn't want her getting dizzy and barfing on him. That's not sexy at all. He chuckles softly, opening the wine and taking a long swig of it. ]

So I see. You're getting better at this. I'm impressed.