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driftfleet2016-05-06 03:18 pm
ofkirkwall) wrote in driftfleet2016-05-06 03:18 pm
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003. (text/action)
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. ]
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. ]
sorry this is late!
Turns out the Space Bar isn't the one that looks like space. Confusing names.
[Oh, what the hell, he'll give her a hug and then sit down next to her.]
So how are the drinks in space?
you're totally fine! <3
Isn't it? I think Varric is trying to confuse people on purpose─
[ He catches her somewhat off guard with the hug, so sudden that her occupied hand hovers mid air, mouth somewhat gape. ]
Huh? Oh, they're... nice. Strong, good taste, not watery. Yeah.
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Never had much chance to try, so I guess I wouldn't know good from bad. So you got some good stories, huh?
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Oh, do I have stories? [ She shakes the shock off in favor of a laugh, lips forming a wide grin. ] There is a book written about me you know, 'The Tale of the Champion'.
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Oh yeah? Is it true, or mostly made up?