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. ]

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[tallasaking]

[Two exclamation points, my my. He smirked faintly before he got off his communications device and headed down to the shuttles to join Marian on the right ship, in the right bar. He did look out for 'Master Varric' -- after all he'd been compared to him more than once.

Mostly though, he looked for Marian, his boots speeding up slightly when he spotted her.]

All right, how many must I guzzle to catch up to you?

[ofkirkwall]

[ She's all but lounging against the bar when he arrives, one hand secured around a bottle of something she can't quite name while the other pokes idly at her device. There's a purpose to this, mostly involving a lack of thought being had on her part. The sound of his boots tear her from her device, sharp blue eyes flicking towards him as a smile dawn on her lips. ]

Hmm, a few. [ Tilting the bottle towards herself she chuckles. ] More than a few.

[tallasaking]

[He goes to join her at the bar, pulling himself up onto a stool with one smooth movement. He eyed the bottle in her hand, then gestured to the barkeep.] I will take one of those, then, please.

[Then he turned towards her, watching her take another hit off the bottle.] Well, there goes my plans to seduce you.