002 // from ten in the morning, we are honest til nine

[serpentis]

Who: Dorian Pavus
Broadcast: Fleet-wide
Action: If needed, Adsum
When: TONIGHT!

[Dorian smiles a bit, secretively, and leans back in his chair, kicking his ankle onto his opposite knee.

He looks relaxed, and...his mustache is waxed. And he's wearing eyeliner with wings sharp enough to kill a man.]

I have a business proposition, for anyone interested. It's simple work, but I cannot offer payment in money. I can, however, offer use of my services.

[And...yep, gonna leave that there and smirk into the camera.]

Comments

[merchantprince]

[Fenris is terribly adorable when he's actually friendly, and Varric is reminded of just how badly he missed everyone the past couple years.]

Good, good. Let me know when you're free, by the way-- I found some cards.

[wolfuncaged]

[Oh good, nothing makes you forget yours troubles like losing horrifically to game of Wicked Grace. ]

I have plenty of free time in the evenings. I have a room on Accendo. [You can trust Fenris to find where all the alcohol is at. He's like a sniffer dog for booze.]

[merchantprince]

What do you know, I do too. [He grins.] Tomorrow at nine? I'll come over.

[As long as he clears the bodies out.]

[wolfuncaged]

I'll look forward to it.

[Gosh that is rude, he has like, one body. ]