news flash: pants are never required.

[ofkirkwall]

Who: marian hawke & you!
Broadcast: fleetwide video.
Action: ss tourist.
When: time is irrelevant!! the 21st?? idk timelines.


Hello all of you wonderful people, spirits, and creatures of otherworldly origins.

[ Something has put Marian Hawke into an incredibly good mood, why she is practically beaming when she turns on the feed. It almost looks like she just gotten out of bed, deciding the next best course of action is to raid the fridge of what could possibly be her own ship. Which, incidentally, it is not.

For those aboard the Tourist when you enter the kitchen you'll be greeted by Hawke sitting upon one of benches, dressed in nothing more than a somewhat ill fitting tunic ( Fenris isn't that much larger than her, damn scrawny elf ) and her small clothes. That's right, she has forgone pants entirely. Thankfully, or rather unfortunately, the video only shows her upper body, messy dark hair, and Cheshire cat grin. ]

For those who don't know me, my name is Hawke. Marian Hawke, to be precise, but please call me Hawke. It's absolutely lovely to meet you, if I haven't already.

[ She gives a little wave. ]

I was wondering how are we all doing? Hopefully no one has been eaten by any carnivorous plants, or lost their clothes in an card game. [ Yes, she is very concerned about people getting eaten by plants or losing clothes in a card game. The former is unfortunate, the later... well she'd be more upset she wasn't invited. ] I hear getting eaten by a planet can be worse than being chewed on by a bear or a dragon.

Anyway lets chat, I'm incredibly curious what has been going on around the fleet.

Comments

[nugqueen]

Of course. It becomes an acquired skill after a while, no?

[Because she grew up in Orlais? Or because she spent half her life spying on nobles. That remained up in the air.]

[ofkirkwall]

For most. Some are born with terrible tastes and there is nothing anyone can do for them.

[nugqueen]

Speaking of - did you see that god awful outfit Adawolfe wore when we were on the wishing planet? I would have thrown him in jail myself for that travesty.

[But then he got thrown in jail anyway because he's aparently terrible at espionage? Not surprised.]

I tried to correct him but then he got himself caught sneaking about He was trying to blend in and doing a terrible job at it.

[ofkirkwall]

[ It's near instant the amusement that finds her face, lighting it up even brighter than before. Her lips curve and eyes all but sparkle with it. ]

I have seen worse, there was a year in Kirkwall that one noble lady tried to start a tend of dressing similar to a puffed pastry. [ Probably an Orlesian's fault. ] But he could have done better.

Hawkes aren't good at espionage, Leliana. It's like expecting a dog to start acting like a cat.

[nugqueen]

Oh, that was all the rage in Orlais a while ago. Right down to the colors and the petticoats.

[Now? Not even a thing.]

Hmm, no I can't imagine you'd be good at it. You'd probably accidentally light something on fire while trying to be stealthy.

[Maybe more for fun than accidentally, Leliana. Hawkes are trouble, after all.]

[ofkirkwall]

Of course it was.

[ She's not even surprised, not when it comes to Orlesians and fashion. ]

You need only read Varric's account of the whole incident with Duke Prosper to get a good gauge of my stealthy skills.

[nugqueen]

Perhaps I shall get the chance one of these days. It would be nice to re read it and not have Cassandra's scathing disapproval commentating every page.

[She would say that's a joke, but it's Cassandra. Her default setting is literally [disgusted noise]]