good company and campfire stories.

[ofkirkwall]

Who: marian hawke & you.
Broadcast: fleetwide text.
Action: iskaulit.
When: now.


makers breath i am tired of fixing things
is anyone else tired of fixing things?? its feels like it is endless
not to mention i am rather useless at it

ill be at the space bar if anyone wants to join me :)
we can have a drink or play a game of cards or tell exciting and embarrassing stories
doesnt matter really as long as it isnt fixing things


[ If one does venture to the Space Bar they will in fact find (1) Marian Hawke, head buried in her device. On the floor beside her foot sits a small cleaning droid with a rather distinctive pattern painted on top of it. She doesn't seem to notice the droid idly beside her, barely raising her head when she accidentally taps it with her foot. ]

Comments

[ofkirkwall]

Made those midnight walks all the more interesting.

[ She almost wants to pinch his cheeks making the face that he does, almost. ]

But Fenriiiis.

[wolfuncaged]

I'll take your word for it, I tended to be inside by then.

[No romantic walks for him. ]

Ugh, no.

[ofkirkwall]

You know I never thought you were the sort to retreat indoors before midnight.

[ Which was a shame, really, they could have had so many romantic and exciting walks. ]

Fennriss.

[wolfuncaged]

You are a much easier target at night, in the dark, than you are in broad daylight.

[Years of trusting basically no stranger near him still hasn't worn off, it seems. ]

You keep making that noise, but as you can see, I'm not budging.

[ofkirkwall]

Well, you do tend to glow in the dark. Though you are right, I had a lot more people try to kill me at night than in the middle of the day. It must be something about such an attractive woman strolling about the city in the dark that made them think I'm an easy target.

[ Something they regretted quite quickly, somewhere between being set on fire and having the blade of her staff shoved through their stomach. ]

Fenriiisss.

[ She can make him budge, she's determined. ]

[wolfuncaged]

That was a foolish move on their part, then.

[He folds his arms, he's not moving. nope. ]

I'm not listening.

[ofkirkwall]

Very foolish.

[ She doesn't quite remember why exactly she is whining at him, but his reaction is simply just adorable so she keeps doing it... Grinning widely the entire time. ]

But Fenriis, my feelings are hurt.

[wolfuncaged]

They are? Over what, pray tell?

[Yes, he's going to call her out on that. ]

[ofkirkwall]

[ Blight take him, he's not supposed to take her bluff! But he has and she makes a face at him, half pout half grin, tilting her head slightly as she scrambles for an answer. ]

Over you not listening! You would leave me to suffer such a terrible fate! It's painful!

[ Nailed it. ]

[wolfuncaged]

A terrible fate of me not listening?

[She pulled that one out of her ass and he's not afraid to let her see he knows it, a grin crossing his face. ]

How tragic.

[ofkirkwall]

[ Well shit, of course he knows. But she has started down this road she can't turn back now. ]

Utterly tragic! The worst fate imaginable even!

[wolfuncaged]

Perhaps I should leave you wallow in your deep tragedy then?

[He'll call your bluff, gurl. ]

[ofkirkwall]

If you are so determined to follow this road, I suppose you must!

[ Shit. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[And now they are in a self-sustaining bubble of bluff calling. Good job, guys. He'll stand, a smile crossing his lips- but sweet Maker he has no idea what he's doing.]

Then, I shall go.

[ofkirkwall]

[ For a moment there she looks like she is about to panic, eyes widening and mouth falling open. No sits on the tip of her tongue but she'd lose if she broke now, and she does not like to lose. ]

Then go, else you wish to stay and watch me wallow, unable to do anything to comfort me because you're so damnably stubborn.

[ Surely he won't actually leave... Right? ]

[wolfuncaged]

[...Balls.

He pauses, because he really can't walk out on that one. Which means he has to concede defeat to her. He lets out a long suffering sigh, before returning to sit beside her.]

That is quite the argument you make.

[ofkirkwall]

[ She's terrible at hiding her grin as he sits back down, corners of her eyes crinkling, smug victory practically smeared across her expression. Because she knows she has won. She was counting on him not actually wanting to leave and it paid off.

Leaning back against the chair Marian Hawke all but preens. ]

Not my best, but I do try.

[ Marian: 1, Fenris: 0. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Huff, missy, HUFF. ]

There's no need to look so smug about it.

[ofkirkwall]

Oh, I am going to look smug. There is nothing you can do to stop me.

[ Still preening. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[He lets out a throaty chuckle. ]

I am utterly powerless, it seems.

[ofkirkwall]

Completely.

[ The almighty Champion of Kirkwall has the maturity of a five year old. ]