drown your sorrows in a bar that won't drown you.

[sylphystia]

Who: Everyone's welcome!
Broadcast: No
Action: Málum, Crowley's bar on the Iskaulit
When: The latter half of March, until they leave the system.

[Though there are 'dry bars' down on the water planet, Crowley's bar is still open. Even the apocalypse couldn't close this thing. Whether you're angsting over something you got from home or you just DON'T TRUST THE OCEAN, there is a leather seat at Málum waiting for you.]

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[ofkirkwall]

[ She kinda misses his short hair, she had made fine work out of the mess that had become his hair. Not that his longer hair doesn't look good, it does, but she had been rather proud of herself, you know?

Now it's long enough to be braided and she half wonders to herself what he'd look like with a head full of braids. ]

Came to drink or people watch?

[airily]

[ Zaveid makes himself comfortable because it's easier that way, shifting a little before he glances around the bar. He knows Dezel is back there, can feel the gentle reach of his wind, and it soothes him even as he realises he might not be endearing himself to the other wind seraph right now.

He didn't actually come here to watch his... Friend... But it just seemed to end up that way. ]

Maybe a bit of both. [ He turns to her with a grin. ] Are you this bored?

[ofkirkwall]

[ Hawke gives the bar a quick glance before focusing on him, eyebrows raising slightly. A bit of both, he says. Makes sense when there is a lot of people unable to see you.

She shrugs returning his grin with one of her own. ]

I might have been before I sat down. [ She reaches over and jabs him lightly. ] Things can never be boring with you around.

[airily]

[ It makes it a little easier to lounge around and watch people when the people can't actually see him. He's stretched out and comfortable and he's more than okay with someone familiar settling down beside him. If it was a stranger sitting on him...

But here he is, and he's sure Sorey would be proud. He's made a friend. ]

Huh... Guess I've got a reputation to live up to now.

[ofkirkwall]

[ She hadn't thought about sitting on him honestly, though it isn't out of the realm of things she'd likely do. She wouldn't even care how strange it'd look to those who cannot see Zaveid, she'd revel in it. Maybe another day instead of slipping in beside him Hawke will just settle in his lap, like some sort of human sized cat.

She's pretty sure he'd make a great pillow. ]

You think you're up to the task?

[airily]

[ The friendship he's found himself in with Hawke isn't something he had expected in the least - it's a bit surprising, but he's getting used to it. Being familiar with someone that isn't a seraph or his Shepherd... It's novel.

It's been a long time. ]

I'm sure I can manage it.

[ He turns to her with a wide grin. ]

Watch me.

[ofkirkwall]

[ Their friendship isn't something she had expected either but she still embraced, as she has always done. Hawke has always made friends with ease, it's almost uncanny how she does it.

His grin only serves to widen her own into something more cheshire like. ]

Oh, I will.

[ With a body like that who wouldn't want to watch him? ]

I have expectations now.

[airily]

[ There's a part of Zaveid that thinks he ought to keep himself at a distance, not let himself be around people again, but... If he did that then he'd have to keep away from Rose, from the others, from anyone, and he's not sure that's worth the pain either.

He wants to be happy, not to suffer, and isolating himself had already proved to be a bad idea. ]

I'd hate to let down a pretty lady.

[ And he winks. ]

[ofkirkwall]

[ Not that she'd let him stay isolated, not now that she has gotten to know him to some extent. She's likes him a little too much, enjoys the easy company free of expectation and pressure.

She laughs chuckles, tilting head head towards him. ]

Don't worry, you'll have try pretty hard to let me down.

[airily]

That makes me wanna try!

[ But he's laughing, and he turns his body, adjusting so he can look at her a little better. His eyes do flick over to the bar, though, and he watches to see if Dezel's wandering around before he focusses on his company. ]

[ofkirkwall]

[ The flick of his eyes doesn't go unnoticed, the corners of her mouth twitch and Hawke follows his gaze briefly. ]

Go ahead! I dare you.

[airily]

[ Leaning forward, he watches her with a wide, teasing grin. ]

It'll be when you least expect it...