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[theboogieman]

Who: IT'S A GAME MINGLE GET IN THE VAN
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.

[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?

this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]

Comments

[forcemageure]

[ If there are a hundred reasons not to do this, Hawke can't summon any of them right now either; it helps, maybe, that he has literally nothing to lose. Nothing burns a person's bridges like what he's already done; this as much as anything lets him forget that, stuck at the back of his brain like - if you will - cobwebs. If he's focused on the little jolt down his spine when Anders' breath hitches, the heat of his hands through thin layers of fabric--it's not so bad to forget, once in a while. Anders, presumably, would recognize the sentiment. ]

Nicer than here? Surely not.

[ He actually has to take a second to make sure it's safe to stand up (har har); it is awfully convenient that the tunic is in fashion for the time period. If they were visiting the Regency it would take ages to get out of here. ]

Don't forget your cat.

[ So in other words: yes, immediately. ]