action/video ♪ tfw no bianca

[merchantprince]

Who: Varric and open
Broadcast: Video, and open!
Action: The Huntress crew & visitors.
When: The end of March (after dragon stuff I guess?)

[action;]

[After taking a nice hot shower to wash off a month's worth of dust, Varric is back in business being his nosy self. You bet he's checking the food stores to see how much of the crap he imported is still there, as well as the cargo bay because 1. that's where his desk is and 2. he had a buttload of alcohol there last time he checked.

But really, he's just wandering around so that he can check on his crewmates. He's worried by some of the things he's reading, and he hasn't even set foot on the planet yet.]

[video;]

[Varric eventually settles at his desk and turns on the nearest comm console. Honestly, he looks like nothing's changed. At all. But there is a nervous energy in how his fingers dance along the edge of his makeshift desk, rustling some papers.]

Good evening. Did you all miss me? Don't be shy, we have all night. [Is his chest hair visible? Yes it is.]

I think I'm mostly caught up on what I missed during my exceptionally long beauty nap. [His brown eyes glimmer dangerously in the low light.] Something about peasant uprisings and dragons? Sounds like home.

Comments

[dawnwillcome]

[She sighs heavily, like she's just been reminded of his greatest offenses.]

Shall I give you some money to go buy some whips and chains, then? I haven't got any here.

[serpentis]

And here, I thought you were always prepared, tut-tut. A shame.

[dawnwillcome]

[And now Jove tsks at him.]

We'll have to invest in a nice muzzle if you insist on talking back, won't we?

[serpentis]

My dear, I'm surprised you don't have one in mind for me already.

[dawnwillcome]

So that's whips and chains, a muzzle... all in black leather with gold fittings, do you think?

[serpentis]

[MOCK SCANDAL.]

It's almost as if you can read my mind.