Can't spell 'fun' without cannibals!

[crowkiller]

Who: Zevran and you
Broadcast: Nah
Action: Arrival on the Hell Planet
When: Right now

Closed To Rowan

[A lot has happened in the whirlwind of him arriving. The oddly calming music, the strange and colorful paper that falls from the ceiling, and the pudding. It's doesn't really fit the burnt and destroyed atmosphere that this metal vessel is giving off. He didn't except to see a dead man walk up to him. He didn't expect his heart to surge with emotions as they kissed, touched, and spoke as only lovers would back to the bedroom.

The fact that Rowan was here made things a lot easier. Rowan knew some things about this place, but they were both learning together. Like right now, as they stalked through the dense forest, moving in the shadows trying not to make themselves out to be targets.]

Why do people eat others?

[Zevran is thinking out loud as he moves with careful footsteps. Maybe this isnt the best time to be talking about such a strange subject but...]

I mean-- I feel like humans wouldn't taste very good. Or elves for that matter. Most of us are so lanky to begin with, we must not have much meat on our bones. But do you think they just look at other people and instead of thinking 'wow, what a beautiful person, I want to fuck them.' Do they think 'I want to eat them'?


Fine elven crafts OTA

[Being an assassin, Zevran doesn't like it when he doesn't have weapons. While anything can be a weapon in his hands, he prefers his blades, his poisons, and his arrows. He doesn't have any of those right now, and the things on the ship were just not the best at what he needed them to do. Lucky for him, he remembered his time with the Dalish, even if it had been rather quick. He saw how they made their tools, how difficult could that be?

Turns out, very.

Zevran is struggling over some twine that he found. It's not the best bow string but its what he has right now. He takes a large piece of wood that he has found lying in the dirt somewhere, and with one end on the ground he tries to curve it by bending and trying the twine to it. It works for a moment, but then the wood breaks, the twine snaps in his face and with a yelp he falls back and holds his sting face.

New plan. Get his weapons back.]
 

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[bryces_pup]

[Boy that's a way to see an old friend again. By coming around the corner just in time to see him get hit in the face with some twine. It's shock, nostalgia, and amusement all hitting her at once, leaving Riona standing and staring for a few seconds too long. That is most definitely Zevran, but the question is, does he remember her?

Chances are, probably not. She knows better than to assume Atroma will be that kind to her. She shoves all that down; she needs to make sure he's okay. Which, he appears to be as she steps closer. Probably a cut on his cheek. His pride probably took more of a hit than anything.]

Ah, I don't think that's... quite how that works.

[crowkiller]

[He rubs his cheek with his hand as she comes near. Well, that is one way to make a first impression on a beautiful woman.]

Damn, it seems I have had it wrong this entire time.

[He chuckles and smiles to her.]

I'm use to weapons being just given to me. This is a bit much.

[bryces_pup]

[Damn. That's a no, then. Riona of course didn't expect anything else, but it doesn't soften the sting much. But that doesn't mean she's going to just give up. Though it will mean starting things over from scratch, but that's to contemplate on at another time.]

Atroma doesn't like letting us arrive armed, sadly. Which normally isn't a huge issue, but it is given our current circumstances. [She reaches behind her and pulls out the dagger she keeps on her. She holds it out to him.] Here. It's only one, but it's better than nothing.

[crowkiller]

[He sighs a heavy sigh. Atroma really is making things more complicated right now. He runs a hand through his hair to push it out of his face. His eyes flicker to the woman as she pulls a dagger from behind her. He tenses for a moment, but then she holds it out to him. His eyebrow raises.]

You are giving me a dagger?

[What.]

Why?

[bryces_pup]

[Good Maker, she's forgotten how long it takes for him to really trust people. She's having mini flashbacks to the Blight right now.]

Because you need a weapon? [Pause. Gotta pretend she doesn't know anything about him.] If you're not comfortable with blades, then you don't have to take it. But I figure it's better than nothing. You can return it if you want once you get your own.

[crowkiller]

[His eyes narrow. She is right, he does. But why would a random stranger be so nice to him...it reminds him of Rowan. It's odd.]

Forgive me, I didn't mean to sound ungrateful. However, if it leaves you without I will be fine until I find my own.

[bryces_pup]

[She pats the hilt of her sword, tucked away in its sheath.]

Sword and shield, I'll be just fine. Please, I insist. We all need to stick together right now.

[crowkiller]

Ah- I like a woman who is prepared.

[He is still hesitate, but he knows he is better with a dagger than a bow. The offer still seems odd to him, but the pros out weigh the cons right now. He takes the dagger from her with a smile.]

I thank you then, for your kindness my lady.

[bryces_pup]

[She nods, her smile a little sad as he calls her that. Man, starting over with him kind of sucks, if she's being honest.]

And that reminds me that I should at least introduce myself, aside from the Lady who Has a Knife. I'm Riona.