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Who: Leilani
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blue Fish, later
When: Now!

[ The feed opens with the camera focussed on someone's back - it takes a moment to settle, but then Leilani peers over her shoulder, a soft smile on her face. What she's showing off is quite clear; where her skin was once bare, there's a winding tattoo that covers her spine from the small of her back up to her shoulders.

The centre is a green stalk, like a plant, with roses of bright Fade green and blood red surrounding it, coloured in a watercolour style. Weaving through the stem of the flowers is a bright purple snake that seems to have... Bull horns on the top, and a pair of red, glowing eyes. The stem branches out into curves and patterns across her back: anyone familiar with Dalish vallaslin will recognise the design. ]

Leilani grins, even though it makes her wince a little - the tattoo is fresh, and it's red and a little sore from where it's starting to heal. At least she has the decency to make sure she doesn't flash anything by holding a shirt over her chest. ]

I used to have tattoos on my face. For my people, blood writing - the vallaslin - was a sign of becoming an adult. You would get the markings of one of the Gods placed on you, and you would have to sit in silence or you would not be allowed to be given the writing at all.

[ She takes a deep breath, quiet, before she breathes it out. It's obviously hurting, both the ache from the tattoo and the loss of her actual vallaslin. ]

I lost my vallaslin, so I thought it was time to get something new, something for myself rather than for the Gods. [ She finally smiles properly, tilting her head. ] And I'm fishing for compliments, now. I'd like to hear what you think - Loyalty.

[ She ducks out of view before she can finish the sentence, and whoever is holding the camera ends the feed as she goes. ]

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You are better at it than I am.

[Her smiles are honest. His wouldn't be inherently, because they are not natural.

At her question, his brow furrows in mild confusion.]

No. I would not be uncomfortable at all.

Am I meant to be?

That's because you haven't practiced.

[ But Leilani moves, shifting from one foot to another. Clearly, Justice doesn't care a lick about her being shirtless in front of him - half of her is quite fine with that, because it's just her chest, but another half feels as though she wants him to care.

How irritating. She can almost hear Dorian laughing in the background. ]

No, you're not. Some people might be, but not you. [ Shaking her head, Leilani shrugs off her shirt and relaxes, just a little, from the lack of fabric brushing over her sore skin. ] I just want to lie down, now.

Would you like me to leave?

[He doesn't want to go, but Riona and Anders taught him that mortals don't like it when he watches them while they sleep.

He barely registers her lack of shirt and bra. He has seen naked elven women before, and there are no particular surprises written in the skin of her chest.]

No.

[ She frowns, watching him for a moment before she reaches out and offers her hand. ]

You can stay. I wouldn't mind the company, unless there's somewhere else you need to be.

I am needed nowhere else for now.

[His shoulders relax as she reaches out for him and he takes her hand, lacing their fingers together and savoring the song of the Fade in her skin. It takes the edge off of the terrible loneliness that he's been suffering, and a part of him is desperate to cling to it.]

I would be pleased to stay with you.

Maybe you can lie with me, then.

[ Leilani reaches to scoop Loyalty up and place her on the ground before she shifts a little. She frowns, thinking. ]

I’ll need to be on my front...

[Loyalty lets out a small mewl of protest before losing interest and searching for something to scratch. Justice, for his part, is mildly surprised by the offer to lie with her, but he already knows that Leilani is far more physical than many mortals. It's not as though the offer is unwelcome, either--he's developed a sharp and unwelcome craving for physical contact, and he's ignored it for weeks. He lies down on his side, still holding her hand as he looks up at her.]

Perhaps your side could work just as well, so long as you do not pull the skin of your back.

[ A part of her is a touch sad that Justice doesn't seem to care even a little about her being shirtless - a woman likes to be appreciated, after all - but it's comforting, too. She lets her guard down around him and she knows it; it's nice to be aware that he won't try and take advantage of her relaxation. She trusts Justice, and she hopes he trusts her in return. ]

It's a good idea.

[ She moves carefully, wiggling to settle down with a quiet hum. ]

It's not as sore as it was.

That is good. [Justice keeps a grip on her hand, but he’s not entirely sure what to do with his other hand. Figuring that Leilani will tell him if he does something she doesn’t like, she settles his hand on her bare waist.

He can feel the prickle of disappointment in the air, in her skin. He cocks his head, examining her face.] Has something upset you?

[ It's definitely comfortable, and Leilani settles against Justice with a soft hum; there's no need to do anything but enjoy the moment, she supposes...

Except, of course, he's a spirit and can pry into her thoughts just so. It almost makes her laugh. ] No, of course not. I'm perfectly happy.

Lying is wrong. [It has a touch of his usual scold in there, but it's much less strident than usual. While he still believes that lying is wrong, he's beginning to understand why mortals might make a habit of lying about feelings.] What is wrong?

I'm not lying. [ This is it, she thinks. This is how she's going to die. Mortification is going to catch up to her and she'll perish. ] I'm tired, and sore.

[He's upsetting her more by prying. Before, Justice may have just pried harder in his confusion, but Justice thinks he understands how it might feel to not want to talk about something and be pried into anyway. There are some things that are just hard to talk about.]

If you do not wish to speak of it, that is okay.

[She's cuddled up against his chest, and it's nice. Bare skin against bare skin is new. He dares to move his hand to her face, running his thumb against her cheek, all along the bone to her earlobe.] We can just lie here, if you like.

[ Why is he being so nice to her? Leilani makes a soft noise, shifting a little before she tilts her head up to look at Justice. If it was any other man - Solas, or Rowan, or Zevran - she really would be a little offended. Considering it's Justice, however... She can't really be mad at him, can she?

She was prepared to tell him so, but then his hand trailed up against her cheek and then, then, he touches her ear and she feels a little bit faint. This, she things, is completely unfair, and she can't resist her wiggle. ]

That - I wouldn't touch me there, Justice.

[Justice jerks her hand away from her face like he's been burned, his brow creasing in confusion. He doesn't know what's wrong with touching the face or ear, but he's learned not to question mortal things like that.]

I apologize. I still do not quite understand what I am and am not allowed to touch. [He settles his hand on her upper arm, though his touch is more uncertain now.] Did I make you uncomfortable?

No, it's - there's nothing wrong with you touching it, exactly.

[ She reaches up for his hand, because of course she does, and she links their fingers carefully. He's so new to physical touch, she thinks, and she breathes out a soft noise. How to explain this... ]

There are certain places on a person's body that feel... Particularly good, and usually very nice in certain situations. I didn't think that's what your intention was when you touched my ear.

I see. [Justice knows about erogenous zones--goodness knows one can't live in the Fade for long without learning all about what mortals like to do to each other--but he hadn't expected an ear to be so sensitive that even a brush was inappropriate.

But her hand is reassuring. She doesn't hold his ignorance against him, and that keeps him calm.]

So... you do not wish me to do that again? [His tone is questioning, and he looks to her for confirmation. He's lost when it comes to the trickier rules of touching, and what mortals are and are not okay with.]

[ She's going to die, and it'll be death by Justice's sweetness, she thinks. It's so different from the confidence of the other people she's been with in her time, and it's refreshingly attractive in a way she really cannot put into words. It makes her want to lean up and kiss him, but she also doesn't want to put him in that position.

It's a terribly awkward corner to be backed into.

Leaning back, still completely bare in front of him, she sighs. ]

I'm not against it, particularly. You just need to be aware of what it means when you touch someone - me - like that.

[That wasn't a yes and that wasn't a no, which just serves to confuse him more. She's not against him touching her in erogenous zones, so long as he knows that they are erogenous zones and she's receiving pleasure from it.

Give him a minute to puzzle that out.

Another minute.

Another...

He's really dense.]

I am aware now.

[So does that mean she doesn't mind him touching her ears? He's pretty sure that mortals don't typically like to be touched in erogenous zones unless they're...

Wait.]

Are you suggesting we have sex?

[He feels like he needs some verbal confirmation for his suspicions, because it has never occurred to him that a mortal might want to have sex with him.]

[ Her own brain is running a mile a minute and she can't help the way she sits up sharply, not thinking at all about the nakedness of her chest or the sharp pain of the tug of skin on her tattoo. Shit.

Is this happening? She had been checking Justice out, of course, and she had been aware of how handsome he is, but she's not used to being propositioned so... Intensely.

She's definitely blushing. ]

I'm not suggesting we do anything. It's just so that you know that if you touch me there then it makes me feel certain things. I don't want to put you in an awkward position -

[ She lifts a hand, covering her face. ]

This is new for you. I don't want you to be uncomfortable.

[Justice isn't sure exactly what he's doing, but whatever it is, it's obviously very wrong.]

Be careful of your back.

[That's his first instinct, to remind her that she's healing even though she's certain to know that herself.

He's made her uncomfortable. Her face is bright red, and her embarrassment radiates from her skin. He's half convinced that he should just go before he upsets her more, but he's pretty sure she's saying that she's open to the idea and her hesitation is on his behalf.]

I am not uncomfortable with you.

[Does he want to have sex? He doesn't know. He has a craving for physical closeness and affection, but that does not necessarily translate to a craving for sex. But he doesn't need to crave it to be interested in trying it.]

[ She softens, giving him a sweet smile before she sits up properly. ]

I'll be careful.

[ But... It's not that she's uncomfortable, exactly, but... She didn't really expect the conversation to take this turn. She's a little embarrassed, but it's more from the shock than from any discomfort, and she makes a soft noise before she leans forward, one hand moving to touch his face.

He's sweet, and lovely, and Leilani wants him to understand that he deserves the world. ]

I'm not uncomfortable with you, either. But I don't want you to feel like you should do something just because the chance is here. There's plenty of time for you to decide who you'd like to do things with. Have - [ She tilts her head. ] Have you kissed anyone, Justice?

I have never kissed anyone. That I remember, at least. [Which, to be fair, doesn’t mean he hasn’t.

Her hand is on his face. He doesn’t think anyone has touched him like that since Aura touched her husband’s cheek for the last time. He leans into the touch because it’s soothing, easing the perisistent ache that has grown in his chest. His eyes linger on her lips, suddenly wondering what it would be like to kiss her.]

It has never occurred to me that mortals may wish to with me.

Then that's where you should start, isn't it?

[ Jumping into sex when you've barely kissed anyone sounds like a terrible idea, and Leilani looks him over for a moment, conscious of her bareness, before she tilts her head up. Her expression is gentle, of course, but there's something a little sly there, too.

She would kiss him, if he wanted it. ]

I want to kiss you. I told you that you have a nice body.

[Justice considers leaning in to kiss her, but he's pretty sure he would do it wrong somehow. He's not sure how, but considering how his interactions with mortals go, he's sure he'd find a way. It's probably best to let her take the lead for now.]

You have my blessing, if that is what you wish.

[For all her talk of how attractive his new form is, it hadn't occurred to him she'd want to do something with it. In retrospect, it seems obvious.]

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