Waystation Mingle Log!

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Who: GAME-WIDE MINGLE aka everyone
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The Stations!
When: From 04/05 through the month of April.

[Well, that all sure happened. But at least you have the waystations! Whether you want to stock up on supplies, work, trade, or visit the very fancy Virtual Reality Dome, it's bound to be a nice break from the attacks of the 5th.

Make your own prompts, set up your own Virtual Realities, etc! For reference, the OOC post with info is over here!]

Comments

[serves]

She wouldn't have been comfortable there. [Cullen sure as hell wasn't.]

[dawnwillcome]

That makes her one of the sane ones, then.

[Another time, maybe she'll get the chance to meet Cullen's family another time. Her head turns on his shoulder but doesn't leave it as she looks off in the general direction he had said Honnleath was in.]

I don't know much about human settlements, almost all my experience with them has been as a direct result of being with the Inquisition. What is Honnleath like? Is it very big?

[serves]

It's... quiet, quaint. You'd like it, if you like this lake.

[Nothing to brag about, really.]

[dawnwillcome]

You could show it to me, if you wanted to.

[Assuming he's ready to give up cuddling so soon.]

[serves]

[No, never. And he communicates as much as he kisses her hair.]

Maybe another time.

[dawnwillcome]

[Called it. She smiles softly when he goes and kisses her hair, the big dope. He's really too sweet and adorable for his own good.]

If this place keeps up to its usual tricks, we should have all month. There's no rush.

[serves]

Anything you want. [He murmurs, maybe trying to nuzzle her ear.]

[dawnwillcome]

[His efforts get a shiver from her that has nothing to do with the cold, along with a soft hum as she turns her head a little towards him.]

I'll admit I'm in no hurry to go anywhere.

[serves]

Neither am I. [Don't mind him as he presses his lips to her ear.]

[dawnwillcome]

[Oh she is not minding that at all, her breath catching slightly as he makes his move.]

I can see that. I didn't expect you to be quite so bold in public.

[Because this is still a public place, as private as the setting feels. There's really nothing at all stopping anyone from walking right in and finding Cullen macking on his Inquisitor.]

[serves]

It's no more public than the ramparts.

[He macked on her plenty of times there.]

[dawnwillcome]

[But she doesn't remember the ramparts and every attempt she's made to learn more about what Cullen has experienced with her already tends to lead to melancholy, so she doesn't ask. Curious as she is to know what they did on the ramparts, Jove just smirks and curls a little closer to Cullen.]

The people here strike me as less likely to flee after interrupting their Commander, though.

[serves]

[And he'll hold her that much tighter, though now he seems to be trying to kiss at her neck. For warmth. Clearly.]

I'll deal with it.

[dawnwillcome]

Clearly.

[He's lucky she's wearing something without the high collar she usually sports, but really she's just as lucky. His lips are warm and soft against her skin and Jove sighs softly, reaching a hand up to curl around the back of Cullen's neck and encourage his exploration.]

[serves]

[If she's encouraging it, then he'll happily comply. His kisses are slow, but he's leaving a clear line of them on her neck. If only he could get her shoulder, too.]

[dawnwillcome]

[It always strikes her as just a little unfair that he always knows just where to touch and kiss to reduce her to a quivery mess so quickly when she doesn't have any of the same memories about his body, but despite this Jove is fairly certain it wouldn't be hard at all to turn the tables if she wanted to. And she does, but just maybe not quite yet.]

You said anything I want, but I'm starting to think there's something you're after.

[serves]

I just want to make you happy. [Hey, she's welcome to top, here.]

[dawnwillcome]

[Well, in that case.

She pulls away for a moment, but only so she can shift so she's up on her knees and throwing one leg over Cullen's waist.]

We should see to your own happiness, don't you think? It wouldn't do to have things be unbalanced.

[Don't mind her leaning in to press her own kisses along your neck, Cullen.]

[serves]

[He freezes, for a moment, but then he's back to putting his hands on her hips, steadying her... even as a low sound escapes his throat.]

I'm more than happy to please you.

[dawnwillcome]

I've noticed.

[She settles herself carefully in his lap, hands sliding up his chest to rest on his shoulders as she looks him over.]

Are human ears anywhere near as sensitive as elf ears?

[serves]

I'm sorry to disappoint.

[He's a sucker for fingers through his hair.]

[dawnwillcome]

[She rolls her eyes. Cullen, disappoint? Yeah right.]

I'll just find other things to do to you, I suppose. You did seem to lose your train of thought when I did this to you.

[She threads her fingers through his hair, nails very gently catching his scalp as she leans closer to kiss his jaw.]

That might have had something to do with the water, though...

[serves]

Did I? [He's struggling not to right now, because Maker, that feels good. Both her fingers and her lips. His hold on her tightens, just a fraction.]

[dawnwillcome]

It was some time ago, of course. I could be misremembering.

[Except that's a big fat lie because she remembers it pretty clearly. Her fingers curl into his hair to take a gentle hold of his head, turning it so she'll have easier access to keep laying kisses along his neck in the same places he'd done exactly that to her just moments ago.]

[serves]

Jove.

[He murmurs her name, hands sliding up to her ribs. He could melt through the dock right now.]