She’d drunk too much to notice his awkwardness, snickering as he tripped slightly. [color=#0074d9]“Careful there Chase, I’m the drunk one remember. I got this niche.”[/color] A chuckle, tailed off sinisterly. She wouldn’t play fair, they both knew it, but expecting the unexpected came with the territory, especially when in cahoots with a Hawke.
If she had the facilities to argue, Leaf would in fact make clear distinctions between what constituted as “harmless,” and harmless. She had a head start, a pipe now being fanned into life, the advantage was his if he chose to sneak a nip or two. Who was she to say anything?
And then he brought up last time. Her nose wrinkled, the nib of the pipe drawing in an inhale to keep the heat of her face to its minimum. She’d pass it off as the drink if asked, the heat of the room, anything but the unfiltered image that danced across her mind. [color=#0074d9]“Wh- … I would’ve had a better chance at keeping my own dignity with someone else for Varric to torture. Cheating bastard.. He… hehe.” [/color]
[color=#0074d9]I am going to ki-[/color]
[color=#c14700]Can’t. Demon. [/color]
[color=#0074d9]“Yeah,”[/color] for the first time a genuine smile curled at her lips. [color=#0074d9]“Mikael told me. Told me you both nearly fought over it.”[/color] With a slight shake of her head she sighed, elbows leaning to rest on her thighs. [color=#0074d9]“Stupid. But… I think, I think I would’ve preferred it.”[/color] Going back to Kirkwall felt all manner of wrong, it still did in some ways. Be it the magic in the air, the memories or the fucking statue in the Gallows, she only wanted to return when she had to.
After taking in another draw her eyes shifted away. [color=#0074d9]“I.. Obviously I’m better, but…”[/color] she had been out in the wilderness, believing it to be of benefit where it had been nothing but a different form of imprisonment. One of the mind, and alone, with only Korr, Leaf feared what could happen. [color=#0074d9]“... but nothing, drink, Chase. Or I’ll come over there and pry it from your gubby hands.”[/color]
If she had the facilities to argue, Leaf would in fact make clear distinctions between what constituted as “harmless,” and harmless. She had a head start, a pipe now being fanned into life, the advantage was his if he chose to sneak a nip or two. Who was she to say anything?
And then he brought up last time. Her nose wrinkled, the nib of the pipe drawing in an inhale to keep the heat of her face to its minimum. She’d pass it off as the drink if asked, the heat of the room, anything but the unfiltered image that danced across her mind. [color=#0074d9]“Wh- … I would’ve had a better chance at keeping my own dignity with someone else for Varric to torture. Cheating bastard.. He… hehe.” [/color]
[color=#0074d9]I am going to ki-[/color]
[color=#c14700]Can’t. Demon. [/color]
[color=#0074d9]“Yeah,”[/color] for the first time a genuine smile curled at her lips. [color=#0074d9]“Mikael told me. Told me you both nearly fought over it.”[/color] With a slight shake of her head she sighed, elbows leaning to rest on her thighs. [color=#0074d9]“Stupid. But… I think, I think I would’ve preferred it.”[/color] Going back to Kirkwall felt all manner of wrong, it still did in some ways. Be it the magic in the air, the memories or the fucking statue in the Gallows, she only wanted to return when she had to.
After taking in another draw her eyes shifted away. [color=#0074d9]“I.. Obviously I’m better, but…”[/color] she had been out in the wilderness, believing it to be of benefit where it had been nothing but a different form of imprisonment. One of the mind, and alone, with only Korr, Leaf feared what could happen. [color=#0074d9]“... but nothing, drink, Chase. Or I’ll come over there and pry it from your gubby hands.”[/color]
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