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Oct. 14th, 2015 02:45 am
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I will write back as soon as possible.

Regards, Zevran
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[ He doesn't wake Zevran up this time! Nope. The actual real-life baby wakes Zevran up, and Alistair is half-awake and useless until Lucci has been calmed and quieted and settled back down to sleep--then suddenly wide awake, because that's how these things work, and asking: ]

Zev? Wouldn't Mia like to come stay with you?

[ It's not about wildlife, at least. ]

Date: 2016-10-11 08:05 pm (UTC)
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[ Alistair makes a grumbly noise that doesn't mean anything, or maybe means something so complicated--I suppose it makes sense for her to worry about her brother but I don't care for him myself, especially not as much as I care for you, so I can't approve of her being up there for his sake instead of down here for yours, but, also, do not really blame her and do not want to argue--that it's just easier if we say it doesn't mean anything. ]

You're serious about her, though, aren't you? When-- [ if, but shh ] --this is all over, you'll keep on?

Date: 2016-10-12 04:49 am (UTC)
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[ Does Thedas have the "Sitting In A Tree" rhyme? It does now, because Alistair is humming it. ]

Date: 2016-10-12 05:17 am (UTC)
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[ The jamming elbow catches him on his hummed first comes and turns it into a half-laugh burst of an exhale, which is just as well, since to make the song accurate for Zevran and Mia he'd have to rearrange it a little.

But-- ]


I don't know what you're talking about. [ Airily. But he's a bad liar. ] We're talking about Mia. And how if she does want to come down, you can't say no because of me.

Date: 2016-10-12 05:39 am (UTC)
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I'm serious.

[ Is Zevran also serious? He can't tell. It isn't entirely outside the realm of possibility for Alistair to sleep on their feet like a mabari. ]

Date: 2016-10-12 06:20 am (UTC)
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In that case I'm definitely out.

[ He is no longer serious. Was no longer serious; he is already switching back to his serious voice. ]

She could be around more than me. For Lucci.

Date: 2016-10-14 04:36 am (UTC)
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I won't always be around. I mean— [ He doesn't even mean dying. The Wardens will need rebuilding, darkspawn will need killing. But he abandons that train of thought, because it's depressing and he doesn't want to argue. ] If you do ever need me to stay somewhere else, I promise I won't cry or ah—throw any precious heirlooms at walls. This time.

Date: 2016-10-14 02:25 pm (UTC)
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I'm not uncertain. I'm just—

[ His tone is just as defensive as if Zevran had called him a liar or a thief, but it's followed shortly by a relenting noise and an arm hooked up around him. He doesn't want to talk about his stupid feelings. ]

What do you get when you cross a rabbit and a frog?

Date: 2016-10-16 03:05 am (UTC)
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I suppose I would have the final say in any disagreement, but you are free to command him. [Nathaniel composes himself a little, the blush going down, his expression evening.] He wants that.

THE THING

Date: 2016-10-20 05:11 am (UTC)
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At an arranged place and time-- let's say the Herald's Rest, since the tower is less neutral-- Cade sits and waits for Zevran, a cup of tea sitting in front of him untouched as he lightly drums his fingers on the table.
He's actually a little dressed up for the occasion, no doubt having wanted to make a good impression for their first time actually having a real conversation since... well, since he walked out.

Re: THE THING IN THE PLACE

Date: 2016-10-20 05:47 am (UTC)
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Cade still looks just about as nervous as ever, but he manages a small smile when Zevran greets him. "..thank you," he says, looking down at the table for a moment, then he forces his gaze back up again.
"I just, um. I wanted to..." He trails off, all of his rehearsed words flying out of his brain the moment he starts to use them. "...to um... make things right."

Date: 2016-10-20 06:55 am (UTC)
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Well... that's a point. Cade hadn't considered that.
"...it didn't fail," he protests nonetheless, "... I did." He doesn't necessarily regret standing firm on his terms, but the memory of that night sends a shudder through him regardless. It's true, he hasn't fallen apart. And, more or less, he's done it on his own. But some old habits die hard, such as... well, having his personality.
"Thank you," he says again, smiling a little nonetheless, beginning to lose confidence in how to proceed. Then he looks down, with a nod to nothing in particular.
"I just... I shouldn't have left the way I did. You were trying. And you didn't have to."

Date: 2016-10-20 07:05 am (UTC)
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Cade looks surprised. Not at Zevran's confession-- it's true, he'd figured that out-- but at the assertion that he's well. He supposes he never saw or felt the transition, but in a way, he can understand where it's coming from.
Or at least, he would if he didn't feel so hideously behind and below everyone else. But that's not something one solves overnight.
"Well I--..." he begins, and halts as usual, clearly unsure of how to proceed. His face reddens despite how well he composes himself otherwise, and he takes on a vaguely frustrated expression, the sort that appears only when he's fully aware of how impossibly awkward he's being.
"...I'm not sure it's. Not." He chews the inside of his cheek, resisting the urge to bolt. "I don't know. Never mind."

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