Are you sure it wouldn't be a disappointment after so many years of wondering? By now you've probably come up with far better versions of it than I could ever provide.
[It had been a goofy, in-the-moment invention made necessary by his need of deflection. He's fairly sure there had been waggled fingers and eyebrows. And some steps. And a little hum.
He may be stalling.]
I'm not even sure I remember...
[And yet Zevran looks so hopeful. At least he knows any laughter from the elf won't be mocking. Anders gets up with a sigh.]
I think it started like this.
[Plenty of waggling. Fingers, eyebrows, and hips. The man he was is mostly lost, but there are remnants.]
It has been so long since you last? A shame. We must give you reason to employ this stunning maneuver more often.
[ It isn't terribly sensual. It isn't terribly skilled- but it's hilarious. It's fun. And it is all too easy to imagine a younger man, a lighter man doing so.
Treating this with all due seriousness Zevran stands and mirrors Anders as best he can. Waggling eyebrows, fingers, rolling hips. ]
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[It had been a goofy, in-the-moment invention made necessary by his need of deflection. He's fairly sure there had been waggled fingers and eyebrows. And some steps. And a little hum.
He may be stalling.]
I'm not even sure I remember...
[And yet Zevran looks so hopeful. At least he knows any laughter from the elf won't be mocking. Anders gets up with a sigh.]
I think it started like this.
[Plenty of waggling. Fingers, eyebrows, and hips. The man he was is mostly lost, but there are remnants.]
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[ It isn't terribly sensual. It isn't terribly skilled- but it's hilarious. It's fun. And it is all too easy to imagine a younger man, a lighter man doing so.
Treating this with all due seriousness Zevran stands and mirrors Anders as best he can. Waggling eyebrows, fingers, rolling hips. ]
Like this?
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[It's echoed so very dryly.]
That's certainly one word for it. And yes. That's it in its ridiculousness. Now you can tell me how disappointed you are.
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[ One last little wriggle, one last little shimmy of his shoulders before he tips over to fall against Anders with a laugh. ]
Not disappointed at all. Why would I be disappointed?
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[And pleased. Touched. They're ridiculous and he can feel Justice's disdain for it, but Zevran at least had enjoyed himself.]
Because it's a shimmy, but hardly spicy. And it's hard to imagine how Jonas described it to you.
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[ Usually in a way that leaves him quite attractive or desirable but, on occasion, he is content to pay the clown. ]
Jonas drew stick figures of a noodly mage shaking at a snickering dwarf. It was a little difficult to pick out.
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[He cuts off the fake outrage.]
All right. I was noodly. Scrawny, but still pretty. and talented.I was... I was someone so much different from who I am now.
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[ Zevran smirks, hooking an arm around Anders' waist to tug him in for an easy embrace. ]
And you are always pretty, Anders.
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A decade does.
[And more than the time, but that goes unsaid.]
I'll endeavour to stay pretty, but I'm sure if I slip up again you'll be there to help. I can't be allowed to assault your sensibilities again.