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FORM: Sending Crystal, but there will be a highly vandalized copy of the list up on the board eventually
SENDER: Gavin
RECIPIENT: OPEN
WHAT: Gavin has a List of Things that he has to apologize for, and also to tell people that he's Not Allowed To Do so that maybe public shame will keep him from being an idiot. (It won't.)
WHEN: Forward-dated to around the 22nd, so that Zev and everyone are back and Gavin's not a wreck
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Gavin is an idiot I'm sorry.

[Someone clears their throat, before speaking over the sending crystals. Their voice, once they do speak sounds like this (nsfw?).

Ah-- I really can't read this, what does that word-- Oh. Oh okay. Well I'm sure they'll understand most of it, hopefully.

Hi, ah, everyone. This is Gavin- if that wasn't already obvious. Unless you don't know me, which would definitely not be obvious. If that's the case just keep an eye out for a-- what? Okay, okay, I'll get on with it. Apparently the list will come with a portrait. Who's drawing it? Oh really? I had no idea they could even-- I'm not stalling!

Ahm - Number one.

No one is to accept gifts of food from me, unless I am accompanied by the cook, and have explicit and written persimmons. Persimmons? I thought that was a frui-- oh. Permission. So you don't need a drawing of a fruit, you need to know for sure that I haven't stolen the food I'm giving to you, because I probably have.

Though it's not really stealing, we're all in the Inquisition, it's really just redistrib-- Ow! Okay, okay.

Number two.

I am not allowed to steal - redistribute anything, from anyone, for any reason. Oh come on, this makes me sound like a thief, that's not -- ow ow ow! Okay okay. Sometimes I borrow things to give things to other people, I don't see how that's so bad, but I'm not to do it any more. If you see me doing so, tell Harding, and she'll probably smack me.

Number three.

I am not allowed to climb things that are not meant to be climbed. This includes, but is not limited to - walls, trees, catapults, statues, ice on statues, the icicles hanging off the tits of statues, etc, etc.

Number four.

I am not-- oh come on, that's not fair, that was just the once-- OW--

I am not allowed to put goats in strange places to confuse our avvar friends, and in fact I'm not allowed to do anything with any animal what-so-ever. If I am caught with any creature, it is to be taken from me immediately. Seriously, this is a bit much. Someone has to feed the rats, with Peter gone. And how am I supposed to take a mount-- Walk?

[Gavin just lets out a SIGH.]

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I have it on good authority that you're able to run fairly fast, Gavin. Or make it to places you aren't supposed to be going before someone's even noticed.

[Don't think she hasn't forgotten, buddy.

She's sat next to him, with picture prompt cards, because, really.

When over half of the reports of things the scouts have done that they shouldn't have done in the past few weeks belong to one dalish in particular, we have a problem. Will public shaming work? Only time will tell. But clearly, this should be a group project.

For her sanity.]

That went better than expected. Here's hoping.

I can't run as fast as a horse. [He may be moaning, and whining and complaining, and he may be slightly bruised, but that doesn't stop him from reaching out and sliding an arm around her shoulders.]

Was that really necessary? [he ruffled her hair when he asked. clearly he has not taken this personally.]

Edited 2016-02-17 16:04 (UTC)

Privileges, Scout Ashara. Until you can be trusted with a mount, you're walking. [Maybe he should race a horse, though. Maybe it would be quality entertainment and she'd laugh at the whole spectacle, but - she's the boss.

She really hates being the boss right about now.]

Yes. [The arm around her shoulders makes her freeze up and the glare to turn particularly dangerous. She swots his hand away from her hair with particular indignation.] Just because I didn't kick you off me every night in Emprise doesn't mean you can ruffle my hair. [And it's not a good sign that this public shaming exercise has worked.]

Ow --

[He pulls back, giving her a look like a kicked puppy dog.]

It was cold. [It is a familiar refrain, from literally every time she woke up to find him spooning her. Which was often.] I only ruffle because I am fond.

[That look would work on lesser scouts, scouts who were not in charge of a team and then most of the remaining operation, scouts who had to call a fine line between what was acceptable and what wasn't.

It works on her only because he's so good at it, and at least the glare goes away. Marginally.]

Which is why I didn't kick you out into the snow. Maker knows what would have happened if I had. [She had to trade her personal space for peace and quiet, and- okay, sometimes she gave in. It was cold.] I'm aware. You sure it's not the height?

I've tried to ruffle Korrin's hair before! She's way taller than me. [That totally gives him a pass, right?]

Not that I don't like your height, obviously. You have a very good height. [The puppy dog look was completely gone - revealed for the ploy it was - and he was teasing her again.]

Really. [Hmmmmmmmyeaaaaaaahno. Harding slants her eyes, but it's disbelieving. And not because of the height thing, because he admits it straight away - she's trying to imagine how Gavin would go about attempting to ruffle Korrin's hair. Does she want to know how? Does she want to ask?] Do I ask how, or is that going to lead to another one of these? [These being the cards, nodding towards them on the table.

And - she'd fallen for it. Only slightly, but that was slightly too much.]

Maybe we should add something about flattery to weasel your way out of trouble. [Except she's smirking, so she doesn't mean it.]

No real trick - we were drinking at the table, and she was sitting down, and I had leverage. Though now that you mention it -- [Stop giving him ideas, Harding.]

And I would never flatter you just to get out of trouble! I know you're far too smart for that. [He's just openly grinning at her now.]

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not actually on the crystals because she's there but it's probably all being broadcast anyway

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