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therookery2016-02-22 01:59 pm
liberalum) wrote in therookery2016-02-22 01:59 pm
I. OPEN.
FORM: Sending crystal.
SENDER: Dorian Pavus and some fans.
RECIPIENT: Everyone.
WHAT: Karma.
WHEN: Guardian 18.
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: I won't actually action this one out, but we can work out by arrangement if your character would in fact like a chicken, but most will go to the barn despite this offer. Dorian just wants people to remove them. ;-;
SENDER: Dorian Pavus and some fans.
RECIPIENT: Everyone.
WHAT: Karma.
WHEN: Guardian 18.
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: I won't actually action this one out, but we can work out by arrangement if your character would in fact like a chicken, but most will go to the barn despite this offer. Dorian just wants people to remove them. ;-;
[ Clearly, this message is being sent on slight impulse, a certain degree of stress and despair in his tone despite being delivered, initially, with somewhat sarcastic cheer. ]
It appears I have come into a sudden wealth of--
[ A brief pause, a struggle, not really wanting to say it. ]
--poultry. Livestock.
[ In the background, the gentle clucking of perfectly content chickens makes for a background to Dorian's clipped syllables, clenched teeth, the slight implication in his tone that he might laugh or cry or both, left unchecked. ]
Do come by if you would like one of these. Take as many as you can carry, you're welcome to them. They're not leaving, they just keep running back in, I swear they're following me around-- oh, look at this, just--! It laid an egg! In Nevarran satin! And feathers, everywhere, this coat was spotless, and now it looks like I've rolled around in a chicken--
[ This is the moment he realises why this is happening to him. ]
--coop. Well, I hope you're happy. [ Whether he's addressing a broody hen or Leliana is left to interpretation. ] But no, really, someone take them from-- no no no, get away from that--
[ Message ends. ]
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[ Delivered flatly as he tries to shoo a hen off his bedding. Without touching it. ]
Nor do I believe they hold any capacity for affection of anything beyond the activities of shitting and pecking, but I'll bear it in mind.
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Tell you what: if no one else lays claim for your chickens, I'll take them off your hands. Shit's all yours, though.