closed, ish.

[byblow]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Alistair
RECIPIENT: Grey Wardens & Other Shady Fuckers
WHAT: Shopping lists, probably
WHEN: Nowish
WHERE: From Halamshiral to wherever
NOTES: PLEASE THREADJACK, PLEASE GO OFF TOPIC, this is for bonding and chatter for Wardens + anyone else living in or around the Guild House/Camp Shady in the valley. If you're not sure your character would have been included then you're welcome to assume they were! He'd be liberal about who's on the list. He's just not bothering The Whole Inquisition. This is such a long note. I'm sorry, for that and for so much else.

Hello Wardens and... [ assassins and bards and blood mages? ] ...friends. This is Alistair; I'm in Halamshiral; there's a market that hasn't been burned down yet. Does anyone need anything?

If it's expensive, you may have to send me some money. Or tell me how it will stop the Blight. One of the two.

Comments

[pinprick]

A good bone that'll last a while.

[unbrokenoath]

Shit, if they sold that in Orlais, maybe I'd go there more often.

[justice_is_blond]

He's just lonely because I'm five feet away instead of in his arms. He could walk over here, but instead...

[pinprick]

I feel like being around the two of you for so long should have prepared me for that.

[circleprodigy]

He won't mind that, he'll just make a game out of it. The squeaking cycle will never end.

[unbrokenoath]

You know, if you were more prepared, maybe you'd have a better time with things lasting a while.

[justice_is_blond]

I don't actually have any complaints there, but he really should have said something to me rather than Alistair.

[pinprick]

[an irritated but resigned sigh.]

[unbrokenoath]

Anything a darkspawn can do, we can do better, we can do anything a darkspawn can do.

[unbrokenoath]

Maybe Puppy wants to pretend he has a mustache. It's very distinguished, and he can't grow one himself. Who are you to crush the dreams of a poor little puppy dog?

[unbrokenoath]

[ B) ]

[justice_is_blond]

I love you.

[justice_is_blond]

I think they're purple. Fuchsia, even.

[arlathvhen]

The first market fire was an accident, I didn't realize Orlesians took so offensively to polite discussions on the historical significance of Halamshiral in regards to the first Dalish settlers. I thought they'd like to know more behind the name of their city.

The second one was...mostly an accident.

[ She says it in her very sincere and apologetic voice, but those who know her can tell when she's probably smirking right now. ]

If you find any sheet music or books with songs, please let me know.

[unbrokenoath]

And I...think you're pretty swell.

[justice_is_blond]

[He starts laughing and raises his cup to her.]

You're rather swell as well, Kaisa.

[byblow]

This is your fault.

[byblow]

Stop.

[byblow]

Why?

[pinprick]

[grunt]

[byblow]

[ GAGGING NOISE. ]

[justice_is_blond]

Before, or after you say whether or not you'll be giving Nate a good, long-lasting bone?

[justice_is_blond]

And you have a very nice chin, Alistair.

[byblow]

[ First, a stretch of overwhelmed silent horror. Then, with passion: ]

Before.

[pinprick]

[The sound of movement.] Come closer, Anders. I don't think Alistair can hear us snogging.

[And then suddenly MAKING OUT.]