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FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Yngvi Congealedinagutterson. Yes that's his name
RECIPIENT: Unfortunately everyone.
WHAT: Yngvi goes to check in on Gwen's dad. He tries to contact her using Asher's sending crystal before he heads to Skyhold. He ends up contacting all of Skyhold. (But Gwen's dad is trying to murder him so that can probably be forgiven.)
WHEN: Probably slightly backdated to a few days back. Timey-wimey
WHERE: Orlais; the Vauquelin estate
NOTES: Language. Dwarfing under the influence. Violence in the background. Threadjacking totally allowed!

[Here's the thing: just because Yngvi took possession of Asher Hardie's sending crystal upon Asher's death (some one had to, since someone has to stay in Skyhold to honour the fact that Asher signed them up and Yngvi is the charming one okay, most suited to that legacy) that doesn't mean Yngvi knows how to use said sending crystal.

So what's meant to be a private message to one Gwenaëlle Vauquelin becomes horribly public.]

Gwenaëlle? Is this thing-- [Okay that is a lot of angry background noise? Does it sound Orlesian? It probably sounds Orlesian.

To some who know him it might sound alarmingly like Emeric Vauquelin actually. And the frantic scramblings of a dwarf.] So here's the thing, I stopped by to see your old man, avail myself of his legendary hospitality. He's in rude health. Just wondering if you wanted anything picked up? I've got the silverware and the best brandy. By the way, what's that really dark purple colour because it's my colour I look--

[There's a very loud crash, and a truly ear-piercing shriek from the dwarf on the other end of the sending crystal.] Sir! Sir I am changing!

[[ooc: Hello welcome to Yngvi's liveblog escape from the Vauquelin estate where Gwen's dad is going to eventually try to shoot him with a crossbow. He has this completely under control.]]]

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[ oh hey, wherever gwen is she is about to be joined by a lex, who encounters here on the stairs and sits down on the next one up, expression like he really wishes he had a popcorn bucket the size of his entire upper torso. ]

How capable a man is he, your father?

[ because oh shit. ]

( gwenaëlle doesn't immediately register who it is that's joined her, slightly - understandably - preoccupied with whatever's happening on the other end of her crystal and answering somewhat automatically, worrying at her smallest finger with her teeth-- )

Yngvi's very fast.

( so, pretty capable. )

[ oh dear. ]

I can't figure out if that's a very high or very low opinion.

[ of her father, not yngvi. ]

He'll fight just about anything in the right mood, you've never had such trouble as trying to stitch up a drunk man who won't sit down -

( well, lex has probably had a lot of trouble, probably much of it father-related, but not that specifically in all likelihood. she frowns at her sending crystal. )

He has an excellent constitution and he hits like an ox and I don't know what Yngvi said but if it was about Asher then this is going to end very poorly, I think -

( did lex want to have his knee abruptly grabbed when yngvi gets punched, because. )

[ -- uh. he puts a hand automatically on hers in that way people who have no idea how to deal with being touched just kind of choose an action like y/n/what??? ]

Yngvi really has--survived worse. That's no harder a punch than he and Gunnar used to inflict on one another for fun.

[ reassurance, with lex luthor. ]

They nearly killed themselves with their own feet once in a bear pelt.

( --darkly, in an extreme exaggeration of the minor chaos that had been 'gunnar and yngvi stand on each other and invade her room as the weirdest bear'. )

On the other hand,

( the free one not underneath his, holding the crystal which she gestures with, )

He does sound in better spirits.

Yes. As long as that's not the concussion talking his chances sound better than average.

[ The implication there being, it seems likely Emeric might invite house guests to meet Bruiser and Crusher every day just for sport. Said the unsuspecting fool who was one day going to piss him off by having the unmitigated temerity to exist* near Gwen.

He flexes his hand restlessly, grips his own knee with the other one. When it doubt, be symmetrical. At least she's warm, that's a plus. ]

* that is a euphemism

Edited 2016-09-11 09:35 (UTC)

( it is sort of a thing that sometimes happens if he has certain houseguests. apparently. and sort of serendipitous in a foreshadowing sort of a way that the major conflict between yngvi and emeric is largely asher hardie's infuriating temerity to have euphemismed gwenaëlle that one eight times. )

The concussion or the brandy.

( speaking of things that combine explosively. )

[ tits of someone or other's ancestors, that's a high bar. ]

In just the right ratio they might serve him better than a clear head.

[ i mean. is he wrong. ]

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