Dr. Doctor wrote...
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Dr. Doctor wrote...
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I know- they love each other.tankgirly wrote...
Oh my sweet Maker.
by maqeurious
Varric: That's five sovereigns Rivaini.
Isabela: For what?
Varric: You said you'd pay to see blondie and the elf make out and lo and behold it is done. Five sovereigns.
Isabela: I'll make it ten if it goes further than that.
Varric: Rivaini, it took half a barrel of wine to get to this point, its going to take something a lot stronger to do that.
like being possessed by demons or something..
oh wait...
Fenris: What in the name of the Maker is that?
Varric: Remember the time you said that all the wine in the Imperium was made of the blood and tears of slaves?
Fenris: It was a joke.
Varric: Yeah, well. Your looking at a bottle that some guy made out of the blood and tears of Magisters. Don't ask how, it wasn't pretty. I don't think I'll be able to sleep right for about a month now.
Fenris: (opens bottle) It smells horrible, like...dragonlings that fell asleep in a barrel of lyrium for a month and then were poured into a still.
Varric; Give it a try.
Fenris: (drinks a little and falls over)
Varric: Alright Hawke help me get the elf here into bed. Did you take care of blondie?
Hawke: He's passed out drunk.
Varric: I thought he said he couldn't get drunk anymore?
Hawke: Apparently whatever was in that bottle is potent enough to make spirits tipsy.
Varric: Heh, a spirit drinking spirits.
You know, as much I'd like to know what "exactly" goes on after they get in bed
I'm far more interested with in the morning after conversation
you know...when they wake up and realized they laying next to each other, most like:innocent:ly naked






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