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Hey I think those two are definitely cheating at cards
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Hey I think those two are definitely cheating at cards
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@mortememoria
โ Do you have a moment? โ
It's a common question, only the asker is unusually dressed; all rich fabrics and intricate lace as he takes a steps towards the other man.
Yes, there was no need to wait for an answer first. Speech was a courtesy before action, a precursor to more concrete goals.
โ May I have the honor of taking your hand? โ he asks lightly, his own already stretched out in welcome. โ Your fingers...are uncommonly fine. โ
Not in the delicate way, but well-used and rough; the hands of someone who knew how to fight, who perhaps might've taken a few lives in his time.
How he dearly wanted to touch them just once.
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The Crimson Lane is the perfect area to find the perfect victim. It's a shame though that just when he thought he found someone, another person is in the way. Must have picked up the scent of trouble like some DOG.
"Mmm, I can only assume that the reason you're in my way is because you wish to be chosen instead." Otherwise, who would be foolish enough to test him?
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headcanon questions
what do their hands feel like: soft, calloused, trembling?
he has broad and calloused hands! keeps his nails short for practicality. the hands of a warrior who swings heavy weapons around.
his left hand has the anchor embedded in his palm, extending from that are green scars that wrap around his wrist and arm. in the middle of his palm is usually a soft, green glow that has little lightning crackles constantly going off. sometimes less sometimes more.
the anchor itself puts a strain on his nerves that feels like a burn. it's hot to the touch. while he's often numb to the sensation, he often feels the consequences of that strain through aching pain.
is there a pain they refuse to heal from?
hawke's death is something that stuck with iloren.
hawke's principles were similar to iloren's own: somebody has to do it, so i'm going to, because i can. corypheus is a shared struggle of theirs and hawke still recognized the inquisitor's power and respect and conceded the decision-making to him.
up until the last moment, where iloren essentially sent him to his death. especially with varric as one of his closest friends, that's a regret that iloren knows he can't change, but he wishes things could have been different.
he points out hawke's sacrifice whenever he can. it still affects him deeply.
@mortememoria replied to your post โhey kids can we lighten up and forgive ourselves...โ:
try on me first, darlin' -- ( BOLDED /J )
You're kind of scrungly. I like that in men.
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hey hey, i'm gonna give this geezer another go, so! reapping raven from tales of vesperia, please! his application is at /a or the crown symbol on the side
Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Raven!
You will be housed inย CONDO 413.
You will retain everything you had in your previous stay.
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hello hello, i'd like to reapply as raven from tales of vesperia, please and thanks! application can be found under /a or the crown symbol on the sidebar!
Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Raven!
You will be staying in HOUSE 109!
You will retain everything from your previous stay!
โย * alkaphrah
"what, ya didn't think i'd go and forget, didja?" with a grin, a cloth-wrapped box is presented with a gentle swing in hand before it's handed off. a small assortment of treats thrown together with what he could manage. nothing too much, of course, didn't want him spoiled now ( or sick, regardless of that sweet tooth ).
"congrats to another year, yuri," raven adds, an hand risen to pat the boys shoulder. "and with it comes some catchin' up to do -- stories to share! ya've been here for a while, ya gotta have some good additions, right?" like, oh say -- "word on the street is ya still like 'em older."
"didn't think it. i was just hoping you would," forget, that is.
box received all but against his will, yuri's scoff is canceled out by a relenting sliver of gratitude-- made obvious by the swordsman not immediately chucking the gift right back. 'touched' wouldn't be the right word for it, but he can appreciate its simplicity.
"catching up, huh? heh, alright. roundabout way of inviting me out for a drink, but--" wait. he likes 'em what-now!? he isn't just into-- urghh, who cares!!
yuri breaks free from the chummy hand on his shoulder and plants the sole of his boot against the older man's side for a well-deserved, out-of-blush-radius kick! "nope, you've heard more than enough. thanks for the gift, but you can crawl back to whatever cheap bar you came from now."