sirenspull | ~001 Comedy Mask~ [Video]

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~001 Comedy Mask~ [Video]

Ah- yes. Hello. This... is Garret Hawke here. The Champion of Kirkwall. I appear to be in a place that's... not where I went to sleep. So either I've been drinking in the Hanged man again, or I've been kidnapped by some form of wily demon.

[He sighed and gave that beard a scratch.]

The thing is, I'm a big fan of knowing where I am, and there's a lot of things here that really make me question what I had to drink last night. These buildings don't look like anything in Kirkwall. Or Fereldan. Maybe these are tevinter buildings? No. Fenris probably would have commented on how they were built by slaves or something.

[He shook his head and sighed.]

Well. If anyone could give me information I'd pay them in... [He checked for his purse.] A charming smile and perhaps even a flirty wink.

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[Now this is interesting. Fenris has mentioned a Hawke before, and is from Kirkwall. Could it be a coincidence? Zevran addresses his runestone NV from his palm, making sure his elfin ears are visible though he's dressed in a loose-fitting tank top and a long-winding light scarf. Grays and whites, fashionable right now, so he understands.]

Raise it to a kiss and I'll give you a tour of the whole city.

Well I certainly wouldn't say no to that.

[He said flirtily taking in the Elf. That accent was... Antivan if he wasn't off by a long mile. This might actually help him a lot!]

Antivan correct?

Indeed so.

The Champion of Kirkwall... It's been some time since I've met someone with such a fantastic title. [Zevran chuckles, and does a bit of a bow.] I am Zevran Arainai. I see you have already spoken to Fenris.

Ah, Yes. It was... an enlightening conversation, but so much so that I now have no idea what is reality and what is not. It's... a very odd feeling I assure you.

[He chuckles and shakes his head.]

But one foot in front of the other, I'm Garret Hawke. Call me Hawke and yes, the title was something given to me. It's... fantastic. Except blending in is something I can't do any more.

The good news is that no one here will care that you're Champion of Kirkwall, except perhaps Fenris and Anders, and you may have noticed neither of them are the fanclub-starting type. [Well, Fenris might be in secret... Zevran wouldn't put it past him.]

On the other hand, I'm perfectly willing to discover your merits. [He nods a little bit of a bow.] Zevran Arainai, at your service.

... Well, are we talking Blooming Rose kind of service or simply a tour of the city?

[He grinned cheekily, leaning back against whatever was behind him.]

Of course, do tell me to stop if I'm making you uncomfortable. I don't want to piss off an Antivan who might have connection to the crows.

[His laugh is dark and rich, but he does not answer the implied question about the Crows.]

From the sounds of it - ah, no, it is not that kind of service. I take my clothes off on a strictly amateur basis.

Something about the way you say that makes me believe that there is nothing amateur about it except maybe the rate of pay.

[... He likes Zevran. Where can he get one?]

Ha, quite true! I find the exchange of coin rather takes the charm out of it. And it gives me leave to be a little more discriminating, so to speak.

At the moment, the tour I am offering doesn't involve nudity, unless you wish to visit choice establishments.

Oh well, I'm sure those establishments are very nice... but Unfortunately i am a man in love. While I don't think he'd begrudge me a kiss from a handsome elf, nudity with strangers might push him to be upset.

[Hawke chuckles.]

Though I'll take the no-nudity tour if you're offering.

Since you're all the way over here in Siren's Port and he is all the way in Kirkwall, you may find yourself changing your tune. But not to worry, I have no interest in drawing men away from their lovers unasked... that's far too many sets of strings to worry about.

Are you still at the base-ball field?

I am at Fenris's house? I'm unsure of where that actually is.

[He stretches getting to his feet.]

I am unsure of whether he's here. If he isn't... I am sure he'll forgive my trespasses. Or I hope so, because playing alone is not as much fun as playing with a partner if you catch my meaning.

Hmm. Even if he is not here, is he someone I could take in a fight? I do not wish to sort out these assumptions upon your lover's arrival.

I don't know, how do you handle mages?

[He grins teasingly.]

The same way I handle anything else. With my stunning good looks.

[Hawke takes in Zevran, or as much of him as he can see on the screen.]

I believe you'd be able to beat him in a fight.

[He chuckles.]

Probably. I've taken on a few mages and darkspawn emissaries in my day.

But I far prefer to win a battle with a smile.

Well, if we were battling I think you'd fell me with that smile.

[He chuckled scratching his beard.]

Well. Are you still interested in giving me that tour? I don't like being cooped up.

Yes. I'll head home in a few moments. I am on the subway.

[He lifts the runestone to film the area around him, knowing full well how strange it must look to Hawke.]

[Hawke blinks.]

You look like you're running through the deep roads. Or... sprinting.

[Hawke shakes his head slightly bewildered.]

There's a lot to learn about how this world is nothing like Thedas isn't there?

[He rubbed his forehead. For once? Hawke is actually quite phased.]

Surely the illustrious Champion of Kirkwall can handle a little change of scenery. I assure you, though the devices may be quite different, the people behind them all are quite the same.

[He offers a dazzling smile and a wink.] Soon, my friend.

Perhaps a stiff drink will help. It's... quite the thing to get used too.

[Oh Zevran. That smile and wink makes Hawke feel like he imagines a little girl might feel when she's flirted with by her crush.]

Yet you appear to be quite the pleasing distraction. [Hawke shook his head slightly. Foooocus.] There is also the issue of my friend remembering me as a man of a different discipline. I couldn't use knives to save my life.

Ah, time for my secret stash, then. [Zevran does keep some of his brandy back, in case the other elf with an alcohol problem in his house ends up drinking itr all.]

That is not so uncommon as you think. Anders and I both knew and traveled with the surviving Grey Wardens in Ferelden... but remember one of them as not only practicing entirely different disciplines, but a different gender and species as well!

It seems that this is a world of possibilities.

Ah. So you know Anders.

[Don't ask him why he didn't pick up on his mentioning him earlier. It's been a rough day. He chuckles, though it's darker than what you would have heard from him before. He puts a hand through his hair.]

How do you think you'd fare in a fight with Anders then Zevran? Because he is my lover.

...Your lover? Now that is interesting. [Zevran quirks a brow and considers the possibilities. It seems unlikely Hawke is talking about an entirely different Anders, since Fenris knew Anders as well. The Anders he knows, however, is very much the love-them-and-leave them type, which is actually Zevran's sole argument for not yet initiating a sexual relationship with him. As much fun as it would be, he doesn't want to be the one stuck holding the bag if their group falls apart. They have a rogue and a swordsman, a healer is more essential than either.]

I think rather than fight he'd probably just ask me to join in!

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... Assuming Zevran is not in the apartment for this one if that's okay!

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