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[The video starts with a low chuckle, then Fenris' smiling - smiling - face. He's sitting in his chair. Being drunk.]

I wonder why I do not use this thing more often.

It has been some time. Is everyone well?

[Fenris, you are drunk.]

Besides the obvious, of course. I imagine being a woman when you are normally a man and a man when you are normally a woman is strange indeed.

[ooc | BACK FROM HIATUS.]
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[The video opens from a lower perspective, showing the grungy wall of a brick building, grey and adorned with graffiti. This is clearly the less-- pleasant side of town.

And there's a man dressed in a plain tunic and trousers, hair pulled back to show the glint of an earring and-

Are his hands on fire?

There's suddenly screaming - a man, by the sound of it - and sickeningly desperate cries for help. An older man who might have looked just haggard and dumpy on any other day stumbles into the video's frame.]


Help me, please! Help!

[Yup. He's on fire.

Fenris - in Anders' body - looks at his still-burning hands completely panicked before he scoops up his NV (amazing how it remains uncharred!), thus ending the feed before he goes running off.]

[ooc | Fenris: Ending the last few days of his body-swap with a bang. Feel free to run into him as he's panicking! And NV responses will come much, much, much, much later.]
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[The video opens to a small apartment that's crowded with an array of empty boxes, foam, and all the rubbish that builds up when trying to put together flat-packed furniture. A small kitten plays enthusiastically with a discarded plastic bag while another, slightly older, cat is curled up watching from inside an empty box.

The video shakes and shows a quick, dizzying shot of the bare walls and ceiling of the apartment as Anders checks it's working and then puts it down on the nearest slightly stable flat surface. He's laughing far too easily, and an empty bottle of wine glimpsed briefly amongst the boxes probably explains that rather well. Fortunately with Fenris and Zevran there as well, it's not likely that he finished the entire bottle alone, though he's also quite a bit drunker than the other two seem to be. Lightweight

He grins readily at the screen and waves with a screwdriver.]


So, we thought between the three of us that we'd get all this sorted out, but apparently not even magic can make some of this stuff go together properly. Although not for lack of trying on my part! So, I don't suppose there's anyone who mightn't mind giving us a hand or some sort of advice? I'm certain that the three of us could find some way to repay you...


[Zevran approaches Anders, sliding an arm around his shoulders and grinning suggestively.]

I still think it would be better if we'd made our little request in less clothes... but I assure you, we are very agreeable. Please help.


[Fenris looks suitably unimpressed with the pair of them.]
With clothing on.


[[ooc: Anders, Zevran, and Fenris! All three will be around and tagging!]]
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[A man with striking white hair, strange tattoos, pointed ears, and a giant sword strapped to his back can be found in one of the bars -- he's not certain which one, but he specifically chose something seedier. In his experience, it's the hopeless, dirty drunks who are the most loose with their tongues and information.

Except he's not doing much information-gathering right now. Despite the illness going around, Fenris had not feared. He's not one to get sick easily, after all, perhaps an after-effect of the markings.

But now he's hunched on a stool, staring at his enchanted book, looking as if he were trying very hard not to vomit.

Hey, at least he fits in with the surroundings.

Fenris has always been the very picture of excitement, if you couldn't tell.]

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