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WHERE: O’NEIL’S IRISH PUB so creative man
WHEN: Wednesday afternoon.
WARNINGS: NO UNLESS THAT TERRIBLE ARMOR NEEDS A WARNING OH SNAP
SUMMARY: Varric and Fenris meet and talk. YEAH.
FORMAT: I’ll start with quick, but whatever!
[ As far as terrible days go, this one wasn’t actually all that bad. Surprising and confusing? Sure, it might even rank up on the top. For one, he’s still not exactly sure what those “car” things are besides ferocious rolling beasts. But this world immediately seems surprisingly safe. Which could, in turn, mean that it's boring. Oh well.
While Varric waits patiently outside of the entrance of the pub (in which he could only hope that Broody could maneuver towards the extremely large clover hoisted on its rooftop) a circle of people have already gathered. Sane people are sane people no matter what universe you’re from. ]
So, I told the guy that, hey, using a dagger to try to trim that hair might be considered kind of a bad idea— [ He stops, seeing the familiar figure tromp down the street. He gives a smile to the small crowd; they take the hint, filing away. ] Sorry.
[ Giving a half-hearted wave, he acknowledges that he’s probably already saw him by now. Maybe. Just a guess. ]
tevinterrefugee and storientationWHERE: O’NEIL’S IRISH PUB so creative man
WHEN: Wednesday afternoon.
WARNINGS: NO UNLESS THAT TERRIBLE ARMOR NEEDS A WARNING OH SNAP
SUMMARY: Varric and Fenris meet and talk. YEAH.
FORMAT: I’ll start with quick, but whatever!
[ As far as terrible days go, this one wasn’t actually all that bad. Surprising and confusing? Sure, it might even rank up on the top. For one, he’s still not exactly sure what those “car” things are besides ferocious rolling beasts. But this world immediately seems surprisingly safe. Which could, in turn, mean that it's boring. Oh well.
While Varric waits patiently outside of the entrance of the pub (in which he could only hope that Broody could maneuver towards the extremely large clover hoisted on its rooftop) a circle of people have already gathered. Sane people are sane people no matter what universe you’re from. ]
So, I told the guy that, hey, using a dagger to try to trim that hair might be considered kind of a bad idea— [ He stops, seeing the familiar figure tromp down the street. He gives a smile to the small crowd; they take the hint, filing away. ] Sorry.
[ Giving a half-hearted wave, he acknowledges that he’s probably already saw him by now. Maybe. Just a guess. ]
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So... [A great conversationalist as usual.] I could use whatever passes for a drink here.
[He holds up a few paper bills. Green rectangles that are fairly crumpled due to being held in his fist.] Since this is what passes for currency here, I have to say I am... curious.