In the summer, I remember

[rowancrowned]

WHO: Thranduil, Legolas, anyone good with a bow or who enjoys the wine on offer.
WHAT: ROOTY TOOTY POINT N SHOOTY ARCHERY CONTEST
WHEN: 8th of Bloomingtide, midmorning until sunset.
WHERE: Valley
NOTES: log for a friendly wager! 

The eighth of Bloomingtide began as a chilly morning; not quite cold enough to leave frost on the budding flowers and fresh-sprouted plants in the heights of Skyhold, but nearly, nearly.

By the time the sun was been in the sky for a few hours, most of the early-morning chill had burned off, leaving a day that promised to be nearly too-hot for those who would be stuck in full-plate and in direct sunlight. Thranduil wasn’t expecting any to come clanking down to his little fete, but had none the less secured a spot in the shade. Varric had apparently found him while he was still working on organizing—the target launchers are set neatly in line with everything else. Along the clay pigeon launchers were the standard, stock targets, blindfolds—and on a table off to the side was a few bottles of sweet wine beside loaves of brown bread and hard cheeses.

The contest did not pretend to be anything other than what it was; a chance to meet, and mingle, and possibly show off archery skills. The purses wrested next to the wine and cheese and Thranduil himself. He had found a chair to rest in while waiting for the contestants to arrive, dressed plainer than he had so far allowed himself to be seen. On his fingers, four rings glittered—but his confidence in Legolas was so absolute, he doubted he would lose even one before the days was out.

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[universal_charm]

Kirk didn't hate mages, he hated the concept of magic - mostly because he couldn't quite explain it, and that irritated him. It was hard enough to be in a strange world, but being in one that didn't quite follow the rules he was so used to was just another thing to be irritated about. He tried not to be, but whenever magic came up - it felt like prodding him with a stick.

"It's frustrating," he shrugged. "I have to accept that it exists here, but I don't quite... understand, and that's frustrating."

He glanced down at his bound hand, frowning slightly at it as if that might provide answers. Of course it didn't, but it would have been nice. "I'm not sure how to feel about that," he huffed, looking up at him and he smiled softly. "Thanks, Sam. But you don't have to worry. This isn't my first time in a crazy situation. I'll be okay." He paused, nudging him with his shoulder. "It's nice to have company along the way though."

[el_tybs]

That probably felt like all the time then considering magic was a thing that he did. He could see that it was a strange thing for Kirk, but there wasn't a way for him to explain where magic came from besides the Fade. Magic was just... a thing, a force here in this world.

"Maybe you're just thinking too hard on it? It's a natural force here. Are there anythings where you come from that you can't explain?"

Sam watches for a time as Kirk stares at his hand, raising a brow when the man smiles at him. "Worrying is kind of my thing," he replies, smiling slightly himself. Half of it was from being a healer, the other half from just being himself - he worried. "Crazy situation, huh? Like stealing sausages?" Sam grins some at that, referring back to how they met. He believes that Kirk didn't do it, but it was still amusing to bring up from time to time.

"It is nice having company." Looking off at the contest he hums softly in thought, before giving Kirk a nudge with his arm. "Think you can give me some on the way back to the room?"

[universal_charm]

Explained that way it sounded like gravity, a force that simply was, though he knew of no way to manipulate gravity in quite the wide array of ways that mages did whatever source powered their magic. It was nothing against Sam, but it still made him twitchy and irritated because he couldn't rightly explain it. And the word 'magic' wasn't a good one in the scientific fields. It would take time for him to reconcile that word.

"Not many," he shrugged. "Are there things we come across we can't explain immediately? Yes. But generally we figure it out. The way my world has come to understand it, the universe functions across a general set of rules. We're just still figuring out every rule and the exceptions."

Still, he brushes aside that irritation for a smile at Sam's suggestion, glad to see the other becoming a bit more brazen of late. It was a good look on the younger man (he thought he was younger, anyways).

"As it happens that is one of my many talents - providing company," he said and slid his arm through Sam's. "Maybe we can get some sausages on the way. It'll get the taste of bread and cheese out of my mouth."

[el_tybs]

He's plenty brazen on certain things, but he'll definitely have to give Kirk credit when it comes to this particular subject. Not that he's going to start going around hitting on people - Kirk's different though, he's comfortable there.

Would it surprise Kirk if he wasn't younger?

"You don't like the taste of bread and cheese?" Sam grins, tilting his head at Kirk curiously as he starts to steer them away from the contest. "You think that merchant is going to sell you any?"

[universal_charm]

Probably a little. Kirk wasn't precisely old, but perhaps it was due to Sam's inexperience that he thought he was younger. It wouldn't bother him if he was older. Truth be told, Kirk liked older men. It would just be a surprise.

"I was hoping you could maybe sweet talk him while I wait out of sight," he patted Sam's arm.

[el_tybs]

Blame the Chantry and the Circles for having him stuck behind walls during his adolescence. As for age, it fit neither young or old compared to Kirk's age - if he figured it right that is.

"You mean walk up and pay him money?" The grin only gets bigger as he looks at Kirk, raising a brow amusingly. "Well if I'm going to do all the work in getting them, what do you have to offer to get some?"

[universal_charm]

He leans in close so he can whisper in Sam's ear and no one else might hear. Without so much as missing a stride, he said -

"I'll teach you a secret to growing your own sausages."

[el_tybs]

Feeling the wisp of breath in his ear has the mage giving a lopsided smile as he tilted his head towards his shoulder in a ticklish sort of way. At first the comment has Sam furrowing his brows ever so slightly in thought - you didn't grow your own saus-

Sam flushes slightly at the suggestive offer, purposely keeping his eyes forward, knowing that if he looked there would be blue eyes and a shit eating grin. "A secret, huh?" he asks. "And how do you do that?"

[universal_charm]

"Well, I said it was a secret," he touched his finger to his lips. "You'll have to wait until we get back to the loft to find out. I can't have everyone hearing about it, now can I?"

[el_tybs]

"Afraid someone will steal your secret?" He chuckles quietly at that, raising his brows as he turns his head to look at Kirk. His gait doesn't change though, still leading the other back to the loft even as they talk.

[universal_charm]

"Well yes, that's the point of keeping it a secret. At least I don't abide by Benjamin Franklin's theory on how to best keep them," he grinned.

[el_tybs]

"Benjamin... Franklin?" Had to be someone Kirk knew in his world because that wasn't a name from here.

[universal_charm]

"Ah, a historical figure in my world. He helped to found a nation," he explained with a wave of his hand. "He was quoted as saying - The best way to keep a secret between two men is if one of them is dead." It might not be the exact quote, but it was close enough.

[el_tybs]

Well that was interesting. Up until the 'dead' part, which only has Sam blinking at the comment before giving a shrug. Considering Thedas was a world of assassins and the like that wasn't too far-fetched of a thing to consider.

"Good thing you aren't one for killing." Even if Kirk was, it wasn't like he was an easy target to go after.

[universal_charm]

"No, and especially not the guy giving me a place to sleep," he laughed warmly, giving his arm a squeeze and finding himself very glad he had found Sam to hide behind in those early days at Skyhold.

[el_tybs]

"What not going to mention giving you some work to keep you busy and to make a bit of money?" He did, but honestly he's just teasing. "Is it better than selling sausage?" A pause. "Course you're very good at doign that technically."

[universal_charm]

"You would be jealous if I sold sausage," he clucked his tongue, continuing on their game of teasing. "And we can't have that."

[el_tybs]

Alright that certainly has Sam raising his brow and giving Kirk a look. "I've really been the only one you've been selling to?" There's been plenty of times you haven't been at the loft Jim. He knows he can be kind of oblivious at times, but he pretty sharp for the most part.

[universal_charm]

"I didn't say that," he said, and he made no bones about it.

They had never said they were monogamous, and Kirk wouldn't have been quite comfortable with that anyways. He wasn't ready for that kind of commitment, and in all honesty, it might not be fair to Sam. Considering the unknown of the Rift or whatever was dragging people back and forth, he might be here a long time or no time at all.

He shook his head with a little smile. "I was just teasing you, Sam. But take comfort in the fact you have first pick of the sausage." He winked.

[el_tybs]

"Well I thought you said we couldn't have me being jealous." Logical teasing here Jim.

He understands that what they have isn't something permanent, which is something new and different for him, but he doesn't hate it. Asking more of Jim isn't something he is going to do, simply enjoying the time they do have together since he does know that at some point the rifts could be doing something. If things were different and more certain... things could have be different.

"I'm still teasing you, Kirk," he replies back, giving him a bit of a nudge with his eblow before giving a snort and feeling his cheeks heat up a bit. "Well aren't I special."