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WHO: Cyril and OPEN; starts for: Pel, Sam, Cassandra, Lex Luthur, Ellana, Anders, Kalli, and Bruce. Contact if you want your own starter.
WHAT: Cyril sells wares at his booth, and other assorted scenes.
WHEN: Throughout the month
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: None yet

In the courtyard of Skyhold there are assorted booths that sell a variety of items. When someone needs armor or other items, they can purchase them. The booth run by a small blond elf holds a variety of hunting traps, fighting traps, and other trinkets. He's fond of crafting little things of amusement, such a toys or puzzle boxes. Those typically don't sell as well, but he still enjoys working on them.

He's tinkering with one of them now, a sort of puzzle toy that has a couple moving pieces. He puts it together and tests it, then figures out he doesn't like the way it works and starts dismantling it to start over. Despite his apparent distraction, the moment someone comes near he looks up and smiles at them, welcoming them to spend gold here if they wish.

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Sam hums pleasantly at the kiss, and the sound of his voice right after. "Good," he says just as gently, raising a hand to lightly cup Cyril's face so that he could kiss him a bit more properly.

Cyril hums a bit at the kiss and then reaches up to put a hand on the back of Sam's head so that he can properly enjoy being close to him.

Pulling away he chuckles lightly. "You sure 90% isn't good enough?" He's joking, they've already made a deal, but he could try it again, right?

Cyril responds with his own soft chuckle. "Yes," he says. He pulls back just enough so that he can settle next to Sam. "We could try to nap instead. Cool us both down."

Sam gives a playful huff at that, nodding in agreement that perhaps they should 'cool' off a bit. "Alright, alright. Getting rest is important in recovery after all." Honestly just being back and having Cyril near was enough for him. It takes a bit more effort, but Sam eventually shifts so that he can lay down, making sure not to jostle Cyril too much.

Cyril moves to give him space and once Sam is settles he lies up against him carefully. "Does this hurt you at all?"

"No. Like I said, just don't squeeze, that's really the only time it hurts." Closing his eyes, Sam lets himself stretch an arm out to lay over and curl around Cyril, pulling him just a bit closer. "It'll take a bit more then that to break me."

Cyril nods at that. "Good," he says. "I like you unbroken..." He closes his eyes to relax and fall asleep.

"Yeah, me, too," he says softly with a chuckle, leaning forward and placing a kiss on Cyril's forehead as he closes his eyes. For a time Sam just lays there awake, taking in Cyril's features though eventually sleep does catch up with him.

[end?]

[Good place to end, yes.]