[open] got tired of wastin gas livin above the planet
WHO: Ser Cade and yoooouuu
WHAT: Futzing about, trying to suck less, possibly failing
WHEN: Before he leaves for Kinloch Hold and everyone's dreams are broken
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Lemme know if you want a specific starter! Also negative CR is always welcome (read: inevitable), so please don't be afraid to either provoke it or ask me how it could be provoked on my end.
WHAT: Futzing about, trying to suck less, possibly failing
WHEN: Before he leaves for Kinloch Hold and everyone's dreams are broken
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Lemme know if you want a specific starter! Also negative CR is always welcome (read: inevitable), so please don't be afraid to either provoke it or ask me how it could be provoked on my end.
He's here, he's fairly anti-queer, he's not quite as vanished as he always tries to be but considerably moreso than the average person!
Cade can be found in a variety of places for those who care to look or just happen upon him accidentally, for better or worse. One of such locations is
the library, where he can occasionally be found curled up in a chair with a dessert of some kind and a smutty romance novel that he'll pretend is anything but. He'd take them to his room, but that seems a whole lot more sinful so maybe not.
The kitchen is where he acquires the aforementioned sugary snacks, for which he has a particular fondness. One of the cooks likes him, which raises the Likes Cade tally to about four.
Another such place is the Herald's Rest, where he is That Guy In the Corner, but less mysterious and brooding and more awkward and afraid someone's going to demand his lunch money. He averts his eyes from most people, but will talk to them if they approach and have a stronger personality than his own (which isn't hard).
In the courtyard, on his breaks, he can often be found sitting against a wall and fiddling relentlessly with a puzzle box. It can be funny to watch, especially when he gets super frustrated and goes red all the way to his ears. Life's hard.
Lastly, those who have busienss with Seeker Darton or Knight-Commander Norrington will first have to penetrate the receptionist's desk, wherein Cade is at his most dutiful and confident unless someone deliberately tries to make him uncomfortable. Which they never would, that's ridiculous.
(Do not actually penetrate the desk.)
[If none of those make you happy, toss me a PM and we can set up a starter. Or give me a wildcard if you like!]

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"I'm not sassing you," he mumbles indignantly, and looks away with a face like 'can you believe this' even though nobody else is there. When she concludes, he has a quick answer.
"That's not likely to happen," he informs her, probably the most direct thing he's ever said.
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So, instead, she makes her tone slightly more amicable, but still raises an eyebrow when she turns back to face him. "Yes, you are. You're sassing me right now." Then she pauses, and lifts a hand up and shrugs.
"I think I prefer this to you not even looking me in the face, though."
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...what did she want? Besides, you know. The things she said in the letter.
Cade pouts for several more seconds before his irritation fizzles, and he rolls his eyes again, but in a more self-effacing way. "Sorry," he grumbles, hesitates, and adds, "...I don't know what to say."
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"I'm sorry, too. I was being argumentative when I didn't need to be." She reaches over to pat his arm consolingly. "I know you were just trying to be nice. I just--Well." She shrugs. "I'm sorry, Cade. But you don't have to say anything else." She glances down, and gives one more shrug for good measure. "I just, um--I had wanted to apologize to your face. And then I started arguing."
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"It's all right," he concedes quietly, on-edge since both of them are apologizing and he isn't even sure anymore whether either one has anything to apologize about. It's frightening, not knowing.
Clearing his throat, he takes a gamble. "...your face is nice."
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"Thank you. Um--So is yours. Just so you know."
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Even if he's a little piss about it sometimes.
"...thanks," he says hesitantly, going a bright red and then angling his face upward, looking over the top of her head so she can't see him too clearly.
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"Um. It's not a problem. I'm, ah...going to. Go. Now. If that's alright." Smooth. Beleth is truly the epitome of the eloquent and accomplished bard.
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