[CLOSED] Oh, you tell me to hold on

[amygdalae]

WHO: Bruce Not-Banner and Tony Stank Antonio Stark
WHAT: Bruce tries to do something nice and it backfires spectacularly
WHEN: Backdated to around the beginning of Firstfall, 9:42 Dragon
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Losers being losers

For a while Bruce had left the gold in his bag, never allowing himself to use it (not that it was hard, honestly) and just--well, keeping it. After that somewhat terrible first meeting after all this time Bruce wasn't quite sure what to do at all. For better or for worse his work with the Inquisition kept him busy enough to not think about it, but now that he had to take something of a break because of his fractured arm--

Bruce found himself staring at the gold maybe one too many times in these last few days. Eventually, it was clear that he needed to do something about this before this got even more out of hand.

Taking the gold, Bruce made his way from his tent towards where the nobles were staying. Stepping in there always felt like he was in another place entirely even though it was all within Skyhold - Bruce could feel the weight of the nobles staring at him, turning up their noses at the sight of his too-thin shirts and generally rumpled appearance. The fact that he was a mage probably didn't help either.

It was the same old story everywhere, really. Bruce had done this enough times and so easily ignored their gazes as he headed towards the room where Antonio resided in. Unsurprisingly, there were guards at the entrance, and they stopped him to asked why he had come over. Bruce began to explain, but when he took out the gold that Antonio had passed to him all hell broke loose was an understatement to what happened next.

Before he even registered what was going on the guards were ganging up around him, shouting in his face about thieves and robbers. Bruce tried to explain but they weren't willing to listen, and as the commotion grew more nobles started to take notice, watching the unfolding drama before them.