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WHO: Cyril and OPEN (starters for Pel, Sam, Iskandar, Anders, and Kirk - let me know if you want your own)
WHAT: In an effort to take his mind off certain people he's missing, Cyril sets up shop to sell his traps and puzzles again.
WHEN: Throughout the day
WHERE: The stall is in the Gallows, otherwise out and about.
NOTES: None yet

Taas was gone, reassigned to another place, and Merrick was spending more and more time away from him in the shadows of this city. Cyril wasn't lonely, but he missed them both. He had other people around him - friends, lovers, and family - but he was coming to realize that the spots where those people had been couldn't be filled with anyone else.

He still had Taas's dragon tooth, and that helped. He never took it off now and had put the silver ring he had stolen from Sam so long ago on the same rope around his neck. He still saw Merrick from time to time too, but the visits were becoming fewer and fewer.

Rather than dwell, he wanted to sell the items he once had in Skyhold's courtyard. The stall he has is small, but it shows a collection of puzzle boxes and traps that someone can buy for reasonable pricing. As people walk by he's playing with one of the boxes now, twisting them to show how they work.

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"That would honestly just increase my work flow I think," he says, half-joking as well. He appreciates the offer, but he doesn't want people to get stabbed. Alright, maybe a few of them could use a beating, but still.

"It's not worth it. Mostly drunks and people who feel/see a kind hand and think probably hoping it's just more then that." A pause as he considers something. "Or someone making bets on where and how long they can go."

"That's true, and if you are stuck healing people, you can't use that energy to pay attention to your lovers," Cyril pointed out, grinning. "And we're an attentive bunch."

"Very attentive bunch," he corrects, immensely agreeing on that front. Sometimes he cannot fathom how he had managed not one, not two, but three lovers.

"I suppose that you all can just give me attention then. Or I can find a comfortable place to lounge and just watch." He's sure the bunch of them were imaginative enough to figure something out.

Cyril chuckles softly. "No, if you're near I'd want you close, not just watching." He almost purrs that as he leans closer to Sam, almost draping over him.

"Attentive, and demanding," he says with a soft laugh. letting an arm wrap around Cyril's waist. "Shall I finish up here then so we can leave?"

Cyril leans up on his top toes to kiss Sam gently on the cheek before he pulls back. "Sounds like a plan. I'll give you space to finish."

"I'll leave you to watch my flank then." He means for anyone trying to come up from behind him, but he's sure Cyril will take the chance to literally watch as well.

"Things alright with your shop?" Some chit chat while he cleared up.

Cyril does enjoy admiring Sam's back, that's true.

"They are! It's always a nice way to see people and catch up. And they give me coin, which I always like."

"They're just giving you money, or actually buying things... with coin?" A grin over his shoulder real quick. On a more serious note though- "Be careful though, yeah? Not everyone here is happy that the Inquisition is here. To put in nicer, simpler terms."

Cyril chuckles a bit at the tease. "Paying, of course," he responded.

Then, he grew more serious as Sam did. "I know. I can handle myself."

"I know you can. Just... been hearing some people are getting ambushed out in the streets." They were all about money supposedly, but you just never knew sometimes. It just made Sam worry. Not just about Cyril either of course, but everyone important to him.

"I'm almost done. Where did you want to go after?"

Cyril appreciated the worry. It let him know that Sam cared.

"I could go anywhere as long as I'm with you," Cyril replied, unable to stop himself from taking the opening - even if the line was rather cheesy.

It was rather cheesy, but Sam cannot say much against it seeing as he probably would use something similar.

"Other words, you aren't sure, and I'll have to think of something." Where should they go? He had only thought of returning to the house when he was done so now he would have to think of something else. "If you aren't rushing to get food... I do need to stop and check in on Conan."

"Let's go check on Conan then," Cyril replied easily. He grinned at how domestic that sounded.