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WHO: Twisted Fate & Nerva; open prompt available for catch-all
WHAT: Twisted Fate promised to continue to teach Nerva how to dance. And so they do.
WHEN: Beginning of Drakonis
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Open prompt available for catch-all. Wildcards welcome.
WHAT: Twisted Fate promised to continue to teach Nerva how to dance. And so they do.
WHEN: Beginning of Drakonis
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Open prompt available for catch-all. Wildcards welcome.
♠ NERVA;
"Ah, I'm glad you received my invitation."
A note had been left for the former Templar, asking her to join him on the battlements. Frankly, there are less people here and it's more than enough space for what he wants to do. He isn't particularly embarrassed, but he wants to respect Nerva's senses.
Funny to think of that. When they first met, he'd been less than impressed with her. First meetings are hardly everything, though.
He knows that well.
So here they are, and Twisted Fate with an ulterior motive, unspoken. And it'll remain that way.
♠ OPEN;
You might find Twisted Fate in his usual place, in the tavern, smiling wickedly and inviting you for a friendly game. As he does.
Or maybe outside, sighing in exasperation as he assists Zevran's roguish students in learning sleight of hand, commenting wryly at the inability to palm their cards just right.
Often, he's also found at the library, thumbing through his newest selection of a novel of questionable quality.
Yet, you might also find that there is a wolf wandering the premises, caught out of the corner of your eye, and quickly it is gone. Shapeshifting is a matter of continued practice, and wryly to himself he's found this to be the next simplest form.
Maybe it's something else. Something unmentioned. It's up to you, friend.
Re: never trust a phone
She snorted - a low, quiet sound of amusement, but her head was tilted down toward her feet so if she was smiling, it was invisible. "Hard to believe." Wryly. "I thought all the elves danced naked in the moonlight from birth." That - was definitely a joke. A very poorly given joke, but at least an obvious one. For once.
Her expression hardens, however, as she discusses Cade - and it makes her miss a step and swear to herself under her breath. "I witnessed the end of it. He has no excuse for himself, could hardly even reason why it had happened in the first place. I am not sure... I am not sure that his mind is entirely whole, if you take my meaning. He's been taken off active duty."