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Dorian Pavus
@sparkler (33), Tevinter, Thedas

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I WAS A: Incredibly privileged know-it-all with a family complex. I got better.

I'M SKILLED IN: Talking about myself excessively. Calling everyone names. Also, some magic and archiving.

I'M LOOKING FOR: A way to stop feeling so helpless in the absence of home.

ALSO, I'M: Very tired. All the time.

Comments

un: Rivaini, misfire 4/1

[seagoing]

As much as I love adventure perhaps next time we have sex we can do it somewhere besides a dirty back alley? It was fun, but from the way the guards looked at me once we left I'm pretty sure at least one of them heard us.

[flashystyle]

I heard a rumor it was all of them. They talk about it in the barracks.

[seagoing]

[if he listens hard enough he might hear a scandalized gasp coming from Wyver.]

What? I bet they're just jealous they missed out on a good show. I think I had a fair amount to drink that night but no amount of booze could make me forget a wild night of passion done right.

If you ask me, I think it was worthy of taking notes for.

[flashystyle]

[if she listens hard enough she might hear obnoxious laughter at her expense]

Let me look through my notes for this very informative lecture. So far, I have “Isabela needs higher standards” and “Send Varric the guard’s way if he wants very accurate retellings of her adventures anytime soon.”

[seagoing]

[she is shocked and appalled at such claims Dorian, Shocked and Appalled]

Varric would probably either congratulate me or tease me about it like you are if you told him. Suddenly I'm glad he's having a little nap on the station.

My standards are plenty high enough, you know I'm far too shallow to just have sex with the first man I lay eyes on. He was just so...irresistible with that aura of dominance and frustrated impatience making him all handsy. It was actually my idea to skip the audience and duck into an ally in the first place. Could you really blame me for giving in?

[flashystyle]

You misspelled irresponsible.

I can and I will blame you. That's my job.

[seagoing]

You're right, I meant incredible.

You mean to say there's no one at all that could make you weak in the knees enough to toss rationality to the winds? Not even in a fantasy scenario?

[flashystyle]

That

is beside the point

[seagoing]

Is it really though?

Imagine a nice, incredibly attractive man so enamored with the thought of you that holding back the urge to put his hands all over you is a true test of patience. And then he gives you that look, I'm sure you know the one, that one that says 'I need you right now no matter the consequences'?

Wouldn't you be so flattered to be the cause of such a weakness to passion? I might be a damned good pirate but I'm only human.

[flashystyle]

I do know that look. You play terribly dirty, you know.

I'd at least wait until I found something of a broom closet quality. Provided they fit inside.

[seagoing]

I prefer to call it wickedly creative, based on real life events.

But see, you do understand what I mean! For what it's worth it was at least a secluded alley, there was some attempt to be discreet made out of it all.

[That last part though:]

If they fit inside? Why Dorian, have you been getting hot and heavy with handsome men that can't even fit inside of a broom closet? And you haven't told me about it?