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[onetrackminds]

Who: The crew of the Oargy
Where: On the ship! They're in the North East currently, near Himmelen, but that may change.
When: All of March
What: Everything.
Warnings: None yet! I'll edit if it becomes necessary, which is likely.
Style: You choose.
Status: closed

[ooc: Everyone behave, now. Or, you know, not.]

Comments

[hawkethat]

If I were dreaming, it would be much drier, there would be fewer busybodies, and we'd already be tangled together in the sheets.

Not that I'm complaining about this. This is nice, too.

[For now.]

[onetrackminds]

Your dreams have no variations, then?

[hawkethat]

That depends on what you mean by variation.

The setting is pretty consistent. And the company's always the same.

[His hand starts to wander gently south as Anders' nightshirt continues to steam dry from his spell.]

All bets are off after that, though.

[onetrackminds]

[This time, when he shivers, it definitely has nothing to do with any spell.]

Oh? Are you going to fill me in on any details?

[hawkethat]

[He leans closer, to whisper directly into Anders' ear]

I'd prefer to demonstrate.

[onetrackminds]

[...Oh, that's not fair. Give him a second here. He clears his throat a little.]

You're still on watch, you know.

[hawkethat]

I haven't forgotten.

[He might sound a little sulky as he says that. And he's definitely pouting.]

[onetrackminds]

[That makes Anders smile a little, though.]

Like you said, it's just one hour. It sounds like you've waited a lot longer than that already.

[hawkethat]

A bit over three years now, give or take.

But who's counting?

[Uh...you are, Hawke.]

[onetrackminds]

...

That long?

[He didn't expect that. At all.]

[hawkethat]

Almost as long as I've known you, yes.

[onetrackminds]

[Hawke, you're doing things to his heart, here. Stop that.]

I'm sad I missed out on that now.

[hawkethat]

...So am I.