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arcaneadvisor) wrote2015-12-06 12:26 pm
arcaneadvisor) wrote2015-12-06 12:26 pm
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crystal; while he's babysitting.
[ Hopefully she isn't up to her neck in Venatori or something. ]
What would you think about me teaching Kieran to use a sword?
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[Up to her eyeballs in all-consuming darkness, helping out by sometimes being a spider, spidering around.
As one does.]
You would use some sort of practice sword, one with a blunted blade, I trust? [Just to be clear. Please imagine where her eyebrows are, they might be winging their way to Skyhold for the sole purpose of hovering threateningly at you in mild alarm.] Does Kieran wish to learn?
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However, through the fear, he manages to say, ] Oh, no, I thought I'd just nick one off the nearest soldier and let him have at it. I'll tie some pillows to him for armor.
[ —anyway. ]
He hasn't said anything. I haven't asked him. I didn't want to put he idea in his head and disappoint him or make you be the one to tell him no. [ He has your back, Morrigan. In this specific way. When it occurs to him. ] He likes his soldiers, though, doesn't he? He might enjoy it.
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Orlais why.] Was that not suggested for Oghren once when he complained he was too hungover and his armour was too loud? The time he wished to go nude and we protested. Loudly.
[Classic times.]
He is a boy of ten, and I told him of you. He plays at swords with sticks and branches with his friends, t'would not hurt, I suppose. [And she has yours if you want to do this Male Bonding Not!Dad thing then.]
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Ah--not much. And only the commoners.
[ He cannot imagine Court. He refuses to imagine Court. He fully and gladly cooperated in the premature end of an ages-old dynasty in exchange for the right to never have to even consider the vague idea of Court.
Apparently it's an evening for imagining things he doesn't want to imagine, though. ]
Morrigan. Why? [ With anguish. ] We have all suffered enough. We've earned the right to never, ever, ever think about Oghren going nude again. Even you.
[ Anguish promptly evaporates, though, for sword talk. ]
Great. Thank you. I mean, he might say no, anyway, but I--thanks. [ This is weird. He clears his throat and tries to sound less like he's ten years old himself. ] I don't plan to put him through drills or anything, but I met a mage who carries a sword as well, and I thought it might be good for him to know which end goes where, if he's ever in trouble.
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[Do you Dark Souls much Alistair, it was that whole vibe. She just watched and sighed for about three solid hours because why. Of course she laughs though because even when she's in Kirkwall, irritated and miserable given much of her present company, and Venatori, and having to reveal her eluvian, she can still upset Alistair.
Good to know some things never change.]
I have? Why Alistair, I did not know you cared so dearly! [Leliana might even overhear. Who knows. What time is this I'm going to just kick the concept of time into the dirtiest gutter in Kirkwall for good measure.]
Kieran enjoys spending time with you. [Does she need to say that? Sometimes she feels the need to. To say that yes. Yes this is allowed, and Kieran is allowed, and she is happy for both of them to have whatever this is for however long it will last.] A knight-enchanter? Or have you any arcane warriors amongst you, there must be a few out there in the world. He...is not fond of lyrium. Perhaps in time that will change but if not? It will limit his spellcasting, and put him at risk.
[And she won't always be able to be there, not when the world is what it is.]