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[charges]

"This is Krem. Leave a message, I'll get back to you. If this is about the Chief's baby, the dragon, don't leave a message.  Please."

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[charges]

[He takes the box, and smiles, opening it and looking down at the carved skull.]

It's great.

[He breathes it, slipping the necklace on and then hesitating before closing the distance between them and gently kissing her cheek. He took one of her hands, pressing a kiss to her knuckles.]

Thank you.

[allyorfoe]

[A pleased grin light up her face when he immediately put it on. Good, she's glad that he likes it--Or at least, that he likes her enough to pretend to like it. She'll take either, honestly. The grin was paired with a faint blush, when his lips met her cheek, intensifying when they brushed against her hand. Maker, but he was charming. She cleared her throat, willing herself to act cool and suave, because that is exactly what she is.

At least, that's what she's trying really hard to be around him.]

No problem, I'm glad you like it.

[She pauses, then gives him a kiss on the cheek in return. At least with him, getting on her tip toes is sufficient to meet his cheek. After a moment, she decides that another kiss might be in order, and presses her lips to his jaw.]

Mmm. You're a handsome man. How did I manage to squirrel you away for myself for an entire evening? My luck never ceases to amaze me.

[charges]

[He smiles, face going hot as he brushes his hand against her jaw and leans down to kiss the side of her mouth.]

You know, I ask myself the same thing about you. Well, except for the handsome man bit.

[He laughs a little, gesturing to the living room. There was a soft, but also a bag-like piece of furniture, with a velvety black cover over it.

Krem walks back into the kitchen.]

Can I get you a drink? We've got beer, whiskey, vodka, rum, I can figure something out, you tell me what you're in the mood for.

[allyorfoe]

[She makes a quiet, pleased noise as he kisses her, then laughs, making her way into the living room. She has to stop for a moment to puzzle over the strange bag sitting there, tilting her head and prodding it with a toe. Was that...for sitting? Was it like a couch, but...a bag? She's still looking over it, with an intensity like she was unraveling the most ancient and secret mysteries of the universe when Krem calls out to her.]

Maker's ass, you got a nice collection of booze, Krem. You got coke? I like rum and coke. If not, just pour vodka in another liquid and I'll drink it. I'd say that I'll drink any swillwater that gets set in front of me, but you know, I'm pretty sure this place is spoiling me. I'm going to pop out of here with a taste like an Antivan princess.

[Having decided that simply staring at the bag would not get it to reveal its arcane secrets, she decided to take the next obvious route, and flopped down in it. Laughter poured out of the living room, as she promptly rolled around on the strange cushion, and then splayed out on it.]

Shit. I think your strange couch is eating me.

[charges]

[Krem poked his head out of the kitchen after mixing her drink, glass of rum and coke in his hand, and then he laughed. He walked over, held out the drink to her, and then flopped onto the bag next to her.]

Weirdest fucking piece of furniture, if you ask me. Good for cuddles, though, so I can't complain.

[And then he smiled, glancing over at her and pressing a quick kiss to her cheek.]

[allyorfoe]

Good for cuddles is a pretty decent selling point, if you ask me.

[She takes the drink, and sips it, giving a little murmur of approval. Good shit, they had here. She really was getting spoiled. How the hell was she going to go back to Thedas like this? She glances over at Krem, and lazily drapes a leg over one of his. She doesn't want to start shit off serious, but she can't help but wonder.]

Do you miss Thedas...? You must've traveled around a lot, with the Chargers. I did a bit of traveling myself, but...

[She takes a deeper sip of the drink, contemplative. She was probably being a downer, but hey, that's how she operates! Systematically ruining everything around her.]

Whenever people ask about the good things in Thedas, I'm like...Well. The dogs are nice. There's a few assholes left there that I'm pretty fond of. And, uh. The dogs.

[She waves her hand around, and shimmies to curl up against him.]

I don't know. I guess it doesn't matter. I have to go back at some point. I have too much shit that no one else will be cleaning up.

[charges]

[He makes a small sound as he thinks, wrapping an arm around her and smiling.]

I miss The Chargers. Can't say much about the dogs, but The Chargers.

[He sighs a little.]

See, we...The Chief kind of collects people. The Chargers are that. We're a good task force, but...we're an ever better family. We're the people no one wanted, so The Chief took us in, gave us a family, a purpose.

[His voice is warm, fond.]

He looks big and bad, but he's really a big mother hen.

[allyorfoe]

That sounds great. Just collecting people who need to do something with their life, who need something to live for.

[She curls up to him, though her expression is somewhat distant.]

That's what the Wardens gave to me. I mean, I'd like to say it was why I joined, but I joined because it was that or get executed, so yeah, pass me the damn chalice.

And it's what I tried to make the Wardens into. I recruited people who needed the Wardens as much as we needed them.

[That's what she'd told Nathaniel when she conscripted him. She'd told him that the Wardens would give him what he needed. And that'd turned out pretty good.]

Maybe it stuck. I don't know. Didn't really expect an order I tried to form into something like a family to kill each other to fuel blood magic for a demon army, but you know. What family reunion doesn't have a little blood magic.

[The words are spit out far too casually, pressing a face devoid of emotion into his side. After a pause, she shrugged.]

But I don't think you invited me here to listen to me whining.