Varric Tethras - Inbox

[hugeinorlais]

(Varric's IC Inbox, for all letters, notes, fan-mail, death-threats, and other such correspondence. All messages from Sebastian Vael will be summarily ignored and placed into the Sebastian Vael pile.)

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[hugeinorlais]

[Okay, that earns a laugh out of Varric. It's a little short, basically a bark of laughter, but it's not nothing.]

Shit, might as well just wear a bag over your face and cut out some eye-holes so you can see the cards.


Or don't. I mean, it's not like knowing what you were holding ever helped you win.

[justice_is_blond]

Now you're just being unkind.

[But there's a little amusement in his voice.]

I've no desire to wear a bag over my head, despite how much safer it could make me if someone else walked in. Surely you can come up with a better idea than that. You're an author.

[hugeinorlais]

Blondie, I'm touched. You've actually read Swords and Shields and you still have that much faith in my creative ideation?

[Let him think for a moment.]

How do you feel about Orlesian Masks? I'm sure someone has one I can swipe for an afternoon.

[justice_is_blond]

Don't let it get to your head.

[There are some better works. There are also a lot of worse ones, and he doesn't have the heart to be an ass when Varric's just been through crap publicly. Anders is calling to try to be the friend he hasn't been. It's not an easy task. He can feel old habits and Justice's influence pressing in - he's still a danger, still who he is, but there are a few people who deserve better. He takes a breath and works on another joke.]

Incidentally, I've been looking for a way to piss off Vivienne. Arguing with Loyalists is one of my favorite activities. A mask could be the perfect opportunity. Let's try that.