🔥 astarion

[ablazement]

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[haematocritical]

[ oh my god he's being dragged. literally. ]

The what--? [ it's funnier if he hasn't had a chance to look around yet. ]

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The pier!

[helpful

she drags him off towards the tree]

There's prizes and things that you can win.

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[ well. off they go! ]

Maybe I have trauma, Karlach. [ i mean he does but like. c'mon. ] I got turned into a wheel of cheese last time.

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[one whole trauma...]

Oh, fuck, you too? [LMAO] It was kind of fun.

[can't exactly think as a wheel of cheese.]

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[ help. ]

By that stupid djinn at the stupid carnival thing? [ He absolutely bloody cheated. ] Yes. Did you call him a cheating bastard too?

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Yeah! That's the one! [i like that this is just like the worm is happening again karlach doesn't even notice she's hearing his thoughts because she's so used to it]

I nearly tried to rip his spine out his arse because -- well, he hasn't got one, but you get my point - because he kept making me lose money.

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[ all of them like oh thank god we can hear each other's thoughts again-- wait. ]

Oh, I'm convinced he was doing something. It wasn't sleight of hand, I'd have noticed. Maybe a magical trick?

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Shadowheart said to me later he had a ring on that had magic on it. Bet it was that.

[grumbles.]

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...



I bet it was. [ wait. ] If she knew why didn't she say something?? I could've pinched it.

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Probably because she thought it was funny that you turned into a wheel of cheese.

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Tell you what! She can turn into the wheel of cheese next time, and I'll be sure to sell her for the best market value I can find.

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[HELP]

Awww, come on! You're not cheese now.

[pulls him to some of the carnival booths]

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Trauma, Karlach.

[ oof. ]

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Stop that. [pokes him with her tail.]

What d'you want to try first? [look at all these chickens]

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[ gazes. ]

... Anything with throwing? It's been a while since I've done anything long range.

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Bet you'd smoke the hells out of that, yeah. Uhh...

[looks for a throwing booth... finds one! it's like a throw the little beanbag sacks at things type game.]

Win me a prize, fangs.

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[ i forgot dice maiden hates my guts. he'll try a warm up throw and.... kinda? doesn't fail? like he doesn't break anything, which is a good start ]

Ugh. I can't be that rusty already, can I?

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[becks your 8]

To be fair to you, you haven't exactly had the chance. [she picks up one, tossing it up and down - and then throws it! i rolled an 18 so it smacks the target, to which karlach pauses and goes:]

... Oh. Lucky shot.

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[ dice maiden hates me!!! ]

Maybe I should be asking you to win me something.

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I can do that. [a little grin.] What d'you want? A bear to match Clive?

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If you want to get your bear a boyfriend, I’m sure you don’t need me as an excuse, darling.

[ 🥺 omg… bear boyfriends… ]

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[BEAR BOYFRIENDS...]

Yeah, but you have to name him! I'm decreeing it.

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Oh, you might come to regret that.

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[bet]

Oh yeah?

[haematocritical]

Indeed.

[ he’s going to think of the most pretentious name he can think of. for sweet clive’s boyfriend. ]