The most decadent thing you could think of was cheese. [ hmm ] Maybe pairing with some fancy wine, I’m sure he has some squirrelled away there.
[ ……… ]
Well, not Gale’s world. I’m fairly sure Gale wouldn’t have an issue with himself showing up— or whether it would just cause things to merge together in some way? [ hm. ] And you have a fancy cyborg to think about as well, my dear.
[ this is huge lesbian energy. they’ve known each other six weeks and they’re married with kids 🥹 ]
Does that involve him coming to Faerun?
[ hmm. ]
I suppose there’s nothing keeping me there, if the option to travel comes up. Once the brain is dealt with because at this point it’s personal. [ well. maybe nothing is keeping HIM there but gale on the other hand… ]
It does, yeah. Might involve me going to all the places he's been, too, if we can manage.
[listen this is ic though because bg3 realistically takes place over a month or two and you can literally uhaul to hell with her so YOU KNOW]
You inviting yourself along to go with us? [she says, grinning.] You've always got a home base in the Gate, yeah? Or with Gale. You're not going to get rid of me, either way.
Why not? You’re safe from the engine now. You could go anywhere, be anything.
[ help it’s true they really all lesbian u-hauled it up ]
Perhaps not the Gate, given my life there and … well. No one ever caught me on the prowl in the first place, but whether I would want to go back with fresh eyes I don’t know. And, well— [ presumptive, to assume he could just live with gale. dumbass. ]
Darling, I would be deeply insulted if you didn’t write or avoided me.
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I'm so excited for you. For - all of us. [bright, blooming happiness.] You get to see the sun, when we go back. Forever, as long as you want.
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… Yes. I’ll never have to worry about getting burned by the sunlight again, will I? Even when we figure out the tadpoles.
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[...]
You and Gale can be in his big old wizard tower and eat fancy cheeses all day.
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[ their different worlds…. ]
Cheeses? [ WHY THE CHEESES ]
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[amused, at the cheese, but also:]
... I don't know, though. Where we're going. We'll have to all talk about it - I don't really want to have to go back alone, you know?
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[ ……… ]
Well, not Gale’s world. I’m fairly sure Gale wouldn’t have an issue with himself showing up— or whether it would just cause things to merge together in some way? [ hm. ] And you have a fancy cyborg to think about as well, my dear.
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I've got no idea, but I can ask Fam if he knows. [a beat, and then:] We've got plans, for sure, me and Boots.
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[ hm!! ] Oh?
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... We've talked. We're going to go adventuring after all this if we can. [...] And when we get tired of that, settle down somewhere.
[the way they really just uhauled and they're not even lesbians]
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Does that involve him coming to Faerun?
[ hmm. ]
I suppose there’s nothing keeping me there, if the option to travel comes up. Once the brain is dealt with because at this point it’s personal. [ well. maybe nothing is keeping HIM there but gale on the other hand… ]
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[listen this is ic though because bg3 realistically takes place over a month or two and you can literally uhaul to hell with her so YOU KNOW]
You inviting yourself along to go with us? [she says, grinning.] You've always got a home base in the Gate, yeah? Or with Gale. You're not going to get rid of me, either way.
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[ help it’s true they really all lesbian u-hauled it up ]
Perhaps not the Gate, given my life there and … well. No one ever caught me on the prowl in the first place, but whether I would want to go back with fresh eyes I don’t know. And, well— [ presumptive, to assume he could just live with gale. dumbass. ]
Darling, I would be deeply insulted if you didn’t write or avoided me.
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You can go anywhere, be anything, too. [warmly.] Pass on the Gate, then. Go to Waterdeep, you know Gale wants you with him.
We can go places, too, I'm not going to shut you out, but me and Boots are loud! So honestly I'm just protecting your virtue.
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Perhaps.
[ kill gale so they can have that talk, living. ] I suppose we need to get out of this mess first and then we can figure out the future.
I do so enjoy hearing about how you and your beau are trying to break noise records in the area, my dear.
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[and she winks at him.]
It's a pretty fun problem to have!
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Yes, yes, you’re walking with a limp. Very proud of you. [ he is though, shut up astarion. ]