[ True bro behaviour... unless? He has no idea what's going on in the relationship department there given Astarion is Astarion and Gale... whatever is also going on there with Mystra...
When they arrive to BOP to the TOP and descend down the stairs though, there's finally at least some kind of shift in emotion from Daan. Interest. Curiosity. Not blazingly positive but it's definitely something. He just shuffles off first thing to the counter to look at everything. ]
[mutters grouchily as they walk, because she also has no fuckin' idea what's going on there. the boys are Stupid.
in any case, she perks up a little when she gets those hints of curiosity? she eases back, letting him poke around and explore. like unleashing a cat into a new house... even if the cat metaphor is an unfortunate one.]
[ Unfortunately it might be a little bit accurate. You really could imagine a cat hopping on the counter, sniffing around, pawing at things... but like, behaved, because he isn't going to knock over any of this good shit on the floor. Turning over a nice-label brandy in his hands, and the impression is impressed interest. ]
I do hope this place is here to stay too, if I'm interpreting how locations over here work correctly. This is quality.
[i'm very sorry for how happy the little bits of interest and curiosity she's getting from him make her feel. there's a little burst of her being pleased, and she wanders over to take a look at the brandy, as well.]
Lucas said everything sticks, here, yeah. So it should be around for as long as we are? [headtilt.] That does look like the good shit.
[this is a woman who spent most of her time in taverns before she got thrown to hell, she is all about this. she takes a pretty solid sip of it, and then laughs.]
Holy shit, meds, you weren't fucking kidding about the strong.
[ow!! except it doesn't hurt, and she just laughs.]
Yeah. I'll take one good thing out of the thousands of shit things we've been served. [a beat.] I know it's fucking rude to say, but I'm glad you got here too.
[she's not glad he died, but more than anything it's that she's glad he didn't get left behind.]
Don't even bother with the asterisk comments. I feel like we're both aware it kind of comes with the territory.
[ They're both murderers, they both died. WOMP. And unfortunately it feels like they both got rewarded for it if anything. Free from one monster... and in Daan's case, ostensibly a second, although it still lingers somewhere. ]
As morbid as it is, it worked out in a way. Don't think either of us would've contributed much if we kept on.
[it does feel a little like they got rewarded for it. a break (until they wander into a horrible stepford hotel later this week probably), people they missed, and the promise of information that might get them out of here. it's so much less dire than the living.
a little sigh.]
Think you're right. I woke up Sunday morning as me and the idea of going the rest of the week filled me with so much dread that I could barely get up. [...] Would've been worse if I'd had to watch you get stabbed to death.
[ He hasn't got a comment to give back in return, he was continuously insane since Thursday evening. Begrudgingly brought back to himself by Camille's stubbornness, which is something he can't honestly say he enjoys but also can't just be like I'd be glad to stay insane on main either.
Getting stabbed repeatedly with scissors WAS rough though hot damn. He makes the slightest face. Thank god his injuries got fixed. ]
Counts as my belongings, so... yeah, it showed up.
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maybe they can go visit his bar actually]
And I would, too. Send them dreams of them kissing each other, that'd show them.
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Really. Guess that's one way to do it.
[ True bro behaviour... unless? He has no idea what's going on in the relationship department there given Astarion is Astarion and Gale... whatever is also going on there with Mystra...
When they arrive to BOP to the TOP and descend down the stairs though, there's finally at least some kind of shift in emotion from Daan. Interest. Curiosity. Not blazingly positive but it's definitely something. He just shuffles off first thing to the counter to look at everything. ]
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[mutters grouchily as they walk, because she also has no fuckin' idea what's going on there. the boys are Stupid.
in any case, she perks up a little when she gets those hints of curiosity? she eases back, letting him poke around and explore. like unleashing a cat into a new house... even if the cat metaphor is an unfortunate one.]
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I do hope this place is here to stay too, if I'm interpreting how locations over here work correctly. This is quality.
[ NOT shitty barrel sherry!!! ]
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Lucas said everything sticks, here, yeah. So it should be around for as long as we are? [headtilt.] That does look like the good shit.
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[flops down at the bar.]
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[ Putting his hands on the countertop and looking at her. Sure, let's go. ]
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Honestly, something that burns on the way down.
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[ Because he's going to whip her up this. ]
Here you go!
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Holy shit, meds, you weren't fucking kidding about the strong.
[thuds her chest, grinning at him.]
That's really fucking good, actually.
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I'll take it that you'll leave a good review.
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Fuck yeah, I will. [sorry for her very bright, very sunny happy feelings.] I'll be recommending your service across the dead.
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Looked to me like other people were taking up the mantle. Mr. Boothill knows how to make a drink or two.
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Yeah? I'll have to ask him. [gross there's shy and fluttery feelings now]
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Having a good time?
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... It's been really good to see him again. [so like, yeah.]
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One damn good thing about all this, yeah?
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Yeah. I'll take one good thing out of the thousands of shit things we've been served. [a beat.] I know it's fucking rude to say, but I'm glad you got here too.
[she's not glad he died, but more than anything it's that she's glad he didn't get left behind.]
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[ They're both murderers, they both died. WOMP. And unfortunately it feels like they both got rewarded for it if anything. Free from one monster... and in Daan's case, ostensibly a second, although it still lingers somewhere. ]
As morbid as it is, it worked out in a way. Don't think either of us would've contributed much if we kept on.
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a little sigh.]
Think you're right. I woke up Sunday morning as me and the idea of going the rest of the week filled me with so much dread that I could barely get up. [...] Would've been worse if I'd had to watch you get stabbed to death.
-- Hey, did you keep Tulip, by the way?
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Getting stabbed repeatedly with scissors WAS rough though hot damn. He makes the slightest face. Thank god his injuries got fixed. ]
Counts as my belongings, so... yeah, it showed up.
[ Probably was on a side table. ]
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anyway, she smiles a bit at that.]
Good. [this pleases her greatly.] ... Didn't bring Scratch with me, though. I left him with Gale.
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Or, you know. There's Pickles to hug too.
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... You think he'd let me?
[pings of curiosity... pickles is so Dignified]
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