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you know sex releases a lot of pent up pressure honestly it might do you some good.
aveline was much happier when she had herself donnic splitting her red clam every night.
aveline was much happier when she had herself donnic splitting her red clam every night.
yes but wasn't she having a grand old time?
you could be having that too. and not just with one person like aveline and her good old fashioned self bless her large oxen heart.
you could be having that too. and not just with one person like aveline and her good old fashioned self bless her large oxen heart.
nothing i suppose whatever works for people. i'm just saying it's not your only option.
[It'd be nice, you know, to just have a little fun. But she thinks of all the things that could go wrong, the responsibilities she has, and she knows it just won't work out so well. What if they die or disappear? It just wouldn't be fair to drag someone into anything.
She wishes she could be like Isabela a little more.]
we'll see
[It's not a promise, so she doesn't have to keep it.]
She wishes she could be like Isabela a little more.]
we'll see
[It's not a promise, so she doesn't have to keep it.]
so...any word from varric? i wanted to show him something.
no and i tried contacting him. nothing.
it's like he's gone silent. kind of like...well you know, but i was hoping he was just avoiding editing duty.
it's like he's gone silent. kind of like...well you know, but i was hoping he was just avoiding editing duty.
[SHE DOUBTS ANDERS WOULD KNOW no offense to him]
i'll be looking too.
i'll be looking too.
you need to do something about that dog of yours, hawke.
Hawke.
[Awkward pause here. Hawke might hear her dog in the background waffling and whining about something like it's interesting but also totally not what he wants to be interested in.]
I— Somehow—
...I do not wish to alarm you, but I may have done something a bit difficult to remedy. [So much uncertainty is in his voice. The statement might even sound a bit like a question.] Erm. To your mabari... [Who barks just then. Just in case Hawke thinks the dog in the background is not hers.]
[Awkward pause here. Hawke might hear her dog in the background waffling and whining about something like it's interesting but also totally not what he wants to be interested in.]
I— Somehow—
...I do not wish to alarm you, but I may have done something a bit difficult to remedy. [So much uncertainty is in his voice. The statement might even sound a bit like a question.] Erm. To your mabari... [Who barks just then. Just in case Hawke thinks the dog in the background is not hers.]
he slobbered all over my poor delicate breasts and demanded heavy petting all morning.
i do have standards you realize, and your mabari does not meet them.
i do have standards you realize, and your mabari does not meet them.
[Oh, she already doesn't like the sound of this.]
What do you mean, 'difficult to remedy.'
[It's a question posed as a statement, demanding an answer without a rise in tone. But her dog is barking and he doesn't sound...too distressed. He's not whimpering. He's agitated and she can already tell.Doge senses]
What's happened?
What do you mean, 'difficult to remedy.'
[It's a question posed as a statement, demanding an answer without a rise in tone. But her dog is barking and he doesn't sound...too distressed. He's not whimpering. He's agitated and she can already tell.
What's happened?
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