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    Zevran found Surana buried face first in the side of an unshorn halla.

    He tsked playfully. “I hope you are not allergic, no?”

    Surana lifted his face to grin back at him, the eye not covered by the patch bright with joy, but kept his fingers wound into the wool. “No,” he said, and then immediately sneezed.

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    “You know that’s not how it buckles,” Shayd said dryly. It was the kind of dry that meant there was a well of laughter underneath.

    The Sutherland crew gets decked out with new, Inquisition armor. They have a bit of a field day with it.

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    “Who is here?”

    “Listen,” Varric said, soothingly self-smug, “you said it yourself. The team's been burned, and we need a thief—”

    Cassandra launched herself across the table, a dull roar of yelling and cursing as the bastard tried to slip past her. She yanked on his pony tail as he tried to escape down to the brewpub, earning a satisfying yelp as he cartwheeled and fell backwards.

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    “Er, hello?” Donnic said, startled and poorly hiding it.
    Fenris squinted against the glare of the sun, painfully bright. “What time is it?”
    Donnic’s eyes kept shifting down. “Just past the tenth bell—I’m sorry, are you okay like that?”
    Fenris looked down. Right. He was phased halfway through the door by his waist.

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    The next time Vivienne attended this conference, she would not be scribbling notes for an enchanter whose breath stank of brandy and hadn’t published a compelling paper for over a decade, and she would not be playing chess outside with necromancers until her fingers went corpse-numb.

     

    She had her sights set on a different Game entirely.

     

    Vivienne and Johanna attend conferences over the years, playing games and the Game.

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    Truthfully, Merrill knew they were on their way. Varric told her. Aveline insinuated. Even Donnic waved her down at the market.
    And yet, stepping outside to find Hawke darkening her doorstep stole her breath so completely, she had to sit on the ledge.

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    “Well, Mal, if I know one thing for certain,” Cullen said with a sigh, glancing once more out the window to the still waters of undeniably Honnleath’s lake, “we’re not in Kirkwall anymore.”

    Cullen and Cadash lose seven years. Without knowledge of the present, attempts are made to reconstruct the past.

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    The elf’s hands are dry, rough with calluses, but his grip is firm and strong. “The name’s The Iron Bull.”
    “Shanedan, The Iron Bull,” he says with a respectful nod. “Fenris.”

     

    Fenris arrives in Skyhold.

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    He tips his head to Solas’ thermos; a subtle move, careful not to nick him nor the tree with his horns. “The tea, I heard Adaar say you don’t like it.”

    “Oh.” Solas glances at the beverage in his hand. He forgot he was still holding it. “Yes, it’s much too bitter.”

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    She was in a tavern a day’s journey from Val Royeaux when the boy dropped an Andraste’s Grace blossom into her collection bowl. There was something—familiar about him. A face that just escaped her memory. And then he stared into the bowl, frown ticking down as he hid his face behind his floppy hat.

    “Oh, no,” he said. “Am I supposed to only put coins in here? I’m sorry, I haven’t done this before.”

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    “What question?” Alistair grimaced, replaying their conversation in his head. “Yes, everything’s fine, it’s all been more or less the same since we last spoke.”

    “Is that so?”

    She pushed forward a scroll recounting the property deeds to the bannorn of Rainesfere, tapping her finger on the margin when he had scribbled some annotations during the other day’s meeting with the bann. 

    Do we need to know this? Really, I’m being
    STOP poking me
    If you want me to stop writing notes, call for a break already

    “I like the drawings too,” she continued, “is that a mabari wearing a top hat?”

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    “A little songbird told me I might find you here. A mutual friend, no less.”

    Varric sighed, putting down his quill and gesturing to the room he had Josephine mark off as his office. “Well, Daggers, I’m glad you managed to find me in my secret lair.”

    Zevran and Varric connect over shared losses.

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    In Cassandra’s defense, a… date night with the Champion was possibly the most ludicrous idea she had ever heard, let alone considered.

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    “Did you hear what I said?” she asked. But not unkindly nor sarcastic—the question was earnest enough to shock him back into the present. “I’m to escort you back to Skyhold. Since I’m not affiliated with the Inquisition, or anyone these days, Varric and your Nightingale asked if I wouldn’t mind.”

    “You know Varric,” he licked his chapped lips, “and Leliana?”

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    Zevran fishes a piece of gristle out of his teeth. “William—may I call you that, Will?”

    “No, you may not,” Will the Warden says. His gaze is… harsh. Intense. No longer unfocused and bored. In the flicker of the campfire, his eyes are still a deep brown, appearing black and bottomless. Zevran feels pinned by them. “But you can call me Liam. The others have managed.” The stony facade of his face cracks. Just for a moment. “Well, mostly. Half the time they call for ‘the Warden,’ both Alistair and I respond,” he adds in an undertone.

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    “Don’t. Speak,” Sebastian growled, following Anders’ sightline.
    Sebastian was still scowling at the man Anders had intended to point out: a balding man in the corner of the Blooming Rose who was in the process of becoming bosom-buddies with Sabina’s… well, her bosoms. Judging by the prissy prince’s scowl, he was already thinking the things Anders wasn’t saying, so he didn’t need to say them.
    Anders closed his admittedly open mouth.
    But then he thought better of it.

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    “I’m being serious,” Varric grumbled, eyebrows furrowing. He tugged a bit at his coat. It was cute; ever since his chest hair really started growing in like a carpet, he’d taken to unbuttoning it to his naval, the silly vain boy. But Kirkwall was Kirkwall, and while it might not snow enough to make the wind hurt and kill exposed skin, the damp was cold and the chill would make a burrowed home in your bones. “You are going to be a Paragon.”

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    Sereda gripped her maul, holding it in a ready stance in case she had to swing it down on the assassin’s head. For now, though, she needed answers more than she needed justice.

    “I… Oh, oeugh,” he elf moaned, slowly opening his eyes to the carnage around him. “I rather thought I would wake up dead.”

    Gorim took a step closer, bearing his shield to cover His Lady’s blindspot.

    “That can still be rectified,” he warned.

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    “You will not take him!”

    “Okay, sure.” The dwarf hesitantly reached out to tap a finger against the blunt side of Cassandra’s sword. Cassandra scowled at her impertinence. “Look lady, I don’t know who your boyfriend is, but trust me, whoever he is, he is not my type.”

    “You!” Cassandra sputtered. The woman was still looking at Cassandra, unruffled and guileless, despite literally crashing through the ceiling just moments before.

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    The thing Aziraphale missed most since returning to Heaven was a good manicure.
    The stress of the new position was rather distracting, and he would have worried himself to gnawed-off cuticles and inflamed hangnails at this point, except those were the kind of mundane vexations that happened to other people.
    And even if they weren’t, they certainly would not happen here.

    aka "5 timef ye angel hated hevenne"

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