Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Marian Hawke]

"Yeah. Yeah." He takes a deep breath, shaking his head a bit. "It's just, I worr-- wondered about this. About what I'd do if this ever came up."

[Varric]

"Not a common conundrum, no," Varric allows with a faint smile. "In my opinion, you're handling it pretty well. So... about me, eh? My favorite subject really, aside from all the ones I prefer. So... you want the boring and short version or the creatively entertaining?"

[Marian Hawke]

"Entertain me," he laughs, then shakes his head. "No, I'm being a coward. Give me the short version." 

[Varric]

"Well, I was born in Orzammar, a dwarven cave-city to a blacksmith and her husband..." Varric doesn't skimp on details but he doesn't dwell either. He aims to fill time and create a bit of a bond while they wait for Cindy to arrive.

[Coquette Blacquin]

Before he's gotten as far as Golden Shores, the window opens; in from the balcony walks a version of Cindy, dressed in all black silks, her hair in a thick braid, removing a small black domino mask as she walks in. She wastes no time going over to Garrett, and he pulls her down for a passionate kiss before letting her go.

"Who's your new friend?" she asks, utterly unperturbed to see a woman in their bedroom.

[Marian Hawke]

"That's Varric, he's a he," cautions Garrett. "He knows me from before."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"ah," she says, and one hand goes to the saber at her hip. "Shall I," she begins, wiggling her eyebrows.

[Marian Hawke]

"No! No, not like that. Gods above ,Cindy! Is that your solution to everything?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Sometimes," she admits. "It's cleaner and safer."

[Marian Hawke]

"Cindy," Garrett stresses. "Please put your mask away for the evening?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

She sighs. "If you insist."

[Varric]

"Varric Tethras," the goblin replies easily, though she'd glance to the side when they kissed. "Adopted father of Garrett's twin siblings and also his old mentor."

[Coquette Blacquin]

"They call me Cindy," says Cindy, eyeing him up like she'd still very much prefer stabbing. 

[Marian Hawke]

What is with her tonight? Oh, things must have gone badly.  "Sorry, do we, did I forget we had plans tonight?" he asks, frowning.

[Coquette Blacquin]

"No."