Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Varric]

O...kay. Wait, didn't... I've heard the same rumors as Zevran. Some of them have the Scale having a partner. Gold something, to match the Silver. Must be him. Question is... is he ike her parents? Gesturing at the others to wait a hold, Varric signals Zevran to go Dark Truth.

[GamesMaster]

As he pulls the darkness over his eyes, the room before him changes. The light is gone; there are bloodstains on the cot, and the desk is covered in an inch-thick layer of dust and shoved off to one side. Most of the supplies are gone, including both masks. The room has no occupants.

[Tethras Clan]

Awesome. That's... not encouraging at all. Alright then, let's see. Moving carefully, Zevran moves away from the others, then risks a bit of a show to see if the two Comforting Lightsiders can spot him in Dark Truth.

[GamesMaster]

As he moves, Cindy pauses, holding up a hand and lifting her head, as if listening for something. Seems likely they can.

But he also hears a footstep behind him. 

[Tethras Clan]

Pulling back into cover, Zevran twists to look around. He doesn't draw his remaining dagger... but he is holding a heavy gold coin to give his fist that extra bit of weight to turn it from painful to lethal. Just in case.

[GamesMaster]

The figures in the center of the warehouse haven't noticed him either -- which isn't because he's been hiding so much as because they're so intently focused on each other. Neither of them have their masks on; Cindy and her friend circle each other, while a third figure, an unknown human boy, is tied to a chair a short distance away, slumped over unconscious. Cindy has her rapier out, and her friend has his sword, both of them clearly intent on gutting the other. 

Cindy's blacks are stained with blood already. It's not looking great for her.

[Tethras Clan]

Whelp, not sure what's going on exactly but... let's find out! Moving swiftly, Zevran takes careful note of the armed male as he approaches. "Well, this looks like... a piss poor party, to be honest. Still, I'm always up for some fun... might I cut in, Lady Silver?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"So you brought backup," Cindy says to her foe. "It won't save you. I can take ten of you if I have to."

"I really don't think you can," he smirks. "You always were too soft. I know how to really change things."

[Tethras Clan]

"Ah, no, actually, I'm here to help you, not him," Zevran corrects Cindy. "Ex-slave you see, a great fan of your work. Happened to be around so... figured I'd lend a hand. Who's Lord Smugly Villainous?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"The Gold Avenger," they both say, and one of them -- Cindy -- sneers it, while the other snarls. 

[Tethras Clan]

"How... Derivative. Sidekick or fanboy?" At the male's glare, Zevran grins. "Both then! How droll. Anyone object to me untying the poor sod there?"

[Coquette Blacquin]

"Yes," Gold hisses. "This has gone on long enough! Bhí Gold cert faoi na #####################"

Whatever he was trying to say comes out garbled, malformed, nonsensical, not even word sounds, just... he said something, but Zevran couldn't say what it was. His eyes widen in shock. "What? No! What is happening?!"

Cindy rallies, then, pushing forward, but Gold parries every one of her blows. She dodges his in return -- it seems they are evenly matched. Too evenly matched. 

[Tethras Clan]

"...right then, first things first," Zevran mutters, rushing over to free the guy tied up. Looks pretty roughed up, the Villainous Villain protested his release and our Fair Hero did not... so hostage, probably. "Are you awake?"

[GamesMaster]

It seems he is not.

[Tethras Clan]

"Right then." Of course not, far too easy. Griping internally, Zevran swiftly undeos the bindings and checks to see, in his very limited understanding, the lad is in immediate need of healing.