Blood from Stone [AU]

[Bethany]

Bethany gives him a look. "...Cass is it?" she asks in a 'just asking' sort of tone.

[Carver Amell]

"It's not like that, Cass is a lesbian and she's already got a partner and they're very happy," he says all in one breath. 

[Bethany]

"I'm a lesbian," Bethany singsongs with a grin. "We should invite them over next time they're in Nyra."

[Carver Amell]

"I'm not stealing someone else's girlfriend!" he says, properly horrified. "anyway, Cass is Aveline's mentor. She's like my grandma or something. Combat grandma. Do not tell her I said that."

[Bethany]

"Grandma's can be sexy. I'd not turn Huntinghawk away if she offered and she's grandmother age," Bethany says wickedly, delighting in the chance to be a brat and not think about being a mother for a little bit. "And not stealing, sharing."

[Carver Amell]

"Cass could eat me! In one bite!" 

A moment later, he shakes his head again. "And Leliana's the scarier of the two!"

[Bethany]

"That can be a plus," Bethany says with a grin. 

[Carver Amell]

He groans. "I'm glad someone's feeling better about the whole thing," he moans, but there's a hint of smile at the edges of his lips. 

[Bethany]

"I'm just saying, threesomes are something everyone should try out at least once," she teases. "And I know you like tough girls and redheads so..."

[Carver Amell]

"Bethany Tethras, so help me if you're trying to get me together with Aveline--!"

[Bethany]

"I was talking about Bright's Cassandra and Bright Leliana but I like how you went right to-"

[Carver Amell]

"Bethany Tethras!" he growls again. With a swift motion he rolls her over, pinning her by straddling her waist so he can get at her stomach with both hands, tickling her mercilessly. 

[Bethany]

Letting out a (delighted) shriek of protest, Bethany 'lets' him roll her over. She slaps at his hands ineffectively as she giggles madly. She'd never told him- though sometimes she suspects her twin knows anyway- that she likes being tickled, perverse creature that she is. 

[Varric]

Humming softly to himself, Varric glances at the color of the tea and nods. Yeah, that's seeped long enough. Now for some storytelling with my favorite child, the one that hasn't talked about sex in front of me (today). Whistling, Varric heads out of the kitchen towards Merrill's room.

[GamesMaster]

"I'm back, bitches! Yeah! Who's rich? I'm rich!" 

The catfolk was having the time of her life on her first adventure -- and better yet, she'd come back with pockets full of more gold than she'd so much as seen in the time before. Something had clicked inside her when she was in the real thing, dungeon-delving with the best of them; she no longer left so much as a bootprint on the city cobbles, her feet falling perfectly in line the way her ancestors must have stalked the plains. She'd bought herself a hat to celebrate her first dungeon delve, and it sat jauntily on her head, complete with a feather from the largest bird she'd ever seen in her life. Arius Naodi was officially an Adventurer now, and she was thrilled to death about it.