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The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

Started by Marian Hawke, Dec 13, 2018, 07:17 pm

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Marian Hawke

"Please, stay," she whispers. "I-- like the night you rescued me. Remember?" she whimpers, shivering. "I'll take a potion and we can sleep curled up together?"
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Haliel Lightsong

"Absolutely," Haliel says rapidly, smiling. "And you can stay with me tomorrow. Read and make fun of my attempts at painting. Maybe help me practice my dwarven- Varric keeps rolling his eyes when I have to use any tense but present so I know I'm doing something wrong."
I am the Light of My Soul.

Marian Hawke

"Varric," she whispers. "We should-- is this enough? I meant to say more but-- I-- I'm already shaking, I can't-- I can't think right. M-maybe we should g-get him? And-- and you could h-hold me? I-- I'm cold," she adds, blushing with shame.
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Haliel Lightsong

"Gods yes, of course," Haliel says as she scoots closer. "Do you- you could sit in my lap and- and maybe a blanket over both of us?"
I am the Light of My Soul.

Zevran

"I can fetch a blanket and a dwarf both, if you like. Do you wish Isabela and Helene as well?"
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Marian Hawke

"No," she whispers. "I-- I'll tell them some of it, later, but, I can't-- Helene warned me, over and over, and I didn't listen. I can't deal with her- nir reproach now."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Zevran

"Why don't you both cuddle and rest for now. I will give a summary to the others and you can talk more tomorrow, when you are more... Gathered?" Even as he offers, Zevran is collecting a blanket and some extra pillows. 
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Marian Hawke

"No," she whispers. "I want-- I want to hear your assessment. And I want... I want to know what Varric thinks. I... he knows more about me than anyone but Haliel. I need to know he still... I'm sorry, I know I'm being clingy, but..."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Zevran

"That is... honestly rather understandable," Zevran allows with a sad smile. "I shall be back shortly." With that, he slips out of the room.
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Haliel Lightsong

While he goes to fetch Varric, Haliel helps get Marian settled in her lap, blankets tucked around them. "Do... do you have anything... you want to ask me or..?"
I am the Light of My Soul.

Marian Hawke

"I'm sorry," she whispers. "For all this, I-- I don't know why having a cock made me so... I'm sorry. I should have checked in."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Haliel Lightsong

"I don't think it was you," Haliel says gently. "You didn't act anything like that with Isabela. And you only got... overwhelming after she joined in. I couldn't see what she was doing because she was behind you and, well, my face was pointed down at that point but... it feels far more likely that she did something than that you would... be like that. You were... almost... you were acting like you were having an addiction craving."
I am the Light of My Soul.

Marian Hawke

"Maybe I was," she whispers. "Maybe..."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

Haliel Lightsong

"I brought back a couple dozen vials and jars of unlabeled... stuff, so... Varric will be able to figure out what they are," Haliel says faithfully.
I am the Light of My Soul.

Marian Hawke

"...I meant, to sex. But, maybe she-- I don't know."
Honesty. Openness. Trust. Not being stabbed in the gut with a sword.

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