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[Closed] Everything is a privilege
who: Cullen Rutherford, Dorian Pavus, Relm Hawke and etc
what: Checking on the electrical fences (Re: this post)
when: 9/3 - 9/12
where: Southern Fence of the Quarantine
warnings: language, violence, Thedosians?
A few days after asking if anyone else wanted to go with him to the Southern Quandrant to check on the electric fencing that keeps the Quarantine safe from the wildlife, he has assembled the group that has agreed to come with him. It's not about running away from the Dragosta festivities so much as it is getting away from the crowds of the Quarantine during these particular holidays.
At least for him it is.
what: Checking on the electrical fences (Re: this post)
when: 9/3 - 9/12
where: Southern Fence of the Quarantine
warnings: language, violence, Thedosians?
A few days after asking if anyone else wanted to go with him to the Southern Quandrant to check on the electric fencing that keeps the Quarantine safe from the wildlife, he has assembled the group that has agreed to come with him. It's not about running away from the Dragosta festivities so much as it is getting away from the crowds of the Quarantine during these particular holidays.
At least for him it is.
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Polite seems to go out the window. At least from the woman herself.
[Calling Hawke rude? She would NEVER.
Yes she absolutely would.She arches an eyebrow at him.]
Oh, you should know I am. Perhaps it will be you that cannot keep quiet. It could very well be either of us. [She laughs.] And no. I’m not sharing a tent with Hawke.
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[It's just getting to that point. He and she seem to be a bit like oil and fire, in that when they spend long periods of time together, it gets messy and things burn. Which still feels like a shame because he and Garrett Hawke got along fine, both back in Kirkwall and when he came to join the Inquisition to help with the Warden situation. However, Relm is not Garrett, no matter how much alike they might be on the surface.
At her laugh, he smiles softly. It's such a light, carefree thing and he could listen to it for ages. Not... that he is going to tell her that. Right now, anyway.]
Then I suppose we will both have to try very hard so that the rest of our party doesn't feel as if they've yet to leave the Quarantine proper while travelling. Or restrain ourselves for a few nights in the wild.
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Can she? Are you sure?
[She leans up and kisses him gently.]
Or perhaps some combination. It will be a few nights that we’re gone, after all.
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[He meets her half way and turns the kiss into something more than just the chaste thing she wanted.]
Or we can work out some of the tension before we set off for a trip with our "friends".
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And thinks that that sounds like a very good way to spend their time.]
That sounds like a very good idea.
[And then her hands are tangling in his hair and she is kissing him hungrily.]
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When she returns it, he pulls her into his arms and lap.]
It's a good thing that I have a few good ideas now and again.
[He'll probably regret not letting her massage the rest of the cramps out of his hand later.]
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She smiles at him, her voice teasing.]
Oh, I’d say it might be more than a few.
[She has no intention of letting his hand go unmassaged. Later, when they’re lying in bed again she will finish what she’d begun before he kissed her.]
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You're still far too dressed, my lady.
[He's not sure if she would prefer him to remove her nightgown or if she would like to do it. But, as much as anything else, he lets her lead their relationship int he way that she wants.
And if she decides later to message his hand that he is keeping at her waist right now, he won't stop her. It might even help him go back to sleep before they have to officially wake up.]
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That is easily fixed.
[And with that she’s shifting on his lap, tugging her nightgown off over her head and tossing it aside.]