#i think I started rambling nonsense at the last one but meh hopefully someone will understand it

[ai-higurashi]

Oooh girl, you're gonna regret reblogging that ship headcanon meme! I would like to order the ship of Officer Cabrera x Bentina Beakly (what is their ship name??) with the questions 11. 12. 15. 21. 25. 26. aaaand 30.! And no, I don't believe I ever think about anything other than angst, thank you

Ohohohoho >:3

Thanks for asking for Cabeakley, I love them so much QwQ!!?? (dang, trying to make me write angst about my happy fluffy couple? How dare you!?? XD)

11. What do they hide from one another?

It's not like they try to actively hide anything from each other (except confidential information about their jobs, birthday presents and out-of-the-blue surprises, of course), they know by now that these kind of things can mess up any relationship, they just don't mention it or don't give it the amount of importance they should.

M'ma Cabrera probably doesn't tell when a criminal specifically targets her because they've already been through that, the situation has already been dealt with and, let's face it, Bentina would kill them without a second thought.

Beakley probably doesn't give much importance to the dangers and the recklessness of her latest adventure with the family. I mean, have you seen Gloria mad?? (M'ma Cabrera's name is Gloria in my head and it'll probably stay that way until we get a canon name) She's terrifying!!! Now imagine the situation when she finds out that the reason her girlfriend/wife has that bruise on her arm is actually because they took a wrong path (they could all have been killed, for crying out loud!!) or a certain someone (*coughcoughScroogecoughcough*) put them all in risk to prove a point. Yeah, not a pretty image.

12. What first changes when it starts getting serious?

The crime rate in Duckburg decreases. Okay, I'm kidding. Kinda. But Beakley definitely made sure to make every criminal on the street know that if a single feather of Officer Cabrera's body gets harmed because of them, she will hunt them down and they'll beg for death's release.

They start referring to each other as "my GIRLFRIEND" because they're proud af about it.

15. When they watch a film what do they choose and why? Who gets the final vote?

Probably some sappy comedy or romantic drama. They already get enough action in their daily lives.

They don't usually disagree much, but for the final vote it depends on who manages to be more persuasive and adorable.

21. Where do they get nervous about going with one another?

This one was tricky.

(Seriously, if you haven't yet, you should check toddykun, they're basically Cabeakley God)

A part from obvious dangerous places... idk, the Manor? At least the first times after it started getting serious. Scrooge definitely doesn't completely trust M'ma Cabrera. Besides, the whole McDuck family LOVES to tease ("Oooooooh~ Beakley has a GIRRRRLFRIEEEEND~!!!!!" "Wait, are you like our new grandma or something? You're younger than Uncle Scrooge!!" " Does that mean that Fenton is our new Uncle too?" "And hypothetically speaking... In a one to ten scale, how likely would be for you to get us out of jail without telling Uncle Donald?") and Beakley is a little bit concerned that maybe all the weirdness, paranormal things and Duckworth might drive Gloria away (alert spoiler, it doesn't happen)

25. Why do they fight?

Probably because one of them put herself in danger and the other got scared because she doesn't want to lose her. (Tbh, they both do it, so it's more of a mutual "I don't care what happens to me as long as you're safe please don't do this ever again, don't leave me")

26. Why do they need to have a serious chat?

Beakley probably has a huge list of enemies, most of them spies, that would target M'ma or Fenton too in order to get to her.

30. Why does it work (or not work) between them?

They have both been there before. It's not their first ride at love. They both have already laughed and cried, won and lost because of it and have experienced enough to learn how to find what works for each other. They also have had similar experiences in live (losing a loved one, being a single parent, having dangerous jobs that could potentially kill them and force them to leave their loved ones behind, etc.)

Everything is familiar and already lived but also new and exciting. Obviously, their new partner is different from what they're used to, so they get to learn more about each other without the stress of having to discover themselves and figuring out their lifes.

Also, they are both pretty calm and rational, so they can handle whatever life throws at them without overreacting and unnecessary drama.

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Chapter 9 - Mease to Luthecia!

Seliph used the magic power of Heim’s wheel to reset to a timeline where he didn’t storm the wrong castle! While his cousin tries to connect with a sister he doesn’t remember, Seliph has to rush to save a child who is none other than Alec’s biological son!

so uh yeah, Corpul is Hannibal son

But more important, Quan’n’Ethlyn are finally avenged!

edit : here is the final version!

But first, a concerned bro worries about his sister’s reputation.

Well stealing is fun - ask leif! Poor Faval tries to have some moral principles or something, but Patty plays the necessity card.

Hm... Well i doubt the impoverished randoms we save can offer us a lot of money or even food - but the question is, if patty only steals money then she buys food for the LA? But then, who on their right mind wants to sell food to the LA? Or does it mean that some randoms, despite being liberated and hailing Seliph as a hero etc still want to make profit?

Hopefully this reputation won’t be prejudiciable later when, say, she’ll be a duchess or something!

Well Eyvel doesn’t see anything wrong with stealing! And Faval goes all Arvis’ like, rekting people because they badmouthed his mom. scipio called her a traitor, he had to die

Yay! But she was much more than that, she was Bridget, the badass pirate!

he told you she was alive? could it be? Finally one thing F!Lewyn did right in this saga?!

if only you were rescued by your aunt Aidean - or ventured in fiana

wait that’s the only thing F!Lewyn told you? Nothing about the detour Leif made to rescue Eyvel? Fig him. And WTF you’re happy because she was a noblewoman? Well she’s certainly a noble woman, but knowing this is much more important than knowing about a status that brought her more stress than anything!

and ffs, you’re using the holy bow of Jungby and your sister just told you who she was!

Ohoho a plot point!

Ask Prince Leif! Do it damn it! Hell, ask Finn! DO IT ASK HIM

wow, Oosawa the game completely forgot about him so there’s no chance for that - but if by one day you stop by Sophara just say hi to the randoms - wait patty becomes Isaach’s queen in this run! So she’ll rule over her dad’s seat!

Meanwhile, Distler doesn’t like babysitting.

Talk all you want he won’t listen. He was only pretending to be loyal and all to Travant, but he discuss his orders behind his back! Not to say he’ll betray, but he isn’t the obedient little soldier we’ve seen earlier.

:’(

Distler’s using his authority over a poor kid.

You can’t force someone to adopt a moral code dude. That’s just holding someone hostage and it never ends well, if a lordling comes here to rescue the kid, Thracia’s legendary Shield won’t have any reason to obey. If you didn’t take the kid then maybe he’d have thought twice about betraying...

“waaait my horse cant’ run that far you have more mov than me when’re not on a road!” Altenna is surprised, who is that idiot calling her sister? Leif asked Sara tips on “how to approach people without looking like a weirdo”.

It didn’t work.

“I thought you were a sucky foot-unit with a shiny sword and a lot of scrolls slapped on you to make you a potentially potent fighter”

“Glad to meet you too, now, can we fight like we’re supposed to?”

Leif is ashamed of his FE5 days, so he drops the bomb! Her true parents wenre Quan’n’Ethlyn! Remember them?

Silly Leif, Alty doesn’t know how to vanish, she doesn’t know the rewarp spell!

NOO HE BROKE THE PLOT NO - Poor Alty never noticed that the lance she was using was the Gae Bolg, or never made the connection between her lance and House Leonster!

RIP PLOT :’(

was - Quan’s dead! and here we go with your “real” father, i’d prefer bio dad but...

Leif also asked Sara to give him a berserk staff just in case, to hypnotize his sister.

It worked! hurray for the berserk staff! Or alty found someone so stupid to start spouting nonsense on a battlefield, that he must be telling the truth, else why would he take all those risks?

At least you still call him Father! But uh... need to confirm this when he asked you to fight against the invaders? That’s not going to end well.

As expected, Travant isn’t happy, but he isn’t being all Chagall-y and asking for her head.

He has never been a king, he died when Calf was still alive!

He knew that someone with half a brain would have told her, eventually, someday.

Sadly, we’re in FE4 so yes, it changes everything and it raising her doesn’t matter.

Yes she does - when there’s an invasion at your doorstep. I agree that’s it’s a lot to swallow in twenty minutes, but there are more pressing matters to attend to!

It does :’(

but how dare you what? Killing Quan’n’Ethlyn or raising you as his own daughter? Oh, he lied, yes he did. Because apparently telling her the truth 17 years after having lived relatively happily makes her betray, so if he told her 5 months after Quan’n’Ethlyn she’d have obviously tried to escape or tried to kill him!

SEE??? Alty was going to kill (lel) Travant over Quan’n’Ethlyn regardless of the actual war, the political situation and just, going to kill the King under the guards and the Prince’s nose!

Arion also lied to you! But yes, what kind of prince would he be if he let his dad be killed over something that happened 17 years ago and when there’s war at their doorstep? this is different from BR!Xander btw

Arion is a bit extreme here - but contrary to Xandy, he doesn’t kill his sis :)

Check your glasses Travant, honestly... We didn’t see a battle screen, so no, she didn’t die!

The prince killed his sister - wait does this remind you of something “what is a julia?”

Travant makes his last decision - there’s no choice now because he know that Quan’s supporters are here - or at least that Quan’s son is here, so he has to die by Leif’s sword to unite the peninsula!

i’ll write about Travant and Arvis’ respective last stands later - they’re not that similar actually

You’re on Arden duty.

Given it’s stat spread, i’d say this lance isn’t really made to defend a castle, but...

At least one of Travant’s children knows the name of his HW!

!!

Travant knows that Thracia is hated because of him, and this war is only happening because of him! Without him, Thracia doesn’t have to fight against the LA!

Alty’s reaction shocked more than he anticipated and this makes me really sad, Travant didn’t really think Alty’d hate him so much... 

Arion is using his brain, if he suggests a truce with the rebels now, Arvis will fry them. Also, because Travant just said that he was going to die by their hand, and what kind of Prince would suggest a truce when the enemy killed the king? Maybe Travant should have explained things better to his son - but again, the LA is invading a country because they, first and foremost, hate its king, do you really want to suggest a truce to those people? Heck, if they start to hate Arion, would they invade Thracia again?

Sadly, Quan’n’Ethlyn’s fate sealed Thracia’s destiny - because of this, Thracia lost the war and its ruling members (now i wonder how the south is faring during Leif’s reign).

Oh...

Poor Arion is puzzled.

While Patty accidently baits Hannibal...

A RETAINER IS READY TO AVENGE HIS LORD!

Hm... he has a point here. But you’re not using the gungnir so...

HE HAS A POINT HERE NOO :’(

Time to reload a save state, Finn can’t destroy Quan’s archnemesis.

Rescue the child Seliph! Thus Slayder ends. RIP Slayder.

“what are we, rescuing children from the Loptyr church again?”

“i was in a figging dungeon i thing that is the most pressing matter”

“and he wanted to send you to Belhalla right?”

You’re his adopted son, but your bio dad was none other than one of Chalphy’s finest knight, second only to Midir in average suckiness : I name thee, Alec!

“oh goodness i thought i was rescued by that weirdo called Leif”

“We have many things to do so” said F!Lewyn. We can’t bring every children to their parent, i mean, look at julia!

Roh :’(

And again, it bites him in the rear. Poor Travant?

“I say, we should murder him! We don’t have time for this!” Nope.

“Seliph, it’s only you, and Apple Pie, your horse.” 

Troublesome? Well, now he has a pony! So yeah, he is troublesome!

Both you and Blume! Besides, you should also ask your son about this :)

Uh... Chill would you? Finn died in an alternate reality.

“Yeah but i have the Prince of Verdane’s killer bow and you’re a flying unit!”

I don’t think so, said Leif while aiming at his target. Aim Well and Victory is assured, said a lady in the plains, once.

FOR LORD QUAN

Finn couldn’t let Leif dirty his hands by killing Travant, he’d never be able to rule over Thracia otherwise as its king.

Meanwhile, Travant’s children are having a chat about Arion’s latest performance.

He didn’t buy it you twit.

Ah? You do? Good, because we don’t.

And how cute, she’s hesitating, 17 years of memories can’t be erased so easily!

Sadly, Travant is already dead.

FINN DID IT WHAT A MAN HE USED THE SILVER LANCE QUAN DITCHED TO KILL TRAVANT IT WAS SO EMOTIONAL

Arion didn’t knew his Father that well, apparently. Atly asks Ary what she should do, can’t you think for yourself Alty after all the mess you “apparently” created by wanting to kill Travant? And it’s as if she cuts Arion in his ramblings, i’d say rude, but at this point...

and here it goes! her “true brother” nonsense. welp.

He is the prince? Or the Gugnir and Gae Bolg’s curse at it again?

Actually those were his final words! Or at least they had that meaning! Alty can’t realise that the problem lies with “Travant’s dead”. For someone who wanted to avenge her dad, she can’t fathom that Arion might have the same feelings towards the LA?

You don’t have the stats for this.

And he’s right :’(

You wanted to say this since you learnt about your true identity, right? And this is FE4, so it sounds perfectly normal. Meh.

“I can no longer oppose you” yeah of course... Seliph meets his cousin for the first time, the apparently non-loser one.

“Yay i don’t have to fight my sister! Bet you’d be happy if you don’t have to fight your bro, right Seliph? Bro? What bro? I’ll let Julia handle this!”

He used his berserk staff on you! 

Or was it a hel spell, but instead of making you see naked women you saw Quan.

I remember her clearly saying “we’re going on a desert trip! It’s going to be wonderful, so stop crying, okay?” And I said “okay!”

Oh? Clearly you didn’t listen to Finn! Bad Seliph, bad!

Surely when Arion complained that Alty took his toy or something, he asked his dad “why did you adopt her in the first place?” “to use her weapon, okay?stop complaining” “yeah but she still broke my toy”

Altena had all the tools to make 1+1=2 but she didn’t because... Let’s say Leif’s sisters aren’t the sharpest women around - Nanna became his wife people, so she’s not his sister anymore :)

And now whe he is dead you treat him as your father? I’m still mad at Alty but at least she has some sense...

Alty doesn’t want to kill her remaining “family” - it’d have been a good motive, but Kaga said that Alty really liked her “bro” so... Let’s say he is her only remaining family, and also someone very dear to her.

“plz join us” “no they killed my dad and invaded my country” “pretty plz?”

He backtracked a hundred miles to reach his papa!

Yes, yes he is!

I feel a genetic obligation to help Chalpy lords! 

Great words for a little boy! Hannibal is proud of his son, well those words were spoken by Hannibal’s son !

:’)

This moved me you have no idea.

Pointless? You are still invading the country! But Travant the dastard is dead, so let’s march on your capital because we’re here so why not?

Leif told me how you emprisoned his friends because they were brigand-looking.

Utterly sickening indeed! You don’t use hostages, I’ve said that it’l bite him in the rear, even if it bit him in his dead rear :’(

Granted, Alty joining the LA also shattered the Thracian trust in her - I’d say Leif will have a lot of work to do to unite his new kingdom.

we need someone to guard our castle!

And this is the end!

[somevirtualnolife]

An (Unfortunate) Night Out On The Town (Pt. 2)

2368 Words Part 1 here

Rating: T Pairing: Hawke x Cullen Rutherford Summary: Cullen just wanted a stress-free night off. So why is he babysitting a drunken Hawke? Author’s Notes: And here’s Part 2. Happy reading~!

“Here’s a question,”

“What is it this time, Hawke?”

The walk up to Hightown was easy enough, at first. But then she went from dead-weight Hawke back to excitable Hawke, and tried to scramble off his shoulders a few times, yelling about waking up Aveline and challenging Isabela to another drink-off. Whenever he’d tell her no, she’d of course, complain and come up with (utterly terrible) ways to try an distract him so she could wander off his shoulder. They all failed of course. Eventually, it seemed that she realized she was far weaker than Cullen, and just decided to talk his ear off, asking inane questions or rambling about some ridiculous topic or about, how amazing Fenris is. He could sort-of see why Isabela wanted to just leave her in Lowtown.

“Is your hair naturally curly or do you do something with it?”

“… It’s naturally curly,”  

“Peh. I knew it. Anders said you probably style it to be that way, but I knew your locks were natural,” she let out a bit of a drunken laugh and started to blabber about hair to which Cullen just shook his head with no response. The woman had paragraph of nonsense for every subject.

“By the way,” she said, lifting her head up slightly. “Have you been looking at by bottom this whole time?”

“What? Maker’s Breath, of course not!”

“I’m just asking. It is right there,”  

And of course, as soon as she said that, now he couldn’t help but look. Why was she like this? He would turn her to face the other way, but he felt she would use that opportunity to scream in his ear.

“It is not right there- Look, I’m putting you down,” he said settling her down on her feet in front of him, only to have her sway and stumble into him, placing her hands on his chest.

“Wow,” she said, not moving her hands. “Andstraste’s knickers, you are fit,”

“Is this just a thing that women in Kirkwall do, or is it just the women in your company?” had they never felt muscles before? It was all quite embarrassing.

“You know who else is fit?”

“You’re probably gonna say Fenris-”

“Fenris,” she sighed dreamily, which gave Cullen some time to reposition the young woman so that she was leaning on his side, her arm over his shoulder. The elf was the only consistent and semi-coherent topic this whole evening. It was also the only time she could sort of get her distracted enough to follow him. Let her fantasize about her dream-boy enough that she wouldn’t realize that she was being brought home. He had to admit, he was a little surprised. The handful of times he met Fenris, he certainly seemed like an… unexpected match for Hawke. By no means a bad fellow. He could picture the elf with many other women, easily. Just not for someone as upbeat and chatty as her.  

“You seem quite taken by him,” he said, steadying her a bit more before walking again.

“Maybe I am. Taken by him and we’ve not even kissed yet,” she let out another dreamy sigh. Cullen was really seeing all sides of her tonight. The one good thing about this evening, he supposed. He always knew Hawke was idealistic, but being a hopeless romantic was a new one. It was entertaining in it’s own way.

“He’s clever, and handsome, and strong, and caring and just so…”

“Broody?”  

“Why does everyone say that?” she slurred her sentence a bit, sounding annoyed. “But yes, maybe a bit. But in an alluring way. Not like you. You’re just grumpy. One of the grumpiest men I’ve known in my life. Cullen Grumpleford is what you are,” she muttered a few other plays on his last name and giggled to herself, clearly thinking she was so clever.

“You have such a way with words, Aerianne Hawke,” he said, rather flatly. “Really know how to compliment the man who is making sure you don’t die in a ditch tonight,”

“I did say you were fit, didn’t I?” she lifted her head from his shoulder, looking annoyed. “Besides, we all know you’re incapable of taking a compliment,”

“That’s- not true,”

“I’ll give an example. Cullen, you are insufferably annoying templar who is married to his work and doesn’t know how to have fun,”

“This is your idea of a compliment?”

“But you are honest. Sometimes you even show them compassion, and it’s a shame you don’t do that more. And meh… you’re not too shabby to look at. Actually, you’re very good to look at. I’m surprised you haven’t been scooped up by someone yet. Oh! I know just the girl for you-”

Cullen felt his throat tighten a bit. Right- he really shouldn’t be daring drunk Hawke to do anything. She would more than happily oblige.

“Alright, that’s enough,”

“See? Can’t take a compliment,” she went and laid her head back down on his shoulder. “I’d also like to say that you’re not great at giving them either, so,” she stuck out her tongue and gave made a farting noise.

Oh, it was going to be like this, was it? Cullen may get nervous around pretty girls, but this was Hawke. Well, okay, she was pretty but she was also incredibly annoying, which negated her attractiveness. Also, she was so incredibly drunk that she hopefully wouldn’t remember the details of this evening.

“Hawke, you are equally insufferable and you are incredibly unrealistic about the dangers of magic. Your antics are half the reason of my paperwork. And you stick your nose where it doesn’t belong. But…” he finally let out a sigh. “You have a big heart. I don’t know how you see the good in everything, but you do. I guess that’s not a bad thing,”  

Cullen could feel the young woman squeeze him with what little strength she had left. “Aw, I received a compliment from you! A Cullpliment. Ha! I did it again. What are you groaning for? That one was good! Oh Maker, I feel like I’m going to throw up again,” she quickly let go of him and stumbled towards one of the many bushes on the side of the road.

For once, Cullen couldn’t help but chuckle. This whole evening was ridiculous. The first time they’ve spoken to each other outside of work, and this was how it had to go. Why wouldn’t it? She was Aerieanne Hawke after all. Why would anything be normal with her?  

 Eventually, she recovered again and the two found themselves in front of the Hawke estate and thankfully, it seemed that her mother was still awake when Cullen knocked on the door.

“Oh! Knight-captain Rutherford. This is quite the surprise,” Leandra said, looking rather surprised as she saw the templar and her daughter. “I hope everything is alright?”

“Everything’s fine, madam. Just making sure your daughter got home safely,” he said with a polite nod. “She just had a little too much fun tonight. You may want to keep a bucket beside her bed,”  

The older woman let out a sigh of relief. “Well, I do hope Aerieanne didn’t give you too much trouble,”

Trying to run off, nearly throwing up on him, talking his ear off, copping a feel of his muscles, insulting him a few times…

“She was no trouble,” he finally said as Hawke left his side and (with some difficulty), turned to face him.

“I would give you a kiss on the cheek for your good deeds, knight-captain, but I am vaguely aware of the amount of times I threw up along the way,” Well, at least she was sobering up enough to distinguish some inappropriate behaviour.

Instead, she then firmly wrapped her hands around the templar, hugging him firmly. It was unexpected, but it wasn’t necessarily unwanted. Nonetheless, he couldn’t help but stiffen up a bit, not sure how to respond.

“Are you going to be okay? Heading back home so late? We do have a spare guest room,” Leandra asked as she guided her stumbling daughter back in the house.

“It’s fine. It won’t take me too long to get back down to the docks,” It would, but he not as long as him coming up all the way here with an inebriated rogue. Leandra’s hospitality was lovely, but he would just feel odd staying here the night, even if he had a valid explanation to give to Meredith.

Actually, nevermind. Telling Meredith or anyone else about spending the night solo with a mage supporter seemed like an ill-advised idea.

“Well, thank you again for bringing my daughter home safely,” she said with another smile. “And I hope you stay safe as well, knight-captain,”

“Thank you, Ms. Hawke. Sorry for keeping you up,”

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Sleep had been cut short that night, but it wasn’t particularly unusual for him to a little sleep-deprived. Cullen still managed to get to work on time (in comparison to his men who were clearly still regretting the night before), and actually be productive. Drills, paperwork, dealing with disruptions in the circle. It was a usual day for him.

Later on, there was a soft knock on his office door, before it slowly opened.

“Hawke,” he said, putting down his quill. “This is a surprise,” Normally it wouldn’t be, but considering that there were no new reports on mages coming through, and she had a rather difficult night, he didn’t expect to see her for a least a few weeks.

“Knight-captain,” she said a little hoarsely. Although the rogue looked quite well dressed and done up, there were rather dark circles around her eyes, her skin had a slight tint of green to it. Certainly the face of a woman who would probably think twice about her choice of drink for the next several months.

“You look…”

“Don’t,” she hissed, closing the door behind her.

“…I was going to say alive,” he tried to hide the satisfied smile on his face. For once, the woman who complained about his serious attitude, was now in a more miserable mood than him. “I’m surprised that you’re not still in bed, puking into a bucket,”

“That is what I want to be doing, and that is what I intend to do after I’m done here,” she rubbed her temple and let out a deep sigh.  

“My mother wanted to thank you for bringing me home last night. She felt bad that you had to get all the way back to the barracks, so… here,” Aerianne rubbed the back of her neck, looking a little embarrassed as she pulled out a small container and placed it on his desk. It was a ceramic bowl, warm and giving off a delicious scent into the air.

“Fereldan-style ram stew. I mentioned you were from Honnleath, so she thought that you might also be a little homesick,”

“You didn’t lace this with anything, did you?” he couldn’t help but ask. Anything that could put him in as miserable a condition as she currently was.

“I assure you, I was in no condition to plot against you this morning, as much as I considered it,”

Cullen had to admit, this was not what he had expected at all. He mostly helped her because deep down, as much as annoying and insufferable as she could be, he couldn’t just leave her there on the street. Even that seemed a little cruel. “Be sure to give your mother my appreciation, then,” Although barracks food wasn’t the worst, it certainly couldn’t compare to a proper home-cooked meal. Let alone by someone who actually lived in Fereldan.  

“I also… may need to apologize,” Aerieanne turned away, trying to hide the pink forming on her face. “I do remember a few things from last night. Specifically almost throwing-up on you, I might have accidentally hit you a few times from trying to crawl off your shoulders. And the umm, sort of groping of…”

“My chest?” he said, finishing her sentence. “Ah yes. I believe you called me very fit,” It was incredibly embarrassing last night, but seeing Hawke looking even more uncomfortable about the situation now, it made him feel more confident. He had a code of ethics, but he was no priest. Maker’s Breath if he was going to be the better person about this. For once, he had something to throw back at her whenever she started getting a little too annoying. “As fit as… who was it now? Oh right, as fit as Fenris. You certainly had lots to say about him,”

The young woman let out a groan and covered her face. “Why did I have to bump into you of all people, last night?”

“Maybe don’t try to outdrink a pirate next time,” he said, picking up his quill again and going back to signing a few papers. “Look, its fine. We all do stupid things when we’re drunk. I’ll admit, I didn’t expect you to behave like a like some sort of mix between a toddler and boy-crazed teenager, but it doesn’t change my opinion of you,”

The rogue looked up from her hands and looked at the templar suspiciously. Right, they both shared their fair share of opinions of each other last night.

“You’re still Aerianne Hawke, the biggest nuisance in all of Kirkwall. Think of last night only cementing that fact in,” If it was somehow possible, Hawke somehow managed to look both more annoyed, but also very relieved.

“Your mother, however, is an absolute delight,” he’d be lying if he didn’t miss Feralden at least a little bit, including some of the small comforts. “Hard to believe you’re related,”

“Well, it’s hard to believe that you’re… ugh,” she covered her mouth, clearly trying to keep whatever she ate earlier, down. The retort would have to wait. She slowly stood up and made her way back towards the door.

“You just wait until I’m feeling better, Rutherford,” she said bitterly with one last glare. “Then you’ll be sorry,”

Cullen quirked a brow and smiled a bit before going back to his paperwork as ran through the door and shut it behind her.

“Always a pleasure, Hawke,”