#incorrect rogue trader quotes

[dairine-bonnet]

Some time after visiting Commorragh

*Rogue Trader, Cassia and Jae are sitting in Rogue Trader's study, enjoying amasec and discussing casual things*

RT, very relaxed and slightly drunk *giving Cassia's some 'useful' advice*: ...and you can't let a random guy go into your bedroom. You know, someone unreliable. For security reasons, of course.

Jae *innocently*: Then why do you invite our Interrogator to your bedroom from time to time, shereen?

Rogue Trader *choking on amasec and somehow trying to sober up instantly*: In case someone else decides to sneak in there... someone truly unreliable, certainly!

[fourraccoonsinacoat]

Heinrix: But did you have to stab him before he told us the passcode?

Lord Captain: I don't need you to go all Interrogator on me, right now. Was I caught in a moment of profound weakness which resulted in a less-than-ideal decision? Possibly. But you weren't here, and you didn't hear what he said!

Heinrix: What did he say?

Lord Captain: "What are you going to do? Stab me?"

Heinrix: ...

Lord Captain: So I had to stab him!

Pasqal: This logic is accepted.

[rats-and-robots]

Marazhai: Be right back! RT: Will you? Marazhai: Who can know these things? RT: You! You can know these things!

[dairine-bonnet]

Heinrix van Calox: Lord Captain. I need an explanation. What are you doing? No, that's not even the right question - do you realize what you are doing?

Rogue Trader *muttering in discontent*: What's the point in asking that? I assume, you are going to explain immediately what I am doing... from your point of view, hah!

[dairine-bonnet]

Do you know that feeling when one barely utters a few sentences or even a few words only, and you instantly get an urge to see them pierced by lightning coming out of your fingers? Personally, I have this feeling when incompetent people are telling me what to do...

[rats-and-robots]

Instead of spamming the tag with a shitton of incorrect quotes I'm just gonna make one big post.

(submissive Marazhai romance)

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Marazhai: You’d be stupid to lay a hand on me.

Von Valancius: Oh, you’d be surprised how much stupid shit I do.

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Von Valancius: You know, there’s only one person who can tell you what you are.

Marazhai: Me.

Von Valancius: No.

Von Valancius: Me.

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Von Valancius: What’s your body count?

Marazhai: Do you mean sex or murder?

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Von Valancius: Stay foxy.

Marazhai: Die lonely.

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Von Valancius: That’s a crazy idea. Insane. It doesn’t make sense.

Marazhai: You’ll do it?

Von Valancius: Of course.

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Von Valancius: I think I'm falling for you.

Marazhai: Then get up.

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Von Valancius: You know, when I first met you I thought you were a real bitch.

Marazhai: What changed your mind?

Von Valancius: Oh, now I know that you’re a fake bitch. Why do you ask?

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Von Valancius: I love you.

Marazhai, not paying attention: What was that?

Von Valancius: I said I’m selling you to the zoo-

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Marazhai: We wouldn’t last two minutes without the Rogue Trader.

Marazhai:

Marazhai: Don’t tell them I said that.

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Von Valancius: I am in charge of this disaster!

Marazhai: I have a name, you know.

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Von Valancius: That was so hot, Marazhai.

Marazhai: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets.

Von Valancius: I know.

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Von Valancius: Marazhai and I are no longer dating.

Marazhai: Rogue Trader, that’s a horrible way of telling people you branded me.

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Marazhai: I have feelings for you.

Von Valancius: Why? What's wrong with you? Are you sure you're okay?

[fourraccoonsinacoat]

FourRaccoonsInACoat Masterlist

Thanks for stopping by my masterlist! I am thrilled there are people who are interested in my fanfiction.

Currently, it's a bunch of BG3 fiction that focuses on my OC Durge, Eli, and her anxious vampire spawn paramour, Astarion.

That being said, I'm currently fixating on a few different games, namely Owlcat's Rogue Trader, and have been toying with some fanfiction based in that universe.

We'll see what the brain gremlins dream up.

I write fanfiction for myself as a way to decompress from life and because I enjoy sharing my stories with others. It legitimately makes my day when someone is entertained by my writing, so thank you for every comment, like, message and kudo. Much love and appreciation to you all!

Also, if you're here for BG3 Incorrect Quotes, follow that link for the masterlist.

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One Shots

In chronological order:

Fall for Me ---> Faint of Heart ---> Midnight Prayer

Fall for Me

Rating: E NSFW18+

Astarion wakes from a nightmare and goes to Eli, seeking reassurance as he struggles with the denial of his feelings. The last thing he wants to do is give someone else control over him, not after he’s so recently regained a taste of freedom. Over the past 200 years, every relationship Astarion was involved in had been nothing more than a means to an end, with Astarion either playing the role of manipulator or the one being manipulated. Attachments were leverage, giving someone a hook they were able to dig their claws into in order to gain ground. Isolating himself from connecting with others was how he had survived.

This, however…this was different. 

Faint of Heart

Rating: M

Somewhere along the way, more and more truth has begun to slip into the words Astarion has been using to charm Eli into his bed. He's not sure when it started, but sometime between their passionate nights and hard fought days, genuine feelings began to stir.

It all comes to a head after the crew stages a prison break out of Moonrise Towers. Now, during a rare evening of respite, Astarion is determined to make a confession, regardless of his fears over the fallout.

Midnight Prayer

Rating: M

Neither Eli nor Astarion knows what they're doing when it comes to romance. Their combined histories with healthy relationships adds up to an unsurprising total of zero. Astarion once admitted to Eli that he couldn’t remember ever bedding the same person twice. And Eli…well, she can't remember anything, frankly. Her memories of past lovers are nonexistent…at least…

At least until today. Today, when they’d finally met the infamous Enver Gortash.

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Ongoing Work:

Head Full of Ghosts: On Hiatus

Current Rating: M

Chapters: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Eli has spent a lot of time combing through her fractured psyche, trying to piece together any semblance of facts about who she was before she awoke on a mind flayer nautiloid. In all that self-reflection, she has concluded there are two things she is very good at. Killing people and drinking.

Neither of which is proving very useful as she tries to navigate interpersonal pitfalls after being appointed leader of a ragtag group of maladjusted misfits who are trying to source a cure for the illithid tadpoles in their heads. As if that isn't problematic enough, she's also having to contend with the growing affections between herself and the group's resident vampire spawn, Astarion.

Between fanatic cultists, goblin raids, murderous urges and cryptic memory loss, Eli figures a relationship is the last thing she ought to get herself wrapped up in. And from what she's seen of Astarion, the cavalier rogue seems to have his own breeds of specters haunting his steps.

Neither one of them has any business mucking about with romance. But, neither one of them is particularly good at staying away from things that entice.