PC | Ali

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w0, sun

[nonmagicuser]

[ IT SURE HAS BEEN A WEEK, HUH? you can find hawke making choices such as drinking beer when he's already hung over from yesterday's life choice. sometimes? you have shitty coping mechanisms?

it's fine probably ]

[smokeandglasses]

[This is absolutely not fine, and if anything it makes him annoyed because there's this one stubborn ass in his world who makes the same decision all the time and Ali has to hold his hair back every time he throws up. Awful.

So he'll get a glass of water and set it down on the table next to Hawke, and then he sits down in the chair right there.]

Pace yourself.

[nonmagicuser]

[ at least hawke is more likely to dance naked on the table than hurl. unsure how better that is but at least it's more entertaining ]

If I can out drink the horrors, then I'm doing exactly as I should.

[smokeandglasses]

There are better ways to handle the horrors than through drinking.

[Though it doesn't look like therapists exist in heaven anyway whoops.]

Physical exhaustion works. I know a man who runs ten kilometers every morning and evening, and he says it helps keep his mind focused on other things.

[nonmagicuser]

[ looks at this from monday: more alcohol is exactly what this requires actually ]

Maker. Usually just picking up a handful of requests around town is more than enough to keep me busy but even I'm not far gone enough to run twenty kilos a day.

[smokeandglasses]

[Yeah. Yeah...]

Well, he does have the energy and stamina of a horse, so he can probably handle it better.

Week 1, Saturday

[smokeandglasses]

[Eventually Ali shows up at the belltower, carrying a mug of beer and a glass of wine. How does he get the door open with his hands full? Such mystery.]

Hey. I thought you could use a drink right about now.

[nonmagicuser]

[ how DID he get in here with that? we just won't think about it too hard ]

Not here to tell me I've wasted my chances, how dare I do this?

[smokeandglasses]

I think we're beyond the point of lectures.

[I'm not actually sure if the mug of beer will fit through the bars. Here's hoping it does.]

Though I do have to ask: Why Adolphe?

[nonmagicuser]

[ i think he should be allowed a last beer or so if he wants one ]

Why not Adolphe?

[smokeandglasses]

[Ah, so it's like that.

Ali takes a casual approach, sipping from his wine like they were talking about nothing serious. If he needs to play into whatever Hawke is affected with, he can do that.]

He's as good as any, I suppose. But there was a crowd where he was staying, so how did you pick him out of the others? Was he weaker than the rest? Slower?

[nonmagicuser]

Of them all, he would give me a decent fight.

[ assigns everyone else weak ]

Is that so wrong? To want to test your strength against those who are stronger? And win?

w5, mon

[nonmagicuser]

[ so after all the hub bub excitement of his third untimely death, ali will find hawke at the petting zoo, absolutely covered by puppies and the like. he's out of his armor for once, wearing what would pass as red lounge wear but he's got leather gloves on so the little ones can gnaw on him to their hearts content. wow, soft.

come join him? ]

[smokeandglasses]

[That is so adorable it's unfair.

Ali will stay just outside of the fencing, chin propped up on his hand and a mirthful smile on his face.]

Having fun?

[nonmagicuser]

[ WHY DO I NOT HAVE ANY SNUFFLES ICONS WEH anyway he deserves at least one (1) nice thing after having a terrible weekend ]

It's good to know at least somebody still likes my company.

[ even if he's slowly vanishing underneath this rambunctious pile of fluff. gooby ]

[smokeandglasses]

Oh I don't know, I think plenty of people enjoy your company.

[It's a curse. Ali is drawn to people with big personalities and even bigger muscles. He has shit taste and is smiling like it is perfectly normal.]

[nonmagicuser]

[ shit taste club :handshake: ]

I'll deem that thought questionable.

[ said muffled under the baby lambs. he's out of hands to pat but they're still corraling around him like he's the hottest thing since fancy dog treats ]

[smokeandglasses]

Well what about Anders?

[Ali does not like Anders much, but for the sake of making Hawke feel loved he will mention him.]

w5, thurs

[nonmagicuser]

[ catch him groaning into the floor for the rest of the night (no) (maybe?) (hopefully someone just let him take a piggyback ride to the medical center for a nap) ]


Maker take me. Where's the lyrium when I need it?

w7, tues

[nonmagicuser]

[ ah, the irony of it being april fools.

right now hawke is the foolio because he's the dumbass getting drenched outside because somehow he missed the memo about alpha rain happening intermittently. whomp.

on the plus side he's in a white tshirt so maybe it's ali's lucky day instead. ]

[smokeandglasses]

[It is his lucky day indeed.

Ali is exiting the manor but as soon as he sees Hawke in a white shirt in the rain he immediately covers the bottom half of his face with a hand as he looks away. The tips of his ears give him away though, those are pink.]

You should take an umbrella if you're going out, Hawke.

[nonmagicuser]

[ he just grins and pushes his wet hair out of his face to make it worse. ]

And miss out on such delightful faces?

[smokeandglasses]

[hhhhhHHHHHHHH]

I will burn your beard off!

[nonmagicuser]

[ weheh. ]

I'm probably due for a change, honestly.

[ he says like it's not his entire personality ]

Do you think I'd pull off a mustache?

[smokeandglasses]

Probably not, men with mustaches but not beards look like stuffy office-workers-

[Wait why is he thinking about this right now. He gives up and walks out in the rain to try and drag Hawke somewhere dryer.]