[ 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.
[ 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 ]
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w5, mon
come join him? ]
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Ali will stay just outside of the fencing, chin propped up on his hand and a mirthful smile on his face.]
Having fun?
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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 ]
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[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.]
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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 ]
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[Ali does not like Anders much, but for the sake of making Hawke feel loved he will mention him.]
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[ fond ]
Though I think he's enjoying not having to worry about my company at the moment.