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Quite sure, [Gene says with a predatory grin, still leaned in close, and...

...begins tickling him.]

[He wasn't the only one glad. She'd felt so out of sorts since Adamant and while it still weighed heavily on her, that weight wasn't quite so crushing.

She shoved at his chest, but it was a half-hearted attempt at best.]

You wouldn't dare.

[Jason falls asleep quickly and wakes up even faster - it's just how he is, the only way he can remember being. He must have learned that in his past, the necessity of catching some sleep whenever he can yet always being on alert in case something bad happens.

He wakes up after about twenty minutes, but doesn't lift his head from Marie's shoulder. This is nice. This is comforting. And he doesn't usually get a lot of that.]

Well, now you've done it.

[He picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder as easily as he carried his shield. She was a comfortable weight on his shoulder, actually, being as she's a little thing.

He hummed a bit of a hymn under his breath as he carted her off, heading back through Skyhold.]

[So much for the dignity of the Inquisitor. A small squeak was all she managed to get out before she was hoisted up and over his shoulder. It was demeaning and embarrassing and...

Well, at least the view was decent.

Not so silently fuming, she caught sight of Bull and Sera and they looked pretty damned pleased to see Jove parading her as he was. Cassandra just rolled her eyes and shook her head but really, there was no shock. Their relationship, while not exactly public, wasn't a secret, either.]

I'm going to kill you. Just thought you should know.

(It was peaceful. That was all she could think about what was occurring. It was peaceful. It could stay just like this.

Marie had been beginning to drift off herself, though she was mentally telling herself to open her eyes and check the time. It felt as if the end of it was getting closer. Because he does not lift his head from her shoulder, she has no idea that he had woken up.

A small sound comes from her as she manages her open her eyes. Oh, ten more minutes left.)

((ooc: My friend's comm doesn't have any post limits, it's just whenever you want. I'm looking at games too. I'll message you my AIM if you want to talk there. I'm up for anything.))

It's not like I'm parading you through the tavern.

[He didn't think her threat was serious. If she truly wanted him to put her down she could easily make him.

As they passed their friends and companions he nodded to them, looking quite pleased at his victory.]

Admittedly now that Bull and Sera have seen it's possible the rest of Skyhold will know as well. They're not silent those two.

[She wasn't too bothered by it. If she truly wanted down, she'd already be free. There were benefits to being caught, after all.

She shot Bull a quick smirk before she cheekily waved up the where she figured Leliana was watching from.]

I don't think it was much of a secret to begin with. Is that a problem?

I think people assume I am very proper and demure with you. This is neither of those.

[If some visiting dignitaries caught him carrying her around it was going to be very interesting to explain.

He kept going through the main hall towards the door that led to her quarters though. He had won his prize and he intended to keep it.]

[Oh, she knew she'd have some explaining to do when she showed her face again but she could handle it then. She'd claim some minor illness or injury to said party and dismiss any concerns with a calm smile.]

You are hardly proper or demure, Ser Templar.

You know that and I know that but everyone else is not aware.

[He shifted his grip slightly so that his hand rested on her butt as he opened the door to her quarters. Well, the stairs that led to her quarters. It was still a climb before they would be once again alone in her room.]

[ Megumi, please.

Unable to help chuckling on his part, Seiji poked the girl's cheek, albeit lightly. Nothing more than a quick tap really. ]

You're talking in your sleep again, you goof.

[She found herself squirming as his hand settled on her butt. It was a good thing they were out of sight by now.]

Everyone knows now, ma vhenan. The scandalous Templar.

Perhaps it will make things more interesting around here. The rumors about me are all terribly dull.

[As much as he was enjoying carting her around like this he wouldn't risk her reputation that much. He respected her and wanted others to do the same. Seeing her like this would not help that.]

[Jason smiles when he realizes that she'd dozed off, too. He could tell because her breathing had slowed.

He likes it when they can find peace. And for now, he's happy being sentry. At least, he is until she wakes up as well.

He takes a deep breath in and dozes off once more. A few minutes more won't be a problem.]

(ooc: sounds great!)

Better than mine, in other words?

[Winry teases. She's glad Ammy's here, though. It's nice to have someone to talk to.]

(She begins to stir after some time and once her eyes are open she goes and looks at the time, her eyes widen and feels herself suddenly awake. Marie gently reaches over and nudges the sleeping man resting his head on her shoulder.)

Jason, wake up...we overslept. Wake up?

(Though, once she says that. She feels a little disappointed that this peaceful moment was gone so soon.)

(ooc: The comms I'm at right now are nexus_musebox and the ooc comm is nexus_musebox_ooc. I'm looking at boomtown right now and it's making me realize that I really need to get a bio put together. I should get on that. And yay! Today has been a good day!)

Mmm. So you say. People have asked me about you, though.

[Her reputation, while not truly stellar, had improved since winning favor with so many noble families. She'd gone from being a heathen to be 'eccentric' in their eyes. While she thought that was just pointless a bit silly, she knew it was better for everyone that she was seen in a better light.]

Oh? This is going to be very, very interesting. What have you been telling them?

[Once they are in her room he very carefully lowered her on to her feet. He looked her over, checking to see if she was still in a good mood and the weight she carried was lighter.]

[She still looked tired but there was a bit more spark in her now. Her color was better and she didn't seem quite so lifeless. There was still weight on her, but it seemed a good deal more bearable now.

Once he'd set her down, she started to undo what little armor she'd put on, but it was a good deal less than she normally wore. She puttered around, settling her staff where she kept it before absently reaching up to start pulling her hair back into its usual braid.]

To some, I tell them you're a trusted companion and friend, and a fierce warrior. To my friends, I tell them you're... special to me, which most of them have already figured out.

[She'd been asked how special but on that, she'd kept her silence.]

I am all those things.

[He set his sword and shield aside. As he did not put on any armor he was ready to return to relaxing and doing nothing of importance with her again.]

Leave it down, darling, there's only you and I here. You don't have to tame it around me.

[Her hair was a mess but he liked the wild look for her. She was beautiful when she let her hair down.]

[Pausing, she glanced back at him, silent for a long moment. It took her a few seconds, but finally, she smiled at him before letting her hair settle back around her shoulders. Even after all this time, he could still make her flustered like a young girl around her first paramour.

Sighing under her breath, she moved around the room, straightening things up that she'd allowed to fall into disarray over the last few days.]

Yes. You are.

[He did love flustering her. She got the cutest blush across her cheeks when he managed it.]

I would like to think I'm your Templar as well.

[For a few minutes he let her go around and straighten but when she got close he drew her into his arms and began to lead her in a dance.]

You should teach your Templar how to braid your hair so that I can help when you can't reach.

[She definitely does not mean to fall asleep; not while helping Sherlock with a case and definitely not on his shoulder of all places. But moonlighting as an assistant consulting-detective while also balancing her usual full-time position at Barts has caught up with her.

And it wasn't her fault 221b was so warm and his settee so comfortable and the content of their client's wife's blog so dull.]

[She couldn't hide the smile even as she bent over her desk to shift some papers around. He rarely failed to make her blush and damn it all, she should be old enough not to but there was just something about him...

How many times had they danced together now? Back when he was teaching her, then at the Winter Palace. Here and there. It was a reminder of old times and one that never failed to warm her down to her toes. Chuckling, she let him lead her as he wanted and this time, she never looked down at her feet. She didn't need to anymore.]

You just want a reason to play with my hair. I could teach you, though.

[She would never turn down a chance to let him play with her hair. It was soothing and sweet and other things she dare not think of.]

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Love to, got any ideas? I have Jason over at Boomtown if you'd be interested in a game.

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Oh, I'll have to check that out. I have this muse at a friend's comm too. Want to do both?

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Yes please! :D

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Yessss.

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