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Ellana Ashara ([personal profile] serannas) wrote2015-09-30 01:17 am
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Clan Ashara, assemble!


tag me, you cinnamon rolls. app is here, if needed.
samahl: (ooooh kay honey)

[personal profile] samahl 2015-09-30 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Cyril chuckled a bit. "Careful, I might take that as a challenge and try it on the next human man I find." From his tone was clear he wasn't actually going to do such a thing. It was really hard to take anything in that book seriously.
samahl: (into the wild)

[personal profile] samahl 2015-10-01 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
Cyril considered that. From his interactions with them, he didn't think they were all bad either. Just very stupid.

He shrugged after a moment. "You could always come with Merrick and I next time. It might be easier to have a woman with me."
notyourherald: (oh i might have to be serious for a sec)

[personal profile] notyourherald 2015-10-01 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Cyril frowned a bit. "Too far then," he commented. After all, it wasn't like they could target humans anywhere near the camp. "I'm sorry lethallan, I shouldn't have suggested it." That last part was actually sincere, as he felt guilty for giving her the idea when it wasn't possible.

He couldn't imagine the burden that magic brought.
samahl: (place of my own)

[personal profile] samahl 2015-10-01 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll be happy to," Cyril replied. He took the book back but held it carefully in your hands. "Do you want to keep this?" he asked "It's terrible, and it could get you into trouble, but I won't tell if you do."
samahl: (into the wild)

[personal profile] samahl 2015-10-01 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Cyril gave her a sweet smile and handed the book back to her. It wasn't really a gift, he told himself. Not in the sense that other Dalish would consider it. Just more of a small comfort. It was a secret, an acknowledgement that they both had similar interests. Hers might have been more romantic than his, but it was still important, he thought, that she knew she had a safe place to talk about it. If she needed it.

"I should get some sleep," he said. "There's an early morning hunt and I've already stayed up for too late to be of use." That wasn't true, of course. Cyril wouldn't have gone out if he had thought he'd be useless in the morning. It was simply easier to make fun of himself than acknowledge that there was any sort of meaning behind his actions. He didn't do well with that sort of thing.