About being probably sent on that island

[goodforsixthings]

Oh Sweet Pea, of course you couldn't resist taking me up. Very few can...[She smirks a little at that]

But while the idea of a tropical island being something like the Blooming Rose but without the need for coins is very...tempting, I'm not sure I am all for having the open sea right there and not being able to sail it. Even you have to admit that it's a bit cruel from you. It's like putting on display your favorite piece of...let's say meat, and not being able to take a single bite out of it.

Oh. Are you saying that my favorite mage and elf are both already there? Well, why didn't you say so sooner, darling? This is bound to be entertaining enough. [She looks thoroughly amused at the thought.]



...And what's this again about whipped cream coming out of a can?

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[wineorgtfo]

If you can consider that good taste.

[goodforsixthings]

[She grins] I do consider it to be good tastes, so surely it must be.

[Convoluted ways to have her being right is Isabela's specialty.]

[wineorgtfo]

[Oh he's missed you Isabela, not that he'd ever say that out loud. So clearly she should come to Amat.]

Even so, I would advise you to stay away for as long as you can. I would not wish this forced slavery upon anyone.

[Well... give or take a couple people.]

[goodforsixthings]

[Of course he's missed her! And she's missed him too but let's not talk about that either...Clearly she will now. She stays silent for a moment, knowing what this means to Fenris.]

I'm sure there are far worse way to be slaved away than this. At least the price to pay is rather pleasant, no? [This isn't something really foreign to her, being promiscuous and all already.]

[wineorgtfo]

Yet still a price that is a necessity to survival and not always wanted. [He frowns] There is no form of slavery better or worse than another. It is still slavery.

[Maker don't get him going on this topic...]

[goodforsixthings]

[She chuckles lowly] Don't tell me that no one has been intrigued to see how far your tattoos below you spikey armor, Fenris. I will not believe you.

[Aww crap. In between him and Anders, her stay on the island might be rained on a few times, isn't it?]

[wineorgtfo]

Well... no, there is no denying that. I have been there for ten months now, it was bound to happen.

[He never chose death over sex like a certain mage 8|]

[goodforsixthings]

[Oh Fenris! You are almost adorable when you're somewhat embarrassed. Isabela leans closer, obviously loving his reaction.]

Oh? I am sure one was disappointed by that! Please do tell me you used handcuffs or ropes at some point? [Yes, she wants all the details!

It's okay, Bela doesn't get it either. She doesn't like having her freedom taken away either, but come on. Sex vs death is an easy decision for her.]

[wineorgtfo]

[He crosses his arms though his tone is amused.]

And why, exactly, would I give you all the details?

[goodforsixthings]

[She smirks at that. She missed their banter]

Because if you don't, I will have to take guesses at everything you did or not. Shall I begin? [She taps her index on her lips, obviously trying to guess here.]

[wineorgtfo]

How will you know whether or not I am telling the truth?

[Not that she cares, he's sure. Anything she thinks of will be true to her.]

[goodforsixthings]

[She smiles knowingly you know her too well Fenris]

Oh, I would know if you're lying or not. Making stories up is right in my alley, remember?

[And she has so many in her head about him now. Sex island and brooding elf is such a heady mixture after all.]

[wineorgtfo]

[He raises an eyebrow.] Go on them. Perhaps I'm feeling generous tonight.

[goodforsixthings]

[She taps her index on her lips, clearly thinking about this one.]

Hmmm....I think you are more of the rope type. Oh! You bound her wrists to your bed and took her from behind and you grope her bountiful breast as you pressed her to the mattress and bite into her shoulder as pleasure overtook you...

[She has a dreamy look for a moment ebfore she shakes her head]

Oh no! Even better! She used melted chocolate to retrace your tattoos and making a trail down that she slowly licked more than once, making sure there's nothing left. Nothing...

....Or maybe both. Mmm yes, you did both...[Isabela fans herself with her hand. Where is Varric to write down all of these good stories?]

[wineorgtfo]

[Oh Isabela, so detailed...]

I am only going to assume these are desires you have yourself.

[goodforsixthings]

[She has a very vivid imagination, no surprise there. Isabela tilts her head and cocks an eyebrow]

Why are you asking? Are you offering yourself to fulfill them, Fenris?

[She may or may not be joking here.]

[wineorgtfo]

I suppose we will only see if you ever arrive on this blighted island.

[May or may not be hoping she does, secretly. Maybe.]

[goodforsixthings]

[Admit it Fenris, you are so totally hoping she wants to do dirty, sweaty, sticking things with you in that spiky armor...

Isabela smiles coyly at him]

Indeed we will see. If I do, I expect a full glass of wine and some stories from you.

[wineorgtfo]

[Admitting would take half the fun away~]

Fine, it is a deal.

[Granted he won't remember this conversation but maybe he knows that.]