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[onetrackminds]

So, you want to play. Sure, fine, I could be up for that. First, though, and don't take this the wrong way, but I really do need to know: What exactly are you planning?

I could refuse to cooperate. I'm very good at that.

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[onetrackminds]

Wait-- I've heard of you.

[antivan_comfort]

Only good things, I hope.

[onetrackminds]

Now that would be telling.

[antivan_comfort]

It is no matter. The real thing is always better than mere gossip.

[onetrackminds]

Actually, what I heard seems fairly accurate so far.

[antivan_comfort]

Truly? Then you must have an excellent source.

[onetrackminds]

The Hero of Ferelden. She mentioned you a few times.

[antivan_comfort]

I see you only consort with the best. In which case, we shall obviously get on famously.

[onetrackminds]

I don't doubt that.

[since Zevran didn't like templars, that is. That earns him huge bonus points >.>]

I haven't seen her in a long time now.

[antivan_comfort]

Then it shall be a most pleasurable association for us both.

[Even if he mostly doesn't like them because they're stuffy and think everyone else should be, to...]

In that, you are not alone. I had business that took me elsewhere. And then, of course, I was sent into outer space.

That last was rather unexpected.

[onetrackminds]

Outer space? What do you mean?

[antivan_comfort]

That was what my mun had planned for me.

[onetrackminds]

That cannot be possible.