Voice testing (Game suggestions welcome!)

[bitofanarse]

Look, alright I know you miss 'playing with me'...and NOT LIKE THAT! Makers breath...just...if you have to find somewhere for me...just...I don't know...make sure I know people. People who aren't related to me...

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[ladychuckles]

[Don't sulk, Carver. Your face'll get stuck that way.] Well, I wouldn't say "little", considering the size of that broadsword you manage to swing around like it's a feather, but you are a Hawke, Carver. There's no escaping that. [a half-sympathetic shrug.] Changing your name to Amell may help, though.

[bitofanarse]

You are still known as the beloved scion of the Amell family. And I like being a Hawke...I just don't like being compared to you...

*More sulking*

[ladychuckles]

[Sulky boy...why did she miss you again? Oh, yeah, you're her baby bro and you died on her watch. Pardon her for caring.]

Well, if it's any consolation to you, you'll always be the Hawke family scion when it comes to swords. I can't so much as lift that damned thing without tipping backwards and you know it. [yes she did just huff.] Granted you can't shoot a straight arrow to save your life, so I suppose we'd be even there.

[bitofanarse]

Arrows are for pansies.

*he smirks faintly*

[ladychuckles]

Maybe. [a smirk right back at him.] But they still hurt like a son of a bitch. Especially if you get them in...awkward places.

[Tease tease tease. ...granted she's speaking of her throat and not anything lower but still.]