[and she tends to lash out when people do it to her. she is a Wazzo, the daughter of Bgztl, the latest in a nearly six thousand year dynasty. that means something, even here. perhaps even especially here]
Love softens the blows. Polly likes to gum my finger in her mouth. She doesn't use her teeth, she simply mouths at it.
That's probably why Bgztl high society only likes those awful little yappy dogs, the ones they can fit in their handbags. It's impossible to get disheveled when dealing with one of those.
[she giggles] Right, right. But they'll be open eventually and I believe that we're to go shopping?
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Love softens the blows. Polly likes to gum my finger in her mouth. She doesn't use her teeth, she simply mouths at it.
That's probably why Bgztl high society only likes those awful little yappy dogs, the ones they can fit in their handbags. It's impossible to get disheveled when dealing with one of those.
[she giggles] Right, right. But they'll be open eventually and I believe that we're to go shopping?
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[He pulls a face.] They have dogs like that in Orlais. It's an insult to dogs. A great wrong to breed them so.
And if this war ever ends, yes, we shall.
((OOC: I'll be tossing up an open log sometime tomorrow. I'd be happy to shoot you a link.))
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From your descriptions of Orlais, it sounds more and more like home. [a pause, followed by an emphatic] Yuck.
Sounds like a plan!
((OOC: got your message and on my way!))
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[He smiles and dips his chin.]
Then I shall see you soon, I hope.
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[she beams]
Looking forward to it!