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if this were modern times byerly would probably make you listen to total eclipse of the heart before you were able to leave a message

Date: 2021-05-27 01:15 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n026)
From: [personal profile] cozen
Malédiction!

[ He makes a rapier of his own, points and crosses finger blades, and keeps feigning a duel—lazily, but obviously with some idea how a rapier is meant to work—even while he otherwise drops the act. ]

Usually I am sad to see them go, but… [ Good riddance to Mean Creepy Dream Cousin. ] If he ever reappears, I will be much less nice to him.

Date: 2021-05-27 07:11 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n005)
From: [personal profile] cozen
Ah, [ with a resurgence of his Captain accent, ] then you have fallen into my trap.

[ He swirls his finger, a circular parry to free it, and jabs it—gently—into Byerly’s neck, then slides it up under his chin.

With a sword, maybe it would be sexy. With his finger, he looks more on the verge of laughing. ]


But I did say less nice. So we are clear.

Date: 2021-05-28 02:39 am (UTC)
cozen: (n141)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ Through some huffy laughter at the nibbling, ]

For you? I will go as low as three. Some days. Seven on others. Alternating at random will keep him on his toes, you know?

[ His rapier is very bendy, because he's using it to flick the underside of Byerly's enchanting nose. Then he makes a show of sheathing it at his side and slides his arm around By's middle instead. ]

Do you know him very well? Your cousin.

Date: 2021-05-28 04:26 am (UTC)
cozen: (n168)
From: [personal profile] cozen
Ooh.

[ He sounds more comfortable than salacious—but still equally intrigued. ]

The kind with murders? Or the kind where you are not invited to weddings?

Date: 2021-05-28 01:52 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n035)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ A coquettish aunt for Monsieur le Coquin. Bastien might be charmed, to finally hear tell of a relative that makes Byerly sound less like a solitary outcast among his own family, if she hadn’t died for it. ]

In Ferelden?

[ Must be. Of course people kill for jealousy in Orlais, but among the nobility they usually have to invent some other excuse, like irritation or boredom, so as not to seem unfashionable. ]

Your father’s sister?

Date: 2021-05-28 03:34 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n122)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ Bastien makes a heh sound that’s more acknowledgment than laugh, hesitates, and asks, ]

Is that why your father was such a monster to you, you think?

Date: 2021-05-28 04:11 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n033)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ Bastien’s shrug is small enough it would have to be felt, not seen. ]

If his sister got herself killed for sleeping around, as he sees it, and his brother came along behind her to carry on with her killer… I can see how it might give a man some fucked-up ideas. About what happens when you are promiscuous, you know. About what sort of people men who sleep with men must be.

Date: 2021-05-28 04:57 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n035)
From: [personal profile] cozen
Maybe not, then. Maybe he—

[ Maybe Byerly’s beast of a father doesn’t have to be made sense of. He stops himself, and he twists his head around instead, forehead resting near Byerly’s ear. ]

It wouldn’t excuse him, anyway. Nothing would.

Date: 2021-05-28 05:52 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n129)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ Bastien watches his hands. The half-dozen messages he might take away from them, if Byerly were a bard, jumble together. Like hearing a voice too muffled to decipher except for a syllable here and there. ]

This feud sounds very lopsided.

[ He holds his free hand out, palm up in offering, near Byerly’s busy fingers. ]

Date: 2021-05-29 06:04 am (UTC)
cozen: (n027)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ Bastien drags By’s captured hand onto his thigh, where he presses it to rest palm-up so he can trace it with his fingertips. Around the base of the palm, up and down each long finger, and around again from the beginning. There are no hidden bardic messages in his own fingers. ]

Bits?

Date: 2021-05-30 04:09 am (UTC)
cozen: (n005)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ His fingers pause on their journey around Byerly’s hand while he angles a look up, his serious contemplation on hold for just a moment. ]

What about painting your name on the sides of their cattle in the dead of night?

Date: 2021-05-30 03:24 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n067)
From: [personal profile] cozen
Sometimes letting someone know you could have done worse and chose not to is very effective.

[ He’s pleased, to have earned a laugh in the midst of all this seriousness, and some of that lingers on his face while he returns to business and hand-tracing. ]

Have you encountered them since you left home? I suppose it would be hoping too much for some people to like you more because of it.

Date: 2021-05-30 07:07 pm (UTC)
cozen: (n054)
From: [personal profile] cozen
[ With a little sigh, like it’s tragic, even though he’s still smiling: ]

You will have to settle for being taken in as our own.

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