Zevran: To answer your question, Alistair, the Crows would house us all together in a big room when younger. Separated by genders, of course.
Alistair: Ah, trying to cut down on any hanky panky.
Zevran: Quite. Not that it always worked.
Alistair *laughs*: In the Templars, you kept a close watch on your socks lest you wake up, grab a random pair, and find your foot landing in someone else's cu...
*Warden walks past, her eyes flitting over to the pair*
Alistair *stammering*: Cu...cu...kumquat! That's my favorite vegetable. Mmm, mmm. So tasty. Thanks for asking.
Warden *glances from a blushing Alistair to Zevran*: What was Alistair talking about?
Zevran: How he pleasures himself.
Alistair: I was not... That wasn't at all...! You're just...! Words and other things to distract you!
Warden: Oh. *blushes as she turns to walk away*
Alistair: How could...that wasn't at all...I didn't say that!
Zevran: Calm yourself, my stiff-socked friend. She's already told me of a good three different fantasies she's had involving you with lance well in hand.
Alistair: What?!
Zevran: Our dear Warden has quite the astute imagination.
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Dragon Age One Shots
FanfictionI've been adding lots of short stories to Tumblr recently and wanted a chance to share them here for anyone who doesn't have tumblr, or hates reading there. Here come all the Dragon Age one shots!
