Something in Satin

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Merrill: What about this?

Hawke: Seems too flimsy for battle? Silk tears so easy, and you can never ever get blood stains out of it.

Merrill: No, I mean for *whispers* sleeping in.

Isabela: Oh Kitten. You don't need to waste your coppers on this.

Merrill: I don't?

Isabela: Of course not. I only sleep in the nude. Anything else just gets in the way.

Aveline: I can't believe I'm saying it, but I agree with Isabela.

Isabela: *Psh* You'd rip every silky neglige in Orlais with a flex.

Aveline: I knew I'd regret speaking to you the moment I opened my mouth.

Merrill: What do you wear in bed, Bethany?

Bethany: Oh, I have a...a robe.

Hawke *whistles innocently*: And a long tunic with an embroidered kitten on it.

Bethany *blushes*: You swore you'd never say anything!

Hawke: Come on, Sis. If a guy can't appreciate your cat-loving wardrobe, then he's not worth it.

Aveline: Naked is easier to clean as well.

Isabela: Ladies, ladies, there's still one pressing question hanging above all our heads. *turns to the last member of their group* What do you think?

Fenris: That I should have gone dragon hunting with the abomination and dwarf.

Hawke: That's Varric's code for getting his bunions taken care of.

Fenris: *growls*

Hawke: We need to get Fenris something special and satiny!

Fenris: *mumbles* Can it be green?

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