Date: 2018-06-14 12:25 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] theirondragon
theirondragon: (bull_022)
[He chuckled, shaking his head.]

Hey, I like them, remember? [And a shrug.] They came in pretty colors.

[The shuttles are so small, and this place is bigger than his own ship. That's annoying.]

So, I'm a guest, right? Aren't you supposed to offer me something to drink or something?

Date: 2018-06-14 02:38 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] samahl
samahl: (down but not out)
For now, you have me?

[He offers. He tilts his head a bit, trying to look at Dorian's face but in an unobtrusive way.]

I'm yours for as long as we're both here.

Date: 2018-06-14 02:39 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] samahl
samahl: (smiles to the side)
Speaking of...

[He moves closer, clearly wanting to go in for a kiss.]

Date: 2018-06-14 02:51 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] samahl
samahl: (dorian; time alone)
[Cyril lets himself enjoy the kiss, drawing it out for as long as he could. He is letting himself treasure Dorian for a bit.

When he pulls away he smiles at Dorian.
]

Bed?

Date: 2018-06-14 02:53 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] samahl
samahl: (listening cute)
[Cyril moves to sit with Dorian and settles a hand on his leg.]

I will be here any time you need me, to offer a distraction, to talk, to sit here in silence. You tell me what you want.

Date: 2018-06-14 03:01 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] theirondragon
theirondragon: (bull_024)
[Bull's not a stranger to grief. He's had to tell fathers, mothers, wives, daughters, and sons people weren't coming home. He's seen the same thing in his boy's eyes when one of them didn't walk away from a job, and he'd known Dorian and Leilani were close even before he agreed to meet him here.

Still, someone had to tell him, and it may as well have been him. He could take it, and he could be a shoulder. He had two pretty big ones, after all. He didn't have the bond with Leilani that he did with his boss, but it was getting there. She had a lot in common with Brionne, actually and he couldn't help it. He was glad he'd been there to put her to rest properly, at least. She deserved that.

He didn't have much in the way of comfort, except that the undead were unfeeling, and based on the wound she'd suffered, she passed out before she died, and she would have bled out fast.
]

I'm sorry. I know you two were close. It's not much, but she didn't suffer long.

Date: 2018-06-14 03:05 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] samahl
samahl: (i see you)
You're acting as if anyone could have enough of you. [He teases, certainly pleased to have Dorian pull him.]

Date: 2018-06-14 03:08 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] samahl
samahl: (all leader-ly)
[Cyril shifts his arm to wrap his arm around Dorian.]

Then this is where I'll be.

Date: 2018-06-14 03:13 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] samahl
samahl: (experienced)
I hope I've never given you reason to think I have horrid taste.

[He speaks as he also paws a bit at Dorian, wanting to start getting them both naked.]

Date: 2018-06-14 04:00 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] samahl
samahl: (smiles to the side)
Oh. Good.

[He replies with a grin, though he seems way more concerned with pulling off clothes and trailing his fingers over Dorian's skin.]

Date: 2018-06-14 04:28 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] theirondragon
theirondragon: (bull_008)
[One didn't need years of Ben-Hassrath training to see the cracks forming in that careful veneer of his. He recognized the fear in his eyes for what it was, the realization you're being caught in an avalanche and that you're willing to literally anything to avoid all the falling rocks.

It usually resulted in some pretty stupid decisions. It occurred to Bull it was possible Dorian had never, until this moment, experienced the loss of a friend to sudden death. The other Vint had been his friend, Felix, but he'd had the Blight sickness. Dorian had had time to come to terms with that one.

He reaches across the booth, meeting Dorian's eyes pretty intensely considering he's only got the one eye to stare with.
]

Calm down.

[His tone's different, gentler than Dorian's probably ever heard it before.] Take a breath.

[Commanding, but not dominating. It's a voice that's meant to bring order to thoughts that are obviously running rampant through his mind.] Hold it, and let it out slowly.

Date: 2018-06-14 05:03 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] theirondragon
theirondragon: (bull_020)
I never said you were.

[His tone's the same, though, gentle but not demeaning.]

But I get not wanting to stick around here. There's a lot of people. How about we take a tankard or two to go?

Date: 2018-06-14 05:16 am (UTC)From: [personal profile] theirondragon
theirondragon: (bull_025)
[Bull nods. It's not like he's psychic or anything, but Dorian's not nearly as hard to read as he thinks he is, either. Not to mention, Bull's mind's sort of going in the same direction. There are a lot of people here.

As for being understanding, taking care of other people in is Bull's nature. He doesn't have anything against Dorian. The mage has proven himself to be the antithesis of most people from his asshole country on more than one occasion, not to mention all the shit Bull knows he's stood up against that most people wouldn't dare.

He respects the guy, but he also understands up until joining the Inquisition, for all his swagger, Dorian's lived a pretty sheltered existence. He doesn't mind fronting for some hard stuff, stuff that's not meant to be drank all at once, two bottles of it actually, and motioning toward the door. Taking care of someone else was therapeutic for Bull in its own right, a comfort in the face of not being able to save people. Again.

Dorian's reaction to this, though, was severe, and it brought to mind something, as they left the bar, that he hadn't brought up with the mage yet.
]

So...you knew Leilani a while, right? Is...she from your world?

[That's the only reason he can think he'd be this affected by it.]

Date: 2018-06-14 03:47 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] theirondragon
theirondragon: (bull_004)
[He nodded, making a mental note to ask him who his Inquisitor was but some other time. This Dorian is just like the Dorian he knows, and he wants to keep it that way for now. Familiar is good.

Still, something he'd noted when he'd headed over to the First Breath a few days ago was still unexplained. Mostly because it wasn't isolated.
]

Okay, so...what happened? You've looked rough for the past week, well...for you anyway.
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