[ He's pleasantly surprised by that bit of information, and a smile pulls the corners of his mouth upward. The response about his bedroom has his eyebrow quirking, though. ]
Is that so? Tell me, is it everything you imagined?
Nah. [He smirks playfully, taking a sip of the brandy before responding further. It was good brandy, but given who gave it to him, he would've been shocked if it wasn't.]
Maker, isn't there a truth to that?? I've been having a rather difficult time finding anything that isn't artificially stuffed with something. Don't any of these places realize the value of a decent feather pillow?
[You know, whether or not Dorian realizes that Bull was teasing him doesn't matter. He's cute when he gets all animated. He chuckles, rolling his shoulder in a shrug.]
I don't know, big guy. I guess it's hard to find people with good taste. [He takes another sip from the brandy snifter, though, and actually sniffs it, because that's what you do with brandy.] This though...this is good shit.
[ Sure, he knows Bull is teasing him, but he brings up a valid point in doing it, so Bull has to suffer for it. Dorian hums in agreement, sipping at his brandy. Finding people with taste is so difficult, and of everyone from Thedas, at least Riona has a bit of sophistication about her. ]
I'm glad you enjoy it. It's not often I get to pull it out for guests.
[As much shit as he gives Dorian, he can't say the guy doesn't have style or taste, and unlike a lot of frumpy nobles, it doesn't come off as fake with Dorian. That's actually part of the guy's appeal. Sure, he whines, and he's particular, uppity, and a little dainty, but it's honest. All that shit? It's just who Dorian is, but it's only part of who Dorian is. He's also a hard-ass with impossibly high standards and a sense of morality that a lot of people couldn't dream of, and that's not just naivety. It was just...him.]
Now I'm your guest, huh? I thought we are all guests or whatever.
[ Dorian huffs, looking annoyed. ] I only meant that I typically don't share.
[ Much of anything, really. With anyone. He only feels close enough to a small number of people enough to trust them with his things that he's worked hard for. ]
[Bull chuckles, smirking.] Is that right? So, I guess I should feel special then, huh?
[But he does reach into the very large pockets of those pants of his and produce the books, which are the reason he flew over here in the first place.]
Ah! [ He'd almost forgotten that was why Bull even came over, and Dorian is quick to take them in hand. Choosing one of them, he reads the synopsis on the back before flipping to the first page.
Yes. He's going to start reading right now. Don't judge him. ]
[Bull chuckles at that, but really only because it's kinda cute. Sometimes, he really didn't know what to do with this guy. Well, he hasn't been asked to leave, he still has some pretty damned good brandy to finish, so he settles back on Dorian's bed, reclining. Silence is fine, too. It's sort of...nice to just not be alone, really. He's used to traveling with his boys, or sleeping near a lot of other people. The bunk thing, the distance of space thing? Weird.
He actually doesn't say anything until his glass is empty, unless Dorian remembers he's there, first.]
Do I get another one or is this my cue to leave? I don't want to interrupt or anything.
[ The story was compelling enough that everything around him was muted. Pulled into the mystery and the surrounding.. It wasn't anything like he'd read before, and not the predictable drivel that Varric writes. It's only when Bull speaks again that he remembers that he's not alone and his head shoots up, looking at his guest. ]
My apologies, Bull.
[ He closes the book, setting it on the desk and clearing his throat. He takes both their glasses and refills them before resuming his seat. He casts a sidelong glance at the book, his foot bouncing in impatience. He was getting to a good part. ]
Don't sweat it, Dorian. I told you they were good.
[He motions toward the book.]
Go ahead. I'll finish my glass and leave. [Though he does look at the book again before continuing.] You know, if you don't finish it before I finish this.
[ It's one that he'll gladly take. Bull hasn't seen the ferocity with which he reads, yet. He wasn't pushing himself before, simply enjoying the story. ]
[ Sometimes Dorian's preference for booze was just too much. Of course, Bull had to remind himself the guy was raised in the upper echelon of Tevinter society. If it wasn't gold flavored, it wasn't good enough. ]
You know, I don't think she wrote 'em to be complicated.
[ He has a sophisticated palate, sue him. They both know that as much as he outwardly complains about it, he does have an affinity for Ferelden beer- which he will deny to the grave. ]
Which has worked in her favor. [ He sounds distracted, immersing in the story again now that he is nearing the conclusion. ]
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Date: 2018-06-24 02:12 am (UTC)From:Smiling, Bull takes the offered glass.]
Go figure, you'd say that. Whoever do you get to turn down your bedclothes, anyway?
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Date: 2018-06-24 10:37 pm (UTC)From:[ Dorian makes himself as comfortable as he can at the rolling chair at his desk, turned toward Bull. ]
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Date: 2018-06-25 04:07 am (UTC)From:[And he stretches, because there's just a lot more room in this room.]
Not that I didn't think about what your bedroom might look like.
[And look, Dorian. He even knows how to hold a brandy snifter properly.]
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Date: 2018-07-03 12:25 am (UTC)From:Is that so? Tell me, is it everything you imagined?
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Date: 2018-07-04 08:13 pm (UTC)From:I think you're missing at least six pillows.
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Date: 2018-07-04 08:18 pm (UTC)From:no subject
Date: 2018-07-04 08:43 pm (UTC)From:I don't know, big guy. I guess it's hard to find people with good taste. [He takes another sip from the brandy snifter, though, and actually sniffs it, because that's what you do with brandy.] This though...this is good shit.
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Date: 2018-07-04 08:49 pm (UTC)From:I'm glad you enjoy it. It's not often I get to pull it out for guests.
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Date: 2018-07-04 09:03 pm (UTC)From:Now I'm your guest, huh? I thought we are all guests or whatever.
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Date: 2018-07-04 09:22 pm (UTC)From:[ Much of anything, really. With anyone. He only feels close enough to a small number of people enough to trust them with his things that he's worked hard for. ]
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Date: 2018-07-05 12:27 am (UTC)From:[But he does reach into the very large pockets of those pants of his and produce the books, which are the reason he flew over here in the first place.]
I guess it's good one of us does, then.
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Date: 2018-07-05 12:36 am (UTC)From:Yes. He's going to start reading right now. Don't judge him. ]
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Date: 2018-07-05 12:51 am (UTC)From:He actually doesn't say anything until his glass is empty, unless Dorian remembers he's there, first.]
Do I get another one or is this my cue to leave? I don't want to interrupt or anything.
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Date: 2018-07-05 12:58 am (UTC)From:My apologies, Bull.
[ He closes the book, setting it on the desk and clearing his throat. He takes both their glasses and refills them before resuming his seat. He casts a sidelong glance at the book, his foot bouncing in impatience. He was getting to a good part. ]
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Date: 2018-07-05 01:19 am (UTC)From:Don't sweat it, Dorian. I told you they were good.
[He motions toward the book.]
Go ahead. I'll finish my glass and leave. [Though he does look at the book again before continuing.] You know, if you don't finish it before I finish this.
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Date: 2018-07-05 01:37 am (UTC)From:[ It's one that he'll gladly take. Bull hasn't seen the ferocity with which he reads, yet. He wasn't pushing himself before, simply enjoying the story. ]
This author certainly knows how to titillate.
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Date: 2018-07-12 04:16 am (UTC)From:[ He nods. ] Yeah, she does. I think she's dead, though. Sucks. Varric could learn a thing or two from her.
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Date: 2018-07-17 04:49 pm (UTC)From:[ He opens the book again, finding his place. Humming, he keeps reading. ]
A pity, really. Her composition is lovely, if a bit simplistic.
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Date: 2018-07-19 03:20 pm (UTC)From:[ Sometimes Dorian's preference for booze was just too much. Of course, Bull had to remind himself the guy was raised in the upper echelon of Tevinter society. If it wasn't gold flavored, it wasn't good enough. ]
You know, I don't think she wrote 'em to be complicated.
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Date: 2018-07-19 03:27 pm (UTC)From:Which has worked in her favor. [ He sounds distracted, immersing in the story again now that he is nearing the conclusion. ]
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Date: 2018-07-19 04:01 pm (UTC)From:Uh huh.
[ But he withholds any further comment, and instead lets the guy read while he enjoys this brandy. ]
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Date: 2018-07-25 11:17 pm (UTC)From:That was a satisfying read.
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Date: 2018-07-29 03:48 am (UTC)From:And that was some satisfying brandy. [ he smiles as he takes his boss's book back. ]
She wrote a lot of books, I'll have to bring some more over. What did you think? Feisty, right, but in a really toned down way.
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Date: 2018-08-09 01:43 pm (UTC)From:[ Bull probably already knows the academic nature of his attention lately. ]
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