May 11, 2015
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"Mitzy-min.. Mizzy-min.. Mine? Am I sayin' it right? Or do I now see why most e'ryone calls y'Mimi?" It was a hard name to roll off the tongue. Pretty, but hard.
"Must mean somethin' nice though, right?"
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{ dusteringtopside }
"Mitzy-min.. Mizzy-min.. Mine? Am I sayin' it right? Or do I now see why most e'ryone calls y'Mimi?" It was a hard name to roll off the tongue. Pretty, but hard.
"Must mean somethin' nice though, right?"
[8:13:20 PM] cabbage patch elf: everyone is gonna call u [8:13:21 PM] cabbage patch elf: dickboobs [8:14:12 PM] Mimi "Herald of Bitchnasty" Cadash: ambros I am going to kick your elfy ass [8:14:18 PM] cabbage patch elf: no ur not [8:14:19 PM] cabbage patch elf: can u reach it [8:14:33 PM] Mimi "Herald of Bitchnasty" Cadash: i will HEADBUTT you in the NIPPLES [8:14:42 PM] cabbage patch elf: u will go NOWHERE near my NIPPLES
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“…”
“The fuck was that supposed to be?”
It was a knee jerk reaction, with his staff out of reach and not wanting to reveal himself as a mage to any wandering templars, or reveal himself as Tevinter to any wandering Ferelden mages... a punch seemed like the only option.
Unfortunately, the intruder seemed made of tough stuff, and she was much shorter than he had anticipated. Fasta vass, what was a Dwarven warrior doing this far south? She wasn’t dressed like any Dwarf he’d ever seen, but he’d mostly been exposed to Lyrium merchants.
It didn’t seem like she wanted to fight him, maybe talking might work. “The door was locked, who are you to be unlocking doors to strange abandoned shacks in the Hinterlands!” Andraste preserve him if too much of his Tevene accent came through, it was worse when he panicked.
“It’s a fucking disaster.”
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He huffs out a breath. “It is.” A grin spreads wide over his features. “But it’s a beautiful one.” Best (worst) party he’s ever been to!”