A-Dragon Age
This has nothing to do with anything, it rather mad, and probably won't make any sense at all unless you understand all the box DA chat.. Oh well, it combines some things I like rather a lot so thought I'd post it up anyway :)
Happy random Monday!
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Finally slamming her homework shut, Pipistrelle Tegenaria cast her eyes around the dining room in search of her twin brother. But as always, Myotis’s homework was already finished and stacked neatly in a pile, while the teenager himself had quietly slipped from the table and away in order to not disturb the girls. Hallie was still slowly and methodically ramming her pencil into her forehead, muttering away, and Vesper’s books had not been touched at all. Pipi smiled; no doubt her sister had forgotten and was still staring out of her window upstairs.
Springing briskly from her chair, Pipi ran from the room and in search of her brother.
“Twin-brother! Twin-brother? Where-a have you gone?”
But there was no reply. But straining her pointed ears, Pipi could hear the noise of distant rumblings that told her exactly where her twin was. Bounding up the stairs two at a time, she quickly reached the landing and threw open the door to the room the twins shared.
“I was a-knowing it!” she exclaimed triumphantly.
“Hush, Twin-Sister! I am a-trying to defeat the High Dragon..”
Pipi wandered over to inspect the screen, and instantly scoffed.
“You are a-playing a Mage? A MAGE?! And an elf no a-less! Oh, Twin-Brother..”
“I am a-liking being a mage.” My replied calmly, “it is a-much better to stay out of the fighting and be a-helping from the back.”
“No it is a-not! That is a-most of the boring, it is being far more a-exciting to be playing a human rouge! Then you are a-having dual weapons and can a-be going slash slash SLASH!”
And to prove her point Pipi quickly demonstrated by jumping around the room with rather rapid arm movements. Myotis spun his chair around to happily watch her energetic display of rogue-dom for a while, until he carefully picked up a pen lying on their desk and simply uttered;
“A-Cone of cold!”
“That is not being a-fair!” his sister said indigently, but stopped spinning and pulled up a chair next to him. “That is a-being a lame spell anyway.”
“No it a-is not, Twin-Sister. If everyone is being a-frozen, then you are a-having lots of time to heal them all.”
“A-heal?! No, that is a-wasting far too much time.. Be a-telling Morrigan to cast chain lightning and away you area-going! I bet you were a-siding with the Circle as well.”
My nodded.
“Irving is a-being a fine man, and how can one be a-not a-wanting to help Wynne?”
“But Gregoir is a-having points too! Look at Jowan, mages are a-being dangerous!”
“He repented, Twin-Sister.”
“SO!? I am not agreeing with the a-Blood Magic, but at least he is a-giving you a chance to get rid of Isolde!”
Seeing her brother raise his eyebrows wordlessly, Pipi felt rather guilty all of a sudden.
“But.. Twin-Brother! She was being a-so very annoying! Surely you.. Are you a-never¬ being annoyed by anything Twin-Brother?”
“Oh yes, I am a-being so indeed - such as a-‘Dwarven crafts, fine Drwarven crafts, direct for Orzammar!’, but not by distraught mothers, no. I suppose you were a-killing the elves then as well, Twin-Sister?” he added jokingly, but Pipi just looked shocked.
“Twin-BROTHER! You are a-knowing that Cousin-Ivan is the only one who ever does that.. A-something about ‘siding with his new werewolf roots’.. It is most a-shocking!”
“I am a-in agreement, it is a-much of the better to lift the curse and help them all.”
“Mm..”
They sat for a little in silence, but happily watching as Myotis’s mage took down the High Dragon and harvested the scales.
“..Who are you a-going to be giving the armour too?” Pipi asked after a while.
“Most likely it will be a-being Leliana.” He replied thoughtfully “I am a-quite enjoying her views on the Chantry.”
“Pfft, the Chantry.. I am a-much preferring the a-views on Morrigan on that subject. Leliana is too a-obsessed with shoes. I do not a-hold with that!”
“Ah, but you do not seem to be a-minding when Zevran is a-being obsessed with shoes..” her brother grinned.
“That is a-different!” Pipi hissed back, and at least I do not go all a-dreaming eyed whenever someone a-mentions Alistaaaaaaair..”
“Do not pretend you would not be a-taking his rose at first opportunity, Twin-Sister.” My smiled. “I do not know of anyone who could be a-refusing a White Knight when offered.”
“Well, a-maybe.” She said, giving her brother a big hug as he clicked the mouse. “Now - shall we go and a-slay some arch demon a-bottom?” she suggested.
“Twin-Sister - sometimes I am a-thinking that you can read my mind.”
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Happy random Monday!
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Finally slamming her homework shut, Pipistrelle Tegenaria cast her eyes around the dining room in search of her twin brother. But as always, Myotis’s homework was already finished and stacked neatly in a pile, while the teenager himself had quietly slipped from the table and away in order to not disturb the girls. Hallie was still slowly and methodically ramming her pencil into her forehead, muttering away, and Vesper’s books had not been touched at all. Pipi smiled; no doubt her sister had forgotten and was still staring out of her window upstairs.
Springing briskly from her chair, Pipi ran from the room and in search of her brother.
“Twin-brother! Twin-brother? Where-a have you gone?”
But there was no reply. But straining her pointed ears, Pipi could hear the noise of distant rumblings that told her exactly where her twin was. Bounding up the stairs two at a time, she quickly reached the landing and threw open the door to the room the twins shared.
“I was a-knowing it!” she exclaimed triumphantly.
“Hush, Twin-Sister! I am a-trying to defeat the High Dragon..”
Pipi wandered over to inspect the screen, and instantly scoffed.
“You are a-playing a Mage? A MAGE?! And an elf no a-less! Oh, Twin-Brother..”
“I am a-liking being a mage.” My replied calmly, “it is a-much better to stay out of the fighting and be a-helping from the back.”
“No it is a-not! That is a-most of the boring, it is being far more a-exciting to be playing a human rouge! Then you are a-having dual weapons and can a-be going slash slash SLASH!”
And to prove her point Pipi quickly demonstrated by jumping around the room with rather rapid arm movements. Myotis spun his chair around to happily watch her energetic display of rogue-dom for a while, until he carefully picked up a pen lying on their desk and simply uttered;
“A-Cone of cold!”
“That is not being a-fair!” his sister said indigently, but stopped spinning and pulled up a chair next to him. “That is a-being a lame spell anyway.”
“No it a-is not, Twin-Sister. If everyone is being a-frozen, then you are a-having lots of time to heal them all.”
“A-heal?! No, that is a-wasting far too much time.. Be a-telling Morrigan to cast chain lightning and away you area-going! I bet you were a-siding with the Circle as well.”
My nodded.
“Irving is a-being a fine man, and how can one be a-not a-wanting to help Wynne?”
“But Gregoir is a-having points too! Look at Jowan, mages are a-being dangerous!”
“He repented, Twin-Sister.”
“SO!? I am not agreeing with the a-Blood Magic, but at least he is a-giving you a chance to get rid of Isolde!”
Seeing her brother raise his eyebrows wordlessly, Pipi felt rather guilty all of a sudden.
“But.. Twin-Brother! She was being a-so very annoying! Surely you.. Are you a-never¬ being annoyed by anything Twin-Brother?”
“Oh yes, I am a-being so indeed - such as a-‘Dwarven crafts, fine Drwarven crafts, direct for Orzammar!’, but not by distraught mothers, no. I suppose you were a-killing the elves then as well, Twin-Sister?” he added jokingly, but Pipi just looked shocked.
“Twin-BROTHER! You are a-knowing that Cousin-Ivan is the only one who ever does that.. A-something about ‘siding with his new werewolf roots’.. It is most a-shocking!”
“I am a-in agreement, it is a-much of the better to lift the curse and help them all.”
“Mm..”
They sat for a little in silence, but happily watching as Myotis’s mage took down the High Dragon and harvested the scales.
“..Who are you a-going to be giving the armour too?” Pipi asked after a while.
“Most likely it will be a-being Leliana.” He replied thoughtfully “I am a-quite enjoying her views on the Chantry.”
“Pfft, the Chantry.. I am a-much preferring the a-views on Morrigan on that subject. Leliana is too a-obsessed with shoes. I do not a-hold with that!”
“Ah, but you do not seem to be a-minding when Zevran is a-being obsessed with shoes..” her brother grinned.
“That is a-different!” Pipi hissed back, and at least I do not go all a-dreaming eyed whenever someone a-mentions Alistaaaaaaair..”
“Do not pretend you would not be a-taking his rose at first opportunity, Twin-Sister.” My smiled. “I do not know of anyone who could be a-refusing a White Knight when offered.”
“Well, a-maybe.” She said, giving her brother a big hug as he clicked the mouse. “Now - shall we go and a-slay some arch demon a-bottom?” she suggested.
“Twin-Sister - sometimes I am a-thinking that you can read my mind.”
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