[ And shockingly enough, this time she does make it to the bar in Nonah, no random magical spells, shapeshifts, animate toilets, memory swaps interfering this time. She won't say as much out loud, because that felt like tempting fate, but she will hang out at the bar itself, all too happy to chat with anyone already there while she waits for Bull.
She's not exactly the sort to tell stories to anyone who listens like certain dwarves, but there's plenty of other things to talk about. For the most part, she sticks to dogs, not magic or anything fantastical like, you know, dragons. ]
[Not long after Hawke arrives, the Bull himself saunters in. As usual, shirtless. But sporting worn white exercise pants with another ridiculous logo on the ass. He's a regular here, judging from the waves he gets. And the money passed to the bartender without a word.]
[He slides in beside Hawke, already nabbing the little bowl of peanuts. And shoots her a broad grin.]
Looks like nothing shitty happened this time. Go us.
[ Okay, Hawke is by no means the best when it comes to picking out clothing, except-- ]
Bull. This may come as hard to accept, but... I am not sure you should be allowed to buy your own clothing anymore.
[ Unless something shitty did happen on the way to the bar, but only to his pants. This said, of course, after a long moment of mildly puzzled staring. ]
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She's not exactly the sort to tell stories to anyone who listens like certain dwarves, but there's plenty of other things to talk about. For the most part, she sticks to dogs, not magic or anything fantastical like, you know, dragons. ]
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[He slides in beside Hawke, already nabbing the little bowl of peanuts. And shoots her a broad grin.]
Looks like nothing shitty happened this time. Go us.
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Bull. This may come as hard to accept, but... I am not sure you should be allowed to buy your own clothing anymore.
[ Unless something shitty did happen on the way to the bar, but only to his pants. This said, of course, after a long moment of mildly puzzled staring. ]
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Why? What's wrong with my buns?
[... which just makes him laugh even harder. Like this is a fabulous joke he's just made up.]
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Well, for starters, you have a second pair of buns obscuring the view of the first pair. Isn't something like that a crime against everyone else?
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[Said like someone who may have tried this on at least one occasion.]
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[ Technically counting as pants! ]
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Or I did. Kaneda might have set fire to them recently.
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[ Or common sense in getting rid of such terrible clothes, but Hawke's not going to give Kaneda that much. ]
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[He's cackling at that, however, and gesturing to the bartender for a drink.]
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[ And since they're getting the bartender, she may as well put in another beer request herself. ]
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[He'll even be a gentleman and pass her order down to her when it's set on the bar.]
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