Open To Anyone For Anything RP Post

[questionablewit]

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Brilliant ideas and clueless flailing all welcome.
AUs and cross-canon, drama and comedy and shipping.
Just throw stuff at me. It's all good.

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[deblayer]

I am practicing.

And I am showing my work.

..she honestly has the urge to pat his head and call him a good boy

[questionablewit]

I'm very impressed. Really.

But you're still going to have to redo those last few lines.

rude but fair

[deblayer]

I am. And I'm not making it worse.

He's like a little brother, honestly. Especially since she fought almost as much with hers.

[questionablewit]

I have complete faith in your ability to master anything you turn your mind towards.

I like how he goes from tiny bio family to h u g e found family :')

[deblayer]

Thank you.

[And yet, after a few minutes.]

I think I went too far.

Yup yuo. And Hawke lost her family she really needs found family okay. Anders more so.

[questionablewit]

How is it possible to go too far with knitting?

[deblayer]

I now have an empty needle.

[questionablewit]

So you ran out of wool?


[Look she doesn't actually know anything about knitting. It appeals to her more than other crafts because it's like you're stabbing yarn but that's about it.]

[deblayer]

[Does she know it is weirdly impossible.]

No.

Just some of it was on the needle and now none of it is on the needle.

But the dropped stitches are gone.

[questionablewit]

[No, and she's not laughing at you from afar. Honest.]

Hmm. Sneaky wool.

Guessing you'll just have to put it back on and keep going.

[deblayer]

I'm going to have to find someone to help me put it on again.

[questionablewit]

Don't look at me. I'm halfway across town on an errand.

There's probably someone at the ABC. Usually is.

[deblayer]

Can you talk me through it?

[questionablewit]

You think I know how to knit? You have met me, right?

[deblayer]

There is a certain inherent violence and delicacy to knitting which remind me of you.

[questionablewit]

Enjorlas, how sweet! I'm actually flattered.

Unfortunately I'm still clueless. Pick up wool, stick on needle is the best I can do. Especially from a distance.

[deblayer]

Remind me how having a hobby is supposed to reduce my stress and make me better at my job?

[questionablewit]

You're the one who picked knitting. Personally I'd have tried something easier, like juggling chainsaws or climbing Mount Everest.

[deblayer]

None of these things sound better.

[questionablewit]

That was the point.

Why did you pick knitting, though? Some subconscious Madame Defarge thing?

[deblayer]

You put too much credit in my ability to read tone not in person, most of the time.

Because repetitive motion is supposed to be soothing.

[questionablewit]

It's safe to assume that I'm usually being sarcastic.

Out of respect for you and your efforts I am restraining from multiple inappropriate rebuttals. It's very difficult, so appreciate it.

[deblayer]

Sometimes I pretend you're a serious person as an ongoing friendship effort.

I can't imagine what but I suppose I appreciate it?

Joly says it's also important to do something with your hands when you're trying to clear your mind.

you are doing this on purpose

[questionablewit]

You have an impressive imagination, in that case.

...he's trying not to laugh, isn't he.

I have never done a thing in my life

[deblayer]

I can't see if someone texting me is laughing, Hawke.