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This chapter is from some of of the in game dialogue that comes up between Alistair and Leliana. Enjoy ^_^
Casual Conversation
Okay Alistair. Get a hold of yourself. You can do this. Just try to make it casual conversation. That's right, casual…he thought to himself as he made his way over to Leliana's tent. She was fussing with her armor, saying something about how it would do much better had it some colors in it.
He took a deep breath. "Hello Leliana, having trouble with your armor?"
She looked up at him, her eyebrows furrowed looking somewhat like a pouty little girl. Alistair almost laughed.
"Not especially. I was just thinking how it would look much better if it had some lavender on it. You know, like little lacey patterns or flowers across the shoulders or something."
"Riiiight…and I suppose ribbons from the hilt of your sword would make it look swooshier too." He said with a grin.
"Now that you mention it, ribbons would look nice hanging from the hilt of these!" she said getting excited and drawing her daggers. She dived for her pack and began rummaging through it.
Alright, give it a try he thought encouragingly to himself.
"So... you're female, Leliana, right?" Stupid! What a stupid thing to say! You really are an idiot!
Leliana sat back from her pack, a look of fake astonishment on her face. "I am? That's news. When did that happen?" She looked over her body with mock amazement and cupped her breasts for good measure. Alistair tried to keep his eyes higher up feeling himself blush.
"I just wanted some advice. What should I do if... if I think a woman is special and--" he said hastily trying to get the conversation back to where he wanted although the way Leliana moved her hands ever so slightly made his brain start to get slightly fuzzy.
"You want to woo her?" She said, still not taking her hands away. "Here's a good tip: you shouldn't question her about her female-ness." She tousled her hair for good measure.
Damn, this is bad! Very very bad! Why does she have to…oh why does it remind me of Sabriel's…no! Don't think of that! Think of cold, yes cold snowy mountains, icy Lake Calenhad…
"All right, yes. Good point." He managed, feeling his face bright red now,
"Why do you ask? Are you afraid things will not proceed naturally?" She asked dropping her hands now.
Alistair breathed a sigh of relief and looked towards the ground a little sheepish. "Why would they? Especially when I do things like ask women if they're female." He said honestly.
Leliana made a small sound that sounded like "awwww". He looked up at her face and he expression had softened.
"It adds to your charm, Alistair. You are a little awkward. It is endearing."
Alistair was confused. "So I should be awkward? Didn't you just say not to do things like that?" Maker be blessed why did women have to be so damn complicated!
"Just be yourself. You do know how to do that, don't you?" she said with a little laugh.
"All right, forget I asked." He said with a small sigh and turned to walk away.
"Alistair, wait!" she said taking a few steps after him.
He turned around. She beckoned him closer and whispered in his ear.
"Flowers are always appreciated. Try watching her and see what she likes, what does she admire or look at longingly." She gave him an encouraging wink and trotted back to her pack.
Alistair smiled as he walked back towards his tent. He knew what to give her now.
Yay! I'm not sure which scene I want to write about next....but I'll have it up soon!
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