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Cole ([personal profile] killedwithlove) wrote2015-02-02 01:37 pm

for [personal profile] insurgoaltus

Most of the time, Cole had no problems with sorting himself out from the other Cole anymore. And, with that clarity, he was doing a bit better at being a person, rather than pretending to be one.

Most of the time he did okay. He hadn't started with food yet, but he actually slept on occasion and he would sit for entire meals without losing interest and wandering off. He'd even start drinking water some of the time–Varric had a made a rule that no one was to give him anything stronger.

Most of the time, Cole had stopped simply teleporting places and instead walked. But he can't have done that to get into Dorian's private chambers at night, because the door was still locked, the mud pooled around the corner Cole was huddled without making a trail into the room.

He murmured to himself, but didn't actually try to wake Dorian. Just whispered, "She won't wake up," over and over into the darkness.
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-03 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Most of the time, Dorian locked his chambers because he didn't want to be horribly murdered in his sleep.

No, really, that was an actual concern of his. There were all kinds of assassins running about this place (two of which who were on the Inner Circle, no less, and he had his suspicions about Leliana as well.), and frankly he didn't want to wake up with a dagger in his face.

Other things? Certainly. Daggers or other sharp things? No.

... of course he wasn't expecting to hear Cole's voice, penetrating his dream, muttering, "She won't wake up."

He snorted, knowing that it was probably Cole and not some random demon in the Fade the only thing keeping him from throwing a fireball. The fact that the young man was curled up in the corner, mud dripping off of him? Cemented it.

He pulled his sheet around him (yes, yes, he slept in the nude, what of it?), croaking softly into the darkness. "...Cole? What's wrong?"
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-03 10:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a fair assessment. Cole was an assassin, and a good one at that. Dorian wouldn't ask Cole of all people to hurt him -- again, people would think odd things about him, flirting with Cole.

He would, however, show all the concern that Cole's hat was missing, and his clothes were covered in... well. Dirt.

He looked around for his robe, a frown working over his face, "Cole, you are going to have to give me more than your usual whimsical mumblings. Who isn't waking up? Who can't you find?"
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-05 12:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Dorian's expression melted into concern at Cole's confusion, and he got out of bed, sans without a stitch on, to go over to the young man. He knelt beside him, careful not to touch him, before he murmured softly.

"Cole ... did you fall asleep? Is it possible that you were dreaming, as Solas does? Something so real, from the past, that it makes you think it is happening now?" He paused, and then said quietly, "Is Bunny dead, Cole? Is that why you can't find her?"
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-09 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"...there was an Archdemon?" Dorian tried to keep his voice from squeaking. It worked, barely. "And you still haven't told me who Bunny ..."

He trailed off as Cole kept speaking, his dark eyes widening. He let the boy grab his hand, dirty as it was, and he held on tight. "... was Bunny Cole's sister? Why were they in the cupboard?"

And then, "Why were you trying to find her, Cole?"
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-11 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Dorian winced at the tight grip - yes he had a fairly firm one himself but he held onto a staff. Not something with a sharp, pointed end. Well ... not a short grip and a sharp pointed end, any any rate.

He listened to the story, his expression becoming angrier and angrier. His pale eyes flashed rage for a moment, because it was a story all too familiar in the South. Magic hated, reviled, tortured and abused -- was it any wonder they rebelled?

"Monster ..." He hissed, but that anger vaporized into shock as Cole lurched into his arms. He sighed, because now they were both going to need a bath. Then he wrapped his arms around the boy, holding onto him and stroking his hair. "Sometimes ... we forget what hurts us the most. Especially losing a sibling, or someone we love."

Felix's face flashed across his mind, and he bowed his head. "It's ... all right to forget how they died. It's more important to remember who they were, as they lived. So ... tell me about Bunny."
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-11 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Good. Monsters should be left to ash and nothing." Dorian murmured fiercely, as he kept stroking the young man's hair. He sighed softly as Cole continued to shiver, his cheek pressed against Dorian's chest.

He listened quietly for a moment, before he smoothed his fingers over Cole's cheek. "You see? She's not forgotten at all. Cole remembered her. You remember her. Now I remember her. We might not know where she is buried ... but we can always leave her flowers, on Andraste's shrine."
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-14 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"And you told all of us, so I remember him. So does Varric, and Solas, not to mention Cassandra and the Iron Bull." He sighed softly, stroking Cole's feather fine hair.

He nodded his head gently. "Yes, it would. You mourn her, for yourself and for Cole."
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-16 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, don't you worry about Mother Giselle. I'll be sure the old cow has her hands full with me, first." Dorian smirked deeply, before he smiled a little. "That sounds like a good plan, Cole. But ... in the morning. After you've slept."

He eyed the young man, then himself. "And after we've both had a bath, methinks. Which should come before the sleeping bit of that, too."
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-16 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh ... well. Apparently he would be taking a nap sometime in the middle of the day, instead. He sighed as Cole pressed against his chest, almost into his armpit. Certainly not how anyone wanted a young man to come to their bedroom, he had to say.

Especially one with the emotional naivete of a boy.

"All right, all right ... but you are having that bath." He finally said, giving Cole's hair another gentle sweep. "Then you can sit up with me while I read."
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-17 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
It was a mad mixture of child, spirit, and what Cole was becoming beyond that. He often wondered how they all managed to keep up, to be honest. Still, he was the boy now, and it was the boy that Dorian would take care of.

"Yes, but two days ago you were not covered in mud." Dorian said dryly, "Not to mention making me be covered in mud, and you know how much I hate to be dirty."

Well, he thought to himself with a smirk. At least in this aspect.
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-18 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"I ... " And he thought of that night abruptly - silk and smooth, candlelight and sighs in the dark. Then he closed his eyes and tried to shake the memory away, because Gods. "Right, well, yes. I do. But that's not appropriate imagery for you to have, Cole."

He quirked his mustache up. "And while I feel honored by that privilege, I would still prefer to be clean." He thought about it, then mentally shrugged. "In Minrathous, the men bathe together. Would you prefer to do that? So you are not alone?"
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-18 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
And there they ran into the sticky wicket of what of Cole was a young man, and what of Cole was a spirit. Dorian pressed his lips together, thinking of his time in those same dark corners, and sighed. "Yes ... well. That is a moment of .. of lovemaking. I have had many seductions, Cole, but I have never had that."

Real? Honest? No pretenses? Hah!

He cleared his throat, as he looked down at himself, naked as a lark. "Yes, quite. And sometimes, clothing is optional. Especially while bathing."
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[personal profile] insurgoaltus 2015-02-18 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, that's another problem about wanting to be naked with someone - sometimes they don't want to be naked with you." His mouth curled up at the corners. "And once or twice, you want to do more than just naked things together."

"... Well that's probably because you're not used to having one. I am not embarrassed about my body, but I am not comfortable flaunting it around you." Dorian paused, then added simply. "Because I like you too, Cole, and I don't ever want anyone to think that our friendship has anything to do with me taking advantage of you. So you let me know, if you ever feel ... uncomfortable."

He sighed quietly, "And I will let you know when I am done with my bath, when I get to have it."

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