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[vitaelamorte]

HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU?!

Your mind is a car, a car in the vastness of the universe, slowly going down the road which connects thought upon thought and you glance at your hands as they grasp the steering wheel, wondering if you are fit to master the curves of creativity, to weather the rocky roads of prose, to order a cool glass of beer at the roadhouse of inspiration no wait a second you can't order a beer you're driving you're test driving your mind car drunk what have you done WHAT HAVE YOU DONE THIS IS THE MIND POLICE SLOW DOWN AND PULL OVER IMMEDIATELY YOU ARE UNDER ARREST I SAID SLOW DOWN THIS IS--



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Kitchen!

[magisterium]

Dorian immediately looks over his shoulder to see if Alistair might be asking someone else about the mystery contents of his container, having only entered seconds earlier himself, but finding no one there, he raises both eyebrows as he turns his attention back to the Warden, offering an affable smile as he makes his way towards the icebox for himself.

"I've been here for months, and even I'm not certain," he remarks easily, his gaze wandering briefly towards the assortment of cheeses that's been laid out. "There's one way to find out, I suppose-- hold on just a moment."

He catches himself, his attention snapping back to Alistair as he realizes that the Warden himself is awfully familiar. A few years younger than Dorian remembers, perhaps, but otherwise, he's unmistakably--

"You're the bloody King of Ferelden!"

Robyn was going to be thrilled, if she didn't already know.

[fatherlesskind]

"What?" Alistair blinks as the stranger stops talking and starts looking at him like he's grown a second head. When the man speaks again he jerks back, shaking his head in immediate denial.

"No I'm not!" Even if the idea is marginally less terrifying now than when it was first proposed he's still really not sure he's ready for the responsibility of leading an entire country. Just the idea of all those people depending on him is enough to make him feel ill.

"Not yet, maybe not ever." The Landsmeet could still vote in favour of Anora or someone else who would do a far better job of it than him - like the Warden's mabari. Or a rock. "And how do you know that? Who are you? You're not from Ferelden." He jabs a finger at the other man pointedly before realising that he's still holding the container of whatever it is in that hand. Putting it down on the counter he clears his throat awkwardly and tries again.

"Not Ferelden. So shouldn't know things. Like that." Yes, very impressive Alistair. Good job there.

[magisterium]

Dorian arches a brow, mildly observing as Alistair fumbles his way through denial. He puts the pieces together fairly quickly, or at least allows himself the liberty of making a few assumptions-- timelines were funny and fickle things, especially here, but he'd learned to take all that in stride. He had already pegged Alistair as being younger than the King he had met, and now he supposed it was safe to assume that like Robyn, he had yet to confront Loghain. Fascinating, really.

"I don't need to be Ferelden. We've met," Dorian offers brightly, along with a self-satisfied sort of smile, "Though you won't remember; it hasn't quite happened yet for you. It was brief, at any rate, but I know full well who you are."

[fatherlesskind]

"That's rude. Telling people that you know things they don't yet. And crazy." And just too much. He's still not entirely clear on where he is but it's definitely not Ferelden. He thought not being in Ferelden would make the whole 'bastard prince' thing not matter. But no. It's still the first thing anyone brings up as soon as they know who he is. Alright, not everyone he's met here so far has recognised him and whoever this is claimed they hadn't met for long but that's not the point.

Drawing himself up to his full height he folds his arms over his chest and glares pointedly at the other man. "It's also rude not to introduce yourself if you're going to pretend to know someone." If pretending to know people isn't against some rules of etiquette that he never bothered to learn then he's going to make it a new rule because this just isn't fair.