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Sweet Andraste, Cassandra, don't hit on the demons, kill the demons.

[She is 100% kidding now and having aa grand old time.]

[stabsbooks]

[ What is sarcasm we just don't know. ]

I wasn't -

Hawke, they are demons!

[championofsnark]

You're the one focused on how attractive they are.

[stabsbooks]

I am not, I -

You are twisting my words.

[championofsnark]

Twisting words to make you uncomfortable? That doesn't sound like me.

[ It absolutely does.]

[stabsbooks]

[ Cassandra doesn't respond properly, just mutters something that sounds distinctly like "you are just like Varric." ]

[championofsnark]

[Laughter on the other end.]

We're basically the same person, I've said as much.

[stabsbooks]

And here I thought I had finally escaped him.

[ There's wry amusement there, though, buried somewhere beneath the exasperation. ]

[championofsnark]

Afraid not. We're two sides of a whole. He did make me seem a lot more heroic in his tales, little do people know I'm a snarky bitch.

[stabsbooks]

[ Cassandra makes an indignant noise of objection. ]

If even half of what Varric said was true, there is no doubt that you are a hero.

[ Yes, it's easy for Hawke to press her buttons, and getting easier every day, but she's still the Champion, and Cassandra still has stars in her eyes, to some extent. ]

[championofsnark]

[That makes Hawke inwardly cringe.]

I mean, he got the facts generally right, but.

[She is uncomfortable with being called a hero okay!]

[stabsbooks]

[ But what? Cassandra doesn't push it, though. She knows too much about being called a hero, about how uncomfortable it can be to be on the other side of that kind of admiration. ]

I take it you are not having any trouble with the demons.

[ If she wasn't, she would have said so and asked Cassandra for help already. Right? ]

[championofsnark]

Define trouble. So far we're having a lovely time!

[There's a whole lot of death being made by her blades.]

Some of these fuckers are giant though. And there's these insect looking ones that poison people, don't let it get to you.

[stabsbooks]

[ Giant insects, wonderful. Cassandra grimaces. ]

I will be vigilant.

Do you need assistance?

[championofsnark]

Yeah sure, I'm at

[She swears under her breath, still fighting.]

About a half-mile to the east of the apartment. I was walking back from the fighting rings when this bloody city went mad.

probably can wrap this one?

[stabsbooks]

I will be there soon.

[ Hawke may exasperate her to near-incoherence sometimes, but any time she so much as admits that she may possibly benefit in some tiny way from Cassandra's help, Cassandra will be there at her side. ]

Yes!

[championofsnark]