Quest 001: A Favor for a Favor

[neverheardofhim]

[Varric had lost track of the days he'd been on this backwater planet. New time systems and science involving orbits and science the likes of which he'd never had the time for made him feel a bit... temporally lost. He'd spent most of his time fiddling with his new devices, wandering about and grousing about how he was effectively useless, thanks to his weapon being strapped to his back.]

[But there was one thing missing.]

[He'd done enough fucking around to figure out just how the TAB worked. He'd experimented by sending a few small videos to the contacts he'd gathered up -- mostly insisting that the Hawke's eat their meals and drink whatever water they could find. The usual stuff.]

[Now it was time to get down to the important business. The feed clicked on, with Varric's face perfectly in view. He gave the device both a crooked smile and a nod of acknowledgement.]

A message to whoever's listening. You don't know me, I don't know you. That's all well and good, but I make a living off of knowing people. [Varric lifted a bottle of clear liquid into view.] So. What better way to bond than over a drink or two?

[He lifted the bottle to his lips, taking a long swig from it. When he looked back, his lips cracked into a grin.]

You can have a bottle all for yourself if you do me just one favor. Find me a quill, some ink and a decent notebook, and it's all yours.

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[shadowblends]

[That would be a nice change from all of the 'blue' puns and nicknames. Not that he's bothered by them or anything.

He drew his hand away after a few moments, hoping that it wasn't too long (or too short, for that matter) of a handshake; Kurt was slowly, but surely learning that most people enjoyed their personal space and lingering touches sort of interfered with that.

Ignore the violet tinting of his cheeks from the compliment, Varric.]

Ja, thank you. I will remember that.

[neverheardofhim]

Of course.

[Varric looked around at the dark walls of the cave. He lifted a hand, scratching at the stubble on his chin, before flicking his gaze back to the kid. Anyone else and he might have asked about getting a drink, or playing cards.]

[Too blighted young for that, he figured.]

Anything else yours truly can do for you? [If not, Varric would continue on his pencil quest. Maybe if he was lucky, he could have a pencil by the end of the day.]

[shadowblends]

[Drinking would be off the list, but some sort of card game could be arranged. If it was something he had no idea of how to play, it wouldn't take long to teach him; he's a fast learner and probably too smart for his own good at times.

Although, Varric still has things he should be collecting and Kurt doesn't want to waste anymore of his time than necessary.]

At the moment, I do not think so. I hope that the notebook works out well for you and if I find anything that might help you out, I will be sure to contact you again.

[neverheardofhim]

[A card game would certainly have to be organized. Varric needed more players anyways. And with Kerrigan promising to teach him something called 'poker...' Besides, this bunch looked like it needed something to life their spirits.]

[He nodded to himself. Soon then.]

I'll be seeing you, then. Don't hesitate to come find me, alright-- [Varric paused for a moment, looking Kurt over.] --Spades.

[shadowblends]

[Poker may not be the best game for him to learn first, but he's fine with whatever people want to teach him.

The nickname caught him off guard at first; he was used to his codename or some variation of it, maybe even 'Blue', but 'Spades'? That was something entirely new and different for that matter.

Kurt grinned, his head dipping in gratitude.] I will keep in touch. Thank you, Varric.

[Then, after readjusting the box in his arms, he turned on the ball of his foot and began to head back toward the camp, an obvious bounce in his step.]