[Shock of all shocks... Vivienne deigns to set foot in the tavern to seek out Iron Bull. In her hands are a set of large gold rings and some sort of purple points. Horn bling.]
Ah, there you are, my dear. I wasn't entirely certain what colors you were wearing to the soiree, so I took the liberty of improvising with those that would suit you.
[ Both eyebrows raise as he takes a look at the obvious ornamentation. He likes keeping his horns clear of that stuff, most days. Too easy to get hung up on crap. But for the party?
[Rest assured, Vivienne spends an inordinate amount of time trying to keep a careful balance between being predictable in a don't-you-dare-cross-me way and unexpected surprises to keep people off balance. Other people. She holds no illusions that he cannot read her moves. He is a spy and she knows well enough he's good at what he does.
She does, however, look him up and down, in intent consideration.]
That sounds as if you have other plans. I must say, I approve of a well-cut coat, left open at the collar to show just the right amount of chest. Too much would be overwhelming but with just the right touches, we could have every woman wanting you and every man wanting to be you.
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Two days before the Soiree
[Beware Iron Lady's bearing gifts?]
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Oh? Yeah. I'm free whenever you've got time, ma'am.
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Ah, there you are, my dear. I wasn't entirely certain what colors you were wearing to the soiree, so I took the liberty of improvising with those that would suit you.
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[ Both eyebrows raise as he takes a look at the obvious ornamentation. He likes keeping his horns clear of that stuff, most days. Too easy to get hung up on crap. But for the party?
Yeah. He might give it a go. ]
Amethyst, huh?
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[A goldsmith would do better, but they don't have one on staff in Skyhold and it's too late to send to Val Royeaux for one.]
Do you like amethysts, my dear? I had considered rubies but worried people would find them unnerving.
[Just a smidge too close to looking like bloody horn tips.]
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[ His enthusiasm for the more intimidating option trails off, and he clears his throat. ]
Ah, but amethysts will do just fine, ma'am.
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[He has a point. Intimidating people does have its uses. A wicked glint takes light in her eyes.]
We'll arrange for rubies next time.
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[ He's used to getting paid, not getting gifts. Tokens left behind by lovers don't count. This is...the intent is different.
For all that cold, hard exterior, the Iron Lady has a few surprises up her sleeves. ]
Lot of interest going around as to what I'm wearing to this thing. Pretty sure Josephine's still worried I'll show up shirtless.
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She does, however, look him up and down, in intent consideration.]
That sounds as if you have other plans. I must say, I approve of a well-cut coat, left open at the collar to show just the right amount of chest. Too much would be overwhelming but with just the right touches, we could have every woman wanting you and every man wanting to be you.
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[ Bull gives a faint snort, as though insults by the very idea. ]
Pretty sure some of the men want me, too.
[ But dressing up pretty really isn't his bag. It feels a little like showing off a prize pony, truth be told, but he's tolerated worse. ]