Voice Mail!

[not_every_mage]

-- aste's corset, how do you know when this contraption is working?

Er, hello. This is Anders. Do ... whatever you do when you're talking to one of these things, and I'll respond when I can.

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[OOC: This journal is for RP purposes only. I do not own Anders, Dragon Age, or Toby Regbo.]

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[spin_kick_snap]

That kiss. For one long, glorious moment, everything was good and right between them.

And then the kiss was over and the moment ended and they were just two kids standing in a blood-drenched hallway, one leaving, the other staying. "I know," she said. "And I don't blame you for that at all." Honestly, even as much as it hurt, it was probably one of the most mature things she'd ever heard him say. "Thank you for not trying to use love as a way to get me to do what you want."

Her parents wouldn't have hesitated.

"When I come home, we can see what's left. See if there's something we can build on. But even if there isn't, I love you. And you'll always be my best friend."

She gave him a victory-sign and stepped back. "Go shower. I'll get you a portal."

[not_every_mage]

"No, I tried every type of pleading I could think of when I was out here with Dante," Anders said wearily. "Why would bringing love into it work any better?"

He took a few more thoughtful steps. "I'm not making any forever decisions right now," he said. "But when you come home, we can talk about it."

That was the best he could do. Maybe it would be enough. Maybe not. Either way, they'd always be friends.