Room 322, Monday Morning

[not_every_mage]

Anders had left his room with plans of buying breakfast in town, but was faced with a dilemma before he even made it off campus grounds.

Namely: Why buy breakfast when you could break a chunk off a building and feast like a king for free?

He worried briefly about whether he might bring the castle tumbling down, but the castle had so many bits of architectural fancy on it that it wasn't hard to find a ball of gingerbread atop a railing that seemed to serve no function at all. He whistled as he came back to the room, pound of gingerbread wrapped in his handkerchief and ready to be feasted upon.

[OOC: Door/post open!]

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[rebelseekspizza]

"Bingo. And maybe a second room with a door if anyone wants to hang out by themselves and be boring," Dante offered.

[not_every_mage]

"Probably a good idea," Anders nodded. "I mean, I'm not planning on being boring, but I've never been to a real strip club. I might get overwhelmed and need to take a moment."

[rebelseekspizza]

"You really haven't?" Dante's eyebrows came together comically. "Seriously shoulda fixed that before."

[not_every_mage]

Anders shook his head. "Not sober, anyhow. To be fair, I've been in enough brothels that I doubt it'll be too much of a shock."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Yeah, but in brothels you've got to pay to see anything, right?"

[not_every_mage]

"Who says I never paid?"

(He hadn't.)

[rebelseekspizza]

"Oh, come on," Dante said, tilting his head. "Like you need to pay to get laid."

[not_every_mage]

"I might have wanted to," Anders said, but quickly gave up the game. "You're right, though. The whores of Thedas don't appreciate the scrawny runaway mage look as much as you do. Besides, I never had the money."

[rebelseekspizza]

"The whores of Thedas have bad taste," Dante said, shrugging. "Anyway, we're bringing plenty of singles, if you wanna live that dream."

[not_every_mage]

"Is it worth it?" Anders asked, with genuine curiosity. "It's not like I haven't seen naked people before."

[rebelseekspizza]

"See, that's why I like strippers best," Dante said, padding towards his bed and sitting down. "They try and make it a real show."

[not_every_mage]

"But they don't let you help, do they?" Anders asked with a rakish grin. "I like the helping."

[rebelseekspizza]

"But it's a lot nicer doing the helping when you don't have to pay for it," Dante said, smirking. He flopped back and reached for the door of his minifridge. "And sometimes you can talk the dancers into coming home with you."

... if your name was Dante.

[not_every_mage]

"That might be a little advanced for me," Anders said, wandering over to sit by Dante. "I might need to see you do it a time or two to pick up tips."

Especially since his name wasn't Dante.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante laughed. "Hey, if you want to, I can show you the ropes," he said, winking.

[not_every_mage]

"I wouldn't complain," Anders said, nudging Dante with an elbow. "Teach me, oh wise one."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Start with working those big browns a little more," Dante advised, reaching to poke him in the side. "Let your hair down."

[not_every_mage]

"It gets in my face," Anders complained, but yanked out his hairtie anyhow and fluffed the fall of blond around his shoulders. "But you think I look better this way?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"I think it's hot," Dante offered. "You've got nice hair, man."

[not_every_mage]

"Thanks," Anders said, grinning. "Maybe I'll leave it down in the room more, just for you."

[rebelseekspizza]

"I'm not gonna say no to that," Dante said, after a moment of deliberation.

By which the narrative meant 'him turning over to scritch a surprise!Blondie behind the ears'.

"Anyway, you'll be fine. Just don't get annoyed by something random or whatever."

... look, Anders was prone to that. Dante had progressed from finding it baffling to finding it kind of adorable, but not everyone shared his insight.

[not_every_mage]

"I don't get annoyed by random things!" Anders protested ... and now Blondie had rolled over and he had to rub her belly.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante snickered. "You so fucking do," he said. "You get ranty, too."

He reached out to tousle Anders' hair while Blondie played her distracting magic.

[not_every_mage]

"There are things worth ranting about," Anders argued, leaning into Dante. "I can't help it if I'm more articulate about them than you are."

(And also smugger.)

[rebelseekspizza]

"More articulate, huh? Is that what we're callin' it?"

Dante kissed his cheek.