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Video/Action 001: Cherrygrove

[When the broadcast first starts, the camera is faced toward a wall, crooked and out of focus. From off screen, there is a soft sound of muttering, likely in an unfamiliar language. Anyone nearby would see him fussing over the device, confusion plain on his face. The Snivy, though not visible on the screen, fixed passersby with contemptuous look. Same old same old.]

[After a moment, and provided there are no interruptions from observers, the camera is righted and a face appears on screen. For some people, the man may look familiar . Others might be won over by the crooked smile that he has directed at the screen.]

Greetings, strange world. It seems we've met again. [He let out a small chortle.] The strangest thing happened to me. I was here, and then I wasn't. I was back home, in the damp, unpleasant woods of the Arbor Wilds. I... doubt any of you are familiar with that name. We gallivanted about for a day, slept again, and here we are.

[He shook his head. Internally, Dorian was more than a little troubled in regards to his in and out appearance. At the very least, he hadn't been bounced out a second time, giving him plenty of time to wander about in an entirely different sort of wilds.]

[Externally, on the other hand, Dorian was just as sly and untroubled as ever.]

I do apologize for the radio silence. I couldn't say for certain I would be here in the morning, and I wouldn't want to break any more hearts by disappearing. [He clapped his hands together.] But fear not. It would seem that I am here for good now. Please, do not hesitate to vocalize your exultation.

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[On the one hand, fuck. Now there's somebody here, apparently permanently, who has the means to make trouble for him. On the other, said somebody is definitely eye candy.

Anders makes up for his moment of weakness in trying desperately to get another glimpse of those biceps by breaking out the biting sarcasm.]

Could it really be Ser Saucy? Maker, somebody pinch me!

No, the name isn't familiar. But ...

Didn't we talk once, before?

[That whole weekend is still a little bit hazy. And weird. He's not too sure if he dreamed half of it or not.]

[Wait... Did he hear that correctly? Kira can't help but jolt up, needing to grab some sort of confirmation immediately. He fumbles with his own device, flipping on the video which he normally doesn't use and if he does it's never on himself. He just--]

Are you telling me that you were here went home and then came back? How did you manage that?

[If he could pop back home for a moment, just a moment that's all he needs, that would be very very great.]

[Truth be told, Dorian's memory was more than a little fuzzy in regards to his first journey. He hadn't even remembered it at all upon his return to Thedas. Especially vague were the details about how he managed to cross between the two on multiple occasions.]

[But this new face didn't need to know that.]

Magic, my friend. I am a particularly skilled mage where I come from. I have no doubt that my latent abilities guided me to and fro.

[Dorian felt a similar sort of sentiment. His expression wavered on the troubled for a moment, before shifting over to a sort of grin. Blurry as the memories were, he never forgot a pretty face.]

I am hurt that you could forget someone as magnificent as me, dear friend. You were the one who helped me figure out these infernal devices, remember?

[Well now he does. It's hard to forget that way of talking. He nods, looking more bemused than anything.]

[That hasn't changed.]

If it helps any, most of that weekend is kind of a blur. But, yeah, now I remember.

[He can't help but feel a little disappointed by that. Though it really was too good to be true. Magic abilities of cou--

Wait.]

You still have magic too? I don't have my, uh... ability, I guess you'd call it, anymore. You seem to be the luckiest guy to have arrived. Calling yourself a skilled mage feels like an understatement if you're able to hang onto your magic and slip back and forth.

You were here before? Is this a habit of this world then?

You ask me as if I am some sort of a professional, darling. I was here, I wasn't, and then I was again. That is, regrettably, all I know of this affair.

[Even if his memory of Johto proved to be too rusty, his home had taught him not to forget this man. In the few seconds that it took for the dusty memories to trickle back in, Dorian truly did look startled to see the other man. A strange sort of racing began his chest, not of fear but of exhiliration, the same way his pulse quickened before battle.]

[And then the memories hit him. It took only seconds for his surprised expression to turn into a sly one. He couldn't remember every bit of their conversation, but certainly enough to ascertain that it hadn't been going particularly well. The fact that he appeared to be at least somewhat amused this time made the Vint feel almost hopeful.]

[Almost.]

Such a delight it is to have accrued such an adoring public. I have missed this feeling. [He fixed a twinkling sort of gaze onto the video of the man, then winked.] And you too, of course.

You wound me so. [Unforgettable! That was what he was supposed to be. He held a hand over his chest, feigning a pained sort of expression.] Do you at least remember this snide beast that you helped identify? [Dorian twisted the camera 'round once more, facing Viridis. The creature merely fixed a baleful glance on the man.]

Oh yes, of course. They tried to weaken me but I remained strong. [He flexed an arm, just for show. Sure, he was laying it on extra thick, to the point of his words being almost entirely unbelievable, but... when had that ever stopped him?]

[Certainly, his magic was gone, just as Kira's ability was. But he'd never been the sort to admit to any amount of weakness.]

Of course, it's terribly draining, so I won't be doing it again any time soon. Don't let it stop you from singing me praises, of course.

No, I wasn't -- ugh. [Anders' eyes narrow as he realizes his ruse is for naught.

Whatever. He's recovered from much worse.]

Typical Tevinter vanity. The multiverse doesn't revolve around you, darling.

[Dorian grinned, all teeth and mustache. He did enjoy it when he managed to get men all a-fluster.]

Perhaps not, my dear. But I should like to think that the posts I make do. Besides, if you didn't want to talk to me, about me, whatever you wish to call it, you wouldn't have shown up, would you?

[FUCK YOU, HE'S NOT A-FLUSTER.]

"Talk" is so... amicable. Try, oh, I don't know, "pester" instead. Hostile annoyance bordering on harassment.

[Because announcing yourself as an assailant is definitely going to prove your lack of murderous intentions.]

I'm sorry. It wasn't intentional. [He is honestly sincere in that, even if certain mustache-wearing people aren't.]

But yeah, I do. Snivy, right?

[As his Haunter leans into view again, grinning.]

Even better my dear. I quite welcome your affections.

This is the opposite of affection! [DOESN'T THIS GUY KNOW ANYTHING.]

That happens sometimes.

Being here, then going back, then being here again, I mean.

_{[Take it from an old-timer, harrumph, etc.]}

It's good that you kept your memories.

Sometimes people come back without 'em.

[Oh jeeze... This guy. Unfortunately Kira does believe him though. His ability was pretty strong but he wasn't like a wizard or anything like that. Clearly there are just some people that are super gifted and talented.]

Easy there... Let's not go crazy. It is pretty neat that you got to keep our magic and everything. And you can go home whenever you like. If you're sooooo super strong though do you think you could send someone else back home, just temporarily. Or does that take too much energy or whatever.

I don't know how this magic stuff works. I read Harry Potter once but that's as much as I know.

There are far too many things I would have regretted forgetting, you know? [Though, admittedly, he had forgotten the second he woke in Thedas. The memories had disappeared like wisps of a dream. But there was a certain face in particular that he would have been remiss to not remember]

[Speaking of...]

Take you, for example. It would be awful to forget such a lovely face.

[Maker, did it feel good to idly flirt again. Things had been far too dour over the past few weeks. They were nearing the final battle, as he recalled. Not many people were interested in having a laugh or exchanging teasing banter.]

Is this not how men win each other over? Idle jabs until we fall all over one another?

[Ah, he remembers the beast. Just his luck.

Viridis, yes. Quite the name, don't you think? It means "The Green" where I am, which I admit does not sound particularly original. But it is a mysterious, unexplored place.

Just like this whole mess.

[Even with Dorian's explanation, Viridis didn't seem particularly pleased. It still sounded stupid, as far as he was concerned.]

[Dorian stumbled for a moment. talking about his own "abilities" was one thing. Being asked to demonstrate them was entirely different. And of course he would ask to go home. A place of sentiment, perfect for Dorian to break someone's heart with.]

[Just his blighted luck. But perhaps if he simply moved past the question, the man would forget it had come up. Already, Dorian was forgetting his little boast. Like many other things, it was getting him into far more trouble than it was all worth.]

Harry Potter? Is he a Magister of this world?

Listen, friend, I know I'm nigh irresistible, but don't expect me to "fall all over" you. Ever. ~~[Unless maybe you hold him with those chiseled arms but DETAILS.]~~

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