Chars: Val’Aishlym, Dorian
Notes: See description
Ch Summary: "Not just in bed. Sometimes it's up against the wall. Once on the war table." - Cole

Thinking Loudly, Shouting Silently: Inner Machinations of Val’Aishlym

Mustachio

    It was strange. Dorian stood in front of the book cases with his arms across his chest and a hand near his lip. He had watched the Inquisitor walk past him a few times – though he admitted he was mostly watching the sway in his step. The inquisitor would stop a few paces from him and stare then slowly walk past, continuing to stare.

    He – Dorian – sometimes wondered if the elf had caught his staring and that was why he was giving him such odd looks. As the days went past and the elf continued to give him looks – which Dorian noticed was only when he was in the library – Dorian decided to confront the elf about it. “My,” Dorian said, breaking one of the elf’s recent staring spells. “I know I was devilishly distracting, but I didn’t know I’d become a sport.” The elf walked closer to him, his eyes seeming to widen with each step before they went back to their normal narrow crimsons.

    “Dorian…” The elf kept tilting his head from one side to the next – something Dorian also noticed he only did when they were in the library.

    “Could it be that you’re trying to find the perfect lighting to bask in the gloriousness that is my gorgeous features?”

    “We elves cannot grow facial hair like this,” The elf suddenly said, tilting his head to the side again. “I did not realize when you grow facial hair, it was actually alive!” Dorian’s eye brows shot up.

    “What do you mean?”

    “Dorian, your hair moves when I move….I think its playing with me.” The elf had a grin spreading across his face as he tilted his head to the side slightly. “Blackwall’s can’t do this….but I think your hair only likes to play in the library.” With that, the elf turned and began to walk away. He only stopped a few times to look back at Dorian, his grin only widening.

    Dorian reached up with a frown. “My mustache is alive?”