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A year ago Kira wouldn't have thought she'd be painting a Red Lyrium plagued Tevinter Magister onto a practice dummy to cheer her girlfriend up... yet here she is.. doing just that. It looked more like a blob of red and black, although if you squinted your eyes and turned your head to the side it looks vaguely like Corephishit. This poorly executed idea popped in her head when she caught Sera using the door as a bulls-eye, the Winter Palace and nightmare trip through the Fade seemed to make the elf more anxious for a fight with Corypheus. Kira only hoped this would help, not scare her, since Solas was kind enough to lend her his paint it'd be a shame if it went to waste. She noted to ask Josie to order some more for him, it'd be embarrassing that he lacked paint because the Inquisitor wanted to paint the Inquisition's biggest enemy just to turn it to rubbish.
“Tadwinks?” a sing-songy voice called from behind her.
“Wait! Sera!” Kira hopped up and stood in front of her art project to keep her much taller love from seeing it.
“Too late!” Sera teased then quickly dodged the dwarf's attempts at moving her, “What's this, Inky?”
“Er- nothing,” she made one last attempt to shield it but failed.
“You didn't!” she circled around Kira and squealed at the sight of it, “you matched that shit's face perfectly!"
“I did?” Kira grinned widely, ecstatic to see the elf's enthusiasm.
“I saw it, now we have to use it,” Sera matched her smile. She propped the dummy up by it's post and darted off with it down the bedroom stairs, “Grab our stuff Tadwinks, I'll set up by Cassandra.”
Kira slipped Sera's bow and quiver over her shoulder and grabbed her holstered daggers before setting off down the stair's after her. She only needed to follow Sera's laugh.. plus a slew of vexed nobles shoved aside by the rogue. On the down the main hall she called a quick invite to Bianca and Varric, because only piercing weapons into a poor looking Corypheus could improve morale at this point. Without a word Varric, with Bianca in hand, hurried after. Sera's "Who wants to give Coriphenus a peace of their mind?" followed by a "Me first" attracted even more attention to the over stuffed dummy. By the time the dwarves made it to the overzealous elf a queue had began, already stretched back to the armory door. Bull and The Chargers, of course, formed most of the line. Random members from all parts of the inquisition began following the crowd: a few of the queen's army, inquisition scouts and soldiers even a Grey Warden joined in. Anything to keep them inspired.
Kira could hear Cassandra as she parted through the crowd, "What is that.. ghastly thing?"
She simply grinned at her friend,"Some of my artwork, dear Cassandra, don't you like it?"
"You wouldn't insult the Inquisitor's work, would you now, Seeker?" Varric joined in and elbowed Kira with a wink.
"No, that's not-!" she began, but was immediately interrupted by an impatient Sera. "Tadwinks!"
"Okay Okay," she chuckled and slid the weapon and arrows off her shoulder and into a bouncing Sera's hand.
"Ready?" She had plucked on her quiver and nocked an arrow into place before Kira could wrap her holster around her waist.
"One... two.. three!" THUNK. Her arrow landed in the center of it's forehead. The crowd behind them erupted into a mix of laughter and cheers. It'd been months since she's heard their people so happy, something she's missed dearly since her return from the Fade.
"Your turn!" Sera offered her bow, but the dwarf declined and readied her dagger.
"No good luck kiss?" Kira pouted and offered her cheek.
Sera laughed Kira's favorite laugh, "It's fake, ya dummy!"
"That wasn't a no," she continued, giving her best set of puppy eyes.
Sera planted a quick slobbery kiss on her cheek, "There. Kissed. Now hit 'em, Inky!"
She lined the shot then with a swift flick of her wrist she nailed the dummy right where it's crotch would be. More laughter ensued, a few hands slapped her on the back and the queued continued. Varric.. Bull, with a damned war axe, Krem, Cassandra... Eventually Corypheus was more sawdust than anything and crowd parted happier than it's felt in weeks.
"Best. Day. Ever."