( Anders hasn't really been much to look at these days, so he can't really blame Venom for not noticing it. He still wears the same, tattered coat he had when he came to Kirkwall three and a half years ago. He ties his hair up with leftover string and can never seem to keep his face clean shaven for very long.
Venom is the more impressive physical specimen between the two of them — with those long, luscious locks and washboard abs that he doesn't always cover up. Anders lets that thought play out across his features, his head craning toward the other man with a devious little quirk of his lips. )
I don't think they will. ( He answers, without hesitation. ) Not when there's a big, strong man like you around. I told you you'd be good for a job like this.
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Venom is the more impressive physical specimen between the two of them — with those long, luscious locks and washboard abs that he doesn't always cover up. Anders lets that thought play out across his features, his head craning toward the other man with a devious little quirk of his lips. )
I don't think they will. ( He answers, without hesitation. ) Not when there's a big, strong man like you around. I told you you'd be good for a job like this.