Wow, You have noooo idea how many times I've rewritten this and the next chapters. I was never happy with anything I had written but I'm happy now! It's not as long as I wished it was but eh, what can you do when you've rewritten so many times?

Hopefully, this chapter is a lot better then the ones I had written and posted.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything remotely similar to Dragon Age: Origins. I only own the Player, She/Her/You

Like always, Alistair's thoughts.

-Chapter Start-

Alistair was on his back, staring blankly at the slightly blurry sky, white fluffy clouds going by. The scene would be entirely different, if he knew what She looked like, honestly. But since he didn't, the scenery was justa field, surrounded by trees with only the vast blue sky to look at.

At odd moments, he thought he'd hear the faint sound of someone-Almost sounds female sometimes, but it's too blurry to tell most of the time- chatting or laughing but he chalked it all up to another person in the Fade and completely ignored it. Content to just lie there until She decided to play a character again.

And that's when the place Alistair thought up started to change, instead of lying down staring at a nice blue sky, he was staring at the Mage and the Mage was getting frustrated, making Alistair grin as he went on delivering his lines, sensing Her nearby.

Alistair watched in faint amusement as the Mage stormed away and She came up towards him. He felt a small wave of relief hit him as She came up to him as a woman and not a man this time. Because we both know She only creates a male character to screw the Elf, Zevran. He thought, lips trying to twitch into a smile when he could practically hear Prowls answering bark.

But finally, he got to see Her, finally, he was alone with Her and could see how She looked like this time. So Alistair let his eyes wander over her body as discreetly as he could.

How…strange. She's small but human. He thought, eyes running over her ears again. Her build would be for an Elf but She's human…the female human is always taller then the female elf though, so what happened? Is there a glitch somewhere?

"I know, right? The Blight always seem to just bring everybody together for a rather fun time, no?" Was that sarcasm? I know that's not Her usual sultry voice She picks. Alistair's eyes narrowed the slightest. Wait, wait, wait. That is not one of the Dialogue options! His thoughts were going haywire when there was a jerk in the scenary and everything froze before Her appearance changed.

Oh…Alistair blinked, having not noticed the sudden jerk and change. That was weird. I was just staring at her with human ears, now they're Elf ears. He thought, eyes running over her figure again as She paused.

But then everything started moving again and he went on like a well rehearsed actor, his thoughts of earlier fading away as She lead them to Duncan, leading to slightly newer thoughts.

She is…Tabris, if I am assuming correctly. And since I'm human…would she start a romance with me? His brow furrowed, Is She going to over look me for him again? Or is She going to go after Leliana? But he was different from the rest. They both knew that. But if only She knew how different he really was…

He was aware of all the possibilities. Some of them good, others not so good. But that didn't really stop him from desperately hoping that he'd be able to see Her or meet Her. He hoped that despite all the choices She made, they'd be together in the end. But as he'd known since the beginning. Everything was all up to Her.

But here, in the present, coming back from his thoughts and focusing on now. Her Elf was now a Grey Warden. And now that, that was over. It was almost time for the upcoming battle. Staring mournfully at the dead bodies of Ser Jory and Davith, they were leaving, going to go talk to Duncan and set off- …to the blacksmith.

Alistair face palmed while She looked over what the blacksmith had.

Of course. We have to see the blacksmith. She couldn't wait for Lothering. He sighed. Then again, there is a lot of stuff in the Tower of Ishaal so I suppose I can see her reasoning. And as She looked over whatever the blacksmith had and selling what She deemed useless. He took the chance to look her over again.

What is it with You and red hair? Is it Your natural hair colour or do You just wish you had red hair? He thought curiously. And grey eyes. You, my beloved, seem to have a fascination for grey eyes and red hair. Because even Your male character…what was his name?…Ah yes, Titan. He had red hair and grey eyes.

He was actually rather handsome too…and his voice was alluring…I wouldn't have minded if You could romance me with him.

Alistair choked, coughing as he actually realized what he thought. Eyes instantly going to his reflection in the armor nearby, seeing his panicked face. This…this is all Her fault! She always makes all her characters sexy and gorgeous! He thought hurriedly. And She, surprisingly, saved him from his own thoughts as She finished with what She was doing. And then they were on their way to talk to Duncan, going to the Tower of Ishaal.

The battle…actually looks rather dull now. Alistair thought lazily. And just like that, as he was striking down Darkspawn with Her , his thoughts went haywire. Thoughts of Her, of what She really looked like and acted like. How much he enjoyed Her company despite the things She did for them to survive. He suddenly wished that She knew he was aware of everything.

He suddenly wondered if everything frustrated Her too.

But the battle was happening, people and Darkspawn were dying and they were running to the Tower of Ishaal as fast as they could. Striking down Darkspawn that were trying to strike Her from behind was all the comfort that he could give himself. Because She was always in front of the people helping her, acting as a shield and taking most of the blows.

But then She stopped at the big double doors leading toward the Tower. Alistair felt disappointment and regret fill him when he noticed everything started to slow down, slowly coming to a stop and he felt himself being pulled back into the abyss as She logged out.

"I'll find you…meet you, one of these days." he sighed as he was forced to sleep, entering his dreams.

Entering the Fade.

-Chapter End-

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Incase you're wondering, I wasn't writing anything XP I was only writing because I'm sick as hell and can't do anything else but sleep, take meds and write.

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