Baltimore, Friday Night

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Tonight was one of the rare, quiet nights in Baltimore. Banzai patrolled her beat, but other than a few loud fights and a mugging or two, nothing serious seemed to be going down. Hell, it was the kind of night where most people were even sticking to the speed limit and crossing the street at the designated crosswalks. What was a costumed crimefighter supposed to do when nobody was even jaywalking?

Well, currently, she was sprawled out on a rooftop, looking up at the stars. Sure, the neon glow from a hundred signs and streetlights washed out most of them, but the night was clear enough that she could pick out a few. The breeze off the ocean was cool and kept the bugs away, leaving her pretty comfortable. Sure, it was no thrilling chase that ended with a desperate fight in an alleyway or anything, but the night itself was young. Maybe this was just the calm before all hell broke loose and Banzai would end up bringing down a drug-smuggling ring.

She'd done that before. Kinda by accident, but she had done it.

All right, she'd give it another hour or so. If nothing livened up by then, she'd take it as a sign and head back to the island and go to bed relatively early. And until then, she'd relax here for a little bit, trying to pick out constellations by the few stars that made it through the light pollution before going back to patrolling her beat.

Even being a superhero couldn't be exciting all the time.

[And this is what happens when you wanna make a Baltimore post and have zero inspiration! Open for texts, calls, or folks with a reason to be out in Baltimore?]

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"Congratulations," Kathy teased. "You've managed to listen to the radio at least once in the whole year you've been here. I'm so proud of you. Soon you'll get to see a TV show or even a whole movie!"

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"I'm a very cultured gentleman," Anders informed her haughtily. "I know it's intimidating,but I promise i'm not judging you."

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"Aww, you figured out my secret shame," Kathy drawled. "I'm always so afraid that you'll end up realizing that I'm a lowly pleb who doesn't even know a single song about dogs."

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Anders thought for a moment, leaned back, and began to sing:

ou know Andraste's old mabari.
He don't show up in the chant.
And if you ask those holy sisters,
Well, they'll say Andraste can't
Have had some big old smelly wardog.
But all Ferelden knows it right:
Our sweet Lady needed someone
Who would warm her feet at night.

He made it through the first three verses before collapsing into giggles.

"You get the idea."

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Kathy's jaw had practically unhinged itself when he started. Having him go an entire three verses about it had her rolling on the blanket in disbelieving laughter. "Oh my god," she gasped. "You weren't kidding! You absolutely were not kidding! How are there three verses of this? How?"

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"And that was only the first half," Anders said, grinning at her. "It goes on. Fereldans take Mabari very seriously, and the only thing they like more is Andraste."

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"The first half?" Kathy gasped out. "Are there really three more versus of that? Really?" She almost wanted him to sing the rest of it so she could hear with her own two ears all six versus that someone put to paper--and then were memorized by an entire country. "Oh my god, your nation's most popular song is mabari fanfiction. This is amazing."

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"Three or four," Anders said, laughing. "To be honest I usually quit listening after a while. And -- dear Maker, I was going to argue, but it is fanfiction."

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"It really is," Kathy teased. "Someone decided that the blessed Andraste needed a puppy and then wrote an entire song about the adventures of Andraste's favorite dog. I bet it's been immortalized in story and art, too. It has, hasn't it?"

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"Not sure about art, but I know there's a children's book of it," Anders admitted slowly. "Half the boys my age swore it was their favorite. To be fair, Mabari aren't too bad. You know. As dogs go."

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"...In fairness, I wouldn't mind a dog," Kathy admitted, still grinning. "I don't know if I'm amazing enough to have one from a breed noble enough to be immortalized in song, though. I'm no Andraste, after all."

And then before he disowned her forever--

"Let's be fair, though, I'd love a cat, too."

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"You should get one," Anders said, as he would to anyone. "A cat, not a dog. Dogs slobber and beg for attention. Cats are refined."

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"I can't," Kathy said with real regret. "What would I do with it after I graduate. My mother hates animals and I don't think most colleges let freshman have pets in the dorms."