An Assassin Underfoot:

[threesovereigns]

WHO: Zevran and Cullen
WHAT: Two men, one office, much irritation.
WHERE: Cullen's lair, Skyhold

Considering the motley assortment of strays that have been turning up daily at Skyhold, it really isn't so surprising that Zevran Arainai ends up among them. (Not that he'd call himself a stray. Ex-Crows such as himself turn up precisely where and when they wish to, so long as they're good enough to stay ahead of the House of Crows' wrath, and he is very good.)

It's more surprising that he's to be found bothering neither the Antivan advisor to the Inquisitor, 'nor his old friend Leliana, but instead has settled himself in a perch on the corner of Commander Cullen's desk that seems to have been designed to irritate any current or former Templar through its sheer insouciance. He has a knife out, and is currently employing the deceptively delicate blade in the service of slicing up an apple. "You need my help, you know," he informs the man, with the sort of grave solemnity that can only mean something highly irreverant is about to enter the conversation.

Thick as Thieves

[threesovereigns]

WHO: Zevran and Sabetha
WHAT: The Rose of the Marrows, the Black Shadow, and the proper cure for boredom.
WHERE: A suitably private den of thieves.

It's not that he questions the necessity of lying low, particularly not after one has not so much kicked a metaphorical hornets' nest as detonated it with a barrel of qunari black powder immediately after making off with any nicely portable valuables the hornets may have had in their possession. No, Zevran is no stranger to the need to let the heat go burn someone else, so he's spared Sabetha any whining about having to be stuck out of sight... at least for the first few days.

Now, he paces the upstairs room as if he hadn't already taken its measure a hundred times before, stopping only to pry a flight of throwing knives free from a target tacked to one wall. "I confess," he says, temporarily diverted by the prospect of throwing the knives at the target again, "I should perhaps put more thought into stealing something to read, next time. Do you know of any nefarious librarians?"