An hour past dark, any door Tsia, Anders or Logan try to open will lead to the same blackened corridor. Inside, the Headsman waits, ever-sharp axe slung over his shoulder as he beckons them forward. Any attempt to fight or flee will be quickly silenced by the Headsman and the blunt side of his axe
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His eyes move to the woman screaming and flailing the entire time. Normally Hawke would help, but he's seen what happens when people try. It would just be an exercise in futility and he's had enough of those. There's nothing Hawke can do for any of them now but watch.
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Quietly, she took her place at Hawke's side and folded her arms. "The woman is only making it worse for herself."
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When Vie speaks his eyes move back to the woman. "It reminds me of someone trying to bathe a cat." Always the one way to say something completely appropriate when needed to.
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Her attention leaves the punishment at hand and turns to Hawke. She knows him well enough to know when something is up, and right now he's really not trying to hide it. Anders might be getting off lighter than she'd first thought, but punishment was still not something to be taken at ease.
"Would it be foolish of me to ask if you're alright, Garrett?"
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Hawke can't seem to bring his eyes away from Anders though. There's nothing more he hates than being useless and right now that's all he is.
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"It could be much worse. He'll be alright. This seems more humiliation than physical punishment."
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"He's done pretty well at humiliating himself. They didn't need to help with that."
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Her gaze fixes on Anders. What a mess this all is.
"Even so, this is better than my homeland would ever give. I'll be thankful for that."
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