THE HAPPY NUDIST AND YOU! [OPEN OPEN, oh, so OPEN]
Characters: Hawke Starfyr golden_hawke and YOU! (AD and ES)
When: June 6th
Where: Near the lake and the elevator
Rating: PG-13 for mostly nudity
Summary: Hawke goes to do a bit of fishing and makes a big discovery.
The past couple weeks had been hard on everyone, especially Hawke. Left with only a few reminders that his First had been here, he had immersed himself with caring and consoling others while ignoring his own grief. After all, missing Sohl wasn't going to bring him back, and it appeared that for now, his Path was meant to be here, even if he didn't understand why.
Today his choice was to be on his own. Even when caring for others, or even attempting to ignore his own thoughts, he needed privacy every now and again. He walked by the lake in his usual garb, a waist cloth that hung low on his hips and ended at the knees. On the simple belt hung a few pouches and a sharpened obsidian knife. Leather strips circled his wrists to partially conceal the thin, white scars that ran up his forearms and his hair was loose, decorated in a few non-native stones and a feather. His eyes scanned out over the water, trying to determine if it was a good day to fish or if the weather was going to prove to be too uncooperative. He would have happily gone swimming if he wasn't certain the giant squid was going to mistake him for a meal.
Hawke paused, looking at his surroundings, ignoring the lake this time. There was something different in this area. Something changed, and it was enough to make his hackles raise. Out of habit, he bared his teeth, turning away from the lake and heading towards whatever was bothering him so. Were the Animus causing trouble again? He forced himself to calm, but pulled the knife from the loop on his belt, hefting it in his hand to find the proper balance before walking towards that-thing he didn't recognize. What was that?
When: June 6th
Where: Near the lake and the elevator
Rating: PG-13 for mostly nudity
Summary: Hawke goes to do a bit of fishing and makes a big discovery.
The past couple weeks had been hard on everyone, especially Hawke. Left with only a few reminders that his First had been here, he had immersed himself with caring and consoling others while ignoring his own grief. After all, missing Sohl wasn't going to bring him back, and it appeared that for now, his Path was meant to be here, even if he didn't understand why.
Today his choice was to be on his own. Even when caring for others, or even attempting to ignore his own thoughts, he needed privacy every now and again. He walked by the lake in his usual garb, a waist cloth that hung low on his hips and ended at the knees. On the simple belt hung a few pouches and a sharpened obsidian knife. Leather strips circled his wrists to partially conceal the thin, white scars that ran up his forearms and his hair was loose, decorated in a few non-native stones and a feather. His eyes scanned out over the water, trying to determine if it was a good day to fish or if the weather was going to prove to be too uncooperative. He would have happily gone swimming if he wasn't certain the giant squid was going to mistake him for a meal.
Hawke paused, looking at his surroundings, ignoring the lake this time. There was something different in this area. Something changed, and it was enough to make his hackles raise. Out of habit, he bared his teeth, turning away from the lake and heading towards whatever was bothering him so. Were the Animus causing trouble again? He forced himself to calm, but pulled the knife from the loop on his belt, hefting it in his hand to find the proper balance before walking towards that-thing he didn't recognize. What was that?