An Act of: Death-Defying Affection
anonymous
February 6 2012, 18:03:34 UTC
A/N: First, thank you all so much for the kind words! I'm a little nervous about continuing this because I have no idea if it's going to live up to expectations-but since this story just wouldn't leave me alone I thought I might as well keep going.Anders paced the floor restlessly, having given up on getting any work done or doing anything other than worrying
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Re: An Act of: Death-Defying Affection 5/?
anonymous
February 21 2012, 18:40:08 UTC
i like justice here, steadfast and demanding, because he knows he is right. and fenris's appreciation that anders must sometimes find it hard to have such a unrelenting voice housed in his head.
Just wanted to let you lovely anons know that I am moving into a new place this weekend-so although this next part is delayed my life should settle down enough to get back to more frequent postings after that.
This reader!anon hopes that your move went smoothly and that you're settling in - and of course, that you'll be continuing this wonderful fic some time soon. =)
Re: An Act of: Death-Defying Affection
anonymous
March 27 2012, 03:53:28 UTC
A/N-So sorry for the delay! It has taken me longer to get life back under control than I thought. Thank you all so much for being patient with me!
Anders sat on the bed long after Fenris had left, reeling from the implications of what might have happened last night. In the years since he had merged with Justice, the spirit had only taken control in moments of great anger or when they were terribly threatened. Even then, there had always been more of Vengeance in him than his old self. But to take control and speak to someone...that was something he had never done and Anders had no idea what it meant that he had done it now, and to Fenris, of all people
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An Act of: Death-Defying Affection 7/?
anonymous
March 27 2012, 04:00:06 UTC
Forgot to number the last part-sorry bout that.
He would have to look carefully around the manor and see if there were any books or research notes that would help him puzzle this out. Of course, Fenris had discovered that the manor actually belonged to a Tevinter merchant and Danarius had merely borrowed it so he might not have much luck there. The healer grimaced as he imagined what Fenris would think about him wanting to take a look at the Magister's research.
His thoughts turned back to his lover, still not entirely reassured no matter what Justice said. Fenris had never exactly been supportive of the spirit's presence; he had said outright that the merger was a foolish mistake, and he had never seemed entirely convinced that Justice wasn't a demon, although he had ceased to say anything about it.
Anders felt better inside his head than he had for a while, and it would be a shame if that was the thing that ended up driving the Tevinter away, since Fenris seemed to be the cause of it.
“As I have said, he is loyal to you.”Along
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An Act of: Death-Defying Affection 8/?
anonymous
March 27 2012, 04:07:02 UTC
“Yes, so what did you say?”
“I remember, I had asked her if judging each person by their own actions and choices was not the right thing to do.”
Anders waited for him to elaborate but the spirit remained silent so at last he prompted,
“And?”
“It is just that...that is a thought I had forgotten. No, it is more accurate to say that is a thought I have been unable to properly think for some time.”The healer felt the strangest upwelling of feelings, sorrow and joy all intermingled, impossible to tell who the source was for each. He felt, rather than knew, that whatever was happening here, there were things being lost as well as things being gained. But the loss was minor compared to the gain. He was regaining a friend he thought forfeit to his own corruption as well as regaining some crucial sense of self. He closed his eyes to hold back the tears, but they leaked out anyway, as did the laugh he gritted his teeth to stop. He felt the definite retreat of the spirit this time, pulling back from the excess of his emotions. Finally he
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An Act of: Death-Defying Affection 9/?
anonymous
March 27 2012, 04:12:20 UTC
Anders' chuckle was still a little watery and thin, but it grew stronger as he saw the warmth coming back into the jade eyes.
“Yes, that's exactly how he used to speak to me about the mage's cause; that since I had gained my freedom I was obligated to fight for theirs.”
“I told him I had no interest, but he is most persistent and likely would have argued all night. I have decided that with such a being in your head it is no wonder you are so annoying.”
Anders blinked, wondering if perhaps he was sleeping and this was all happening in the fade, because there was no way that Fenris could actually be teasing him about this. Well, dream or no, he could give as good as he got so he smiled and said cheekily,
“I know, stubborn and self-righteous. Who ever would have guessed that would be my type?”
Fenris gave him a puzzled look, and then one eyebrow slanted up sharply as his meaning sunk in and Anders knew he was filing that remark away for later. As long as there was a later, he just didn't care. The elf's face grew serious again,
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An Act of: Death-Defying Affection 10/?
anonymous
May 15 2012, 03:15:48 UTC
A/N-a million apologies for taking so long on this! Life is crazy and I may have taken on one too many things-so I have decided that in order to keep things moving I am going to post smallish updates more frequently. Thanks for sticking with me!Fenris watched the healer carefully as he packed several vials of potions into various pockets concealed on the inside of his robes. The robes themselves were threadbare and torn, as were the trousers he wore underneath and the boots on his feet. His feathered pauldrons looked more bedraggled than ever; the presence of a kitten in the house had not helped in that regard. In spite of all this, his honeyed eyes seemed to glow with more vigor than he had shown in some time
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He would have to look carefully around the manor and see if there were any books or research notes that would help him puzzle this out. Of course, Fenris had discovered that the manor actually belonged to a Tevinter merchant and Danarius had merely borrowed it so he might not have much luck there. The healer grimaced as he imagined what Fenris would think about him wanting to take a look at the Magister's research.
His thoughts turned back to his lover, still not entirely reassured no matter what Justice said. Fenris had never exactly been supportive of the spirit's presence; he had said outright that the merger was a foolish mistake, and he had never seemed entirely convinced that Justice wasn't a demon, although he had ceased to say anything about it.
Anders felt better inside his head than he had for a while, and it would be a shame if that was the thing that ended up driving the Tevinter away, since Fenris seemed to be the cause of it.
“As I have said, he is loyal to you.”Along ( ... )
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“I remember, I had asked her if judging each person by their own actions and choices was not the right thing to do.”
Anders waited for him to elaborate but the spirit remained silent so at last he prompted,
“And?”
“It is just that...that is a thought I had forgotten. No, it is more accurate to say that is a thought I have been unable to properly think for some time.”The healer felt the strangest upwelling of feelings, sorrow and joy all intermingled, impossible to tell who the source was for each. He felt, rather than knew, that whatever was happening here, there were things being lost as well as things being gained. But the loss was minor compared to the gain. He was regaining a friend he thought forfeit to his own corruption as well as regaining some crucial sense of self. He closed his eyes to hold back the tears, but they leaked out anyway, as did the laugh he gritted his teeth to stop. He felt the definite retreat of the spirit this time, pulling back from the excess of his emotions. Finally he ( ... )
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“Yes, that's exactly how he used to speak to me about the mage's cause; that since I had gained my freedom I was obligated to fight for theirs.”
“I told him I had no interest, but he is most persistent and likely would have argued all night. I have decided that with such a being in your head it is no wonder you are so annoying.”
Anders blinked, wondering if perhaps he was sleeping and this was all happening in the fade, because there was no way that Fenris could actually be teasing him about this. Well, dream or no, he could give as good as he got so he smiled and said cheekily,
“I know, stubborn and self-righteous. Who ever would have guessed that would be my type?”
Fenris gave him a puzzled look, and then one eyebrow slanted up sharply as his meaning sunk in and Anders knew he was filing that remark away for later. As long as there was a later, he just didn't care. The elf's face grew serious again, ( ... )
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