[ The communicator flicks on and Anders is reclining in the desk chair in front of it, doing his very best to look like he's comfortable in his surroundings. This is hilariously far from the truth, but there's something to be said for making a good show of it anyway. He's apparently not had time to go looking for new clothing, as his is still badly
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Ah, I am Flynn Scifo, second command of the guest run Watch. If you find you need anything while you're here please don't hesitate to say so.
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I have to wonder whose idea it was to bring a bunch of non-combatants into a war zone.
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If you need to blame anything, blame the BREW. According to the locals it has a bit of a mind of it's own and picks people based on some pattern none of us understand.
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Though I think they could have at least let those of us who could heal keep those abilities.
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At least if we could still use magic, it would mean we could help them.
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Not that I can't still do some good without magic, of course, but it will be like using a rock when I need a scalpel.
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...oh!
It is Anders! Time to figure out how to use this thing properly, now! ]
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[ She's... shouting. It's impossible that he wouldn't be able to. And now she's pounding on the communicator, like one might pound on a door. That switches it to video.
Have fun looking at her fist hitting the communicator. ]
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And... tries to be more rational about it. Oh look, there she is on the mirror screen. Have a quick wave! She's waving to herself but... also to Anders. ]
I... have no idea if I'm doing this correctly, Anders, but it's me! It's Hawke. I didn't realize you were here, too! It's almost like a party! Did you you know Fenris is here as well? When are you going to answer me? Is this even working?
[ She... hits it again. But only once! But that's enough to turn it off. ]
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-Hawke?!
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Well, that's not too far off from what I'm used to back home. I've simply learned to take pride in my abilities, rather than hating myself for them, as our captors so earnestly try to teach.
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