[A familiar face appears from a neaby alleyway, coneveniently attached to a dwarf who seems to be toting a few suspicious packages. They are, perhaps, best left unremarked upon.]
Why, just look at what we have here! I must admit, there are any number of familiar faces in Kirkwall, but I can't say I was expecting yours. I hope I'm not... interrupting you two?
Isabela, Hawke, Varric order? (:ilikebigboatsMarch 18 2011, 04:57:13 UTC
Varric?
[Isabela turns, then gives Varric an expression full of the most mock disappointment ever.]
Like there's ever anything to interrupt with Hawke. We were just going to pay a completely chaste, friendly, educational visit to Fenris because he won't even consider the other kinds.
Re: Isabela, Hawke, Varric order? (:dwarfstorytimeMarch 18 2011, 05:02:37 UTC
[Varric shrugs dismissively in an openly dramatic fashion.]
Now, now, what are you implying? I certainly wasn't implying that you were implying that I was--you know what? Never mind.
[Varric buffs his knuckles against his collar.]
So, visiting Fenris, you say? I don't suppose he found anything interesting in that old house, did he? I've heard rumors it was used for smuggling before he took up residence, but... alas, rumors don't always yield soverigns.
Re: Isabela, Hawke, Varric order? (:chronicheroMarch 19 2011, 01:31:29 UTC
[Hawke gives Isabela a despairing look. Between her and Varric, no wonder his reputation is... well, what it is.]
It'll be an educational visit because we need the education.
[He raises a hand to rub at his face.]
You wouldn't happen to know anything about the Tevinter Imperium, Varric? Specifically, how they deal with abominations without involving giant axes. Save all of us a great deal of awkwardness and embarrassment...
[They're here. Fenris looks up from the book he threw himself into this morning, surprised to find that so much time has passed. Papers litter the table in front of him, covered in his still-basic, scratchy, barely legible writing: words to look up. Inconsistent grammar. Inconsistent spellings. Anything other than what had happened last week at the Hanged Man
( ... )
I CANNOT TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY WITH THAT USERNAME SHGKSJFHKFJHFKchronicheroMarch 20 2011, 23:34:44 UTC
[Hawke gets to the top of the stairs and heads for the door, stopping to take in the state of the room with a sinking feeling of guilt. There's no question it's worse than usual, even with the way Fenris doesn't seem to care at all about the mansion normally. He can't help but think that he should have visited earlier - ]
[Just like he should have visited Merrill earlier. Just like he should have visited Anders earlier. Just like he should have known how everything was going to end up for everyone and changed the course of fate somehow - and that spiral of thought is going nowhere
( ... )
[Isabela stops a little outside the door and to one side, looking into the room over Varric's shoulders. Maybe using him as a partial body shield, too, just in case. You know. She knew she should have brought a snack for this, the tension in there is delicious.]
[...not in the way that would have been her first choice or anything. That would have involved a lot more meaningful looks and less clothing. But Hawke is either really good or really bad at this - damn, where did her spare parchments go? He's never this blunt - ]
[She nudges at Varric.]
What do you think?
[She's asking about the story potential, of course.]
I thought you would enjoy that x] (editing for unclear pronouns)crawlinonmyskinMarch 22 2011, 00:16:47 UTC
[Anders.
The one word brings back everything that had happened last week in a rush of clarity, and the surge of sheer hate that boils up in his chest surprises even him. Fenris takes an involuntary step backward, his face twisting into a mask of anger and his hands clenching with a crack of metal on metal at his sides. After what had happened, after what the mage had said, Hawke is here asking for his help to help him? How dare he--
If he had been in any state to think properly--if he had been in any state to think--he should have torn Anders' heart out right there and been done with it, all of it--
--and become a monster in everyone else's eyes, part of him cuts in. Been exactly the type of animal Anders accuses him of being. He's better than this; he's been getting better than this; they're trusting him to be better than this--and remembering that stems the rush of anger a bit, enough for him to get a grip on it and wrestle it back down and away. Fenris forces his hands to relax, although his voice stays dry and hard and bitter
( ... )
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Why, just look at what we have here! I must admit, there are any number of familiar faces in Kirkwall, but I can't say I was expecting yours. I hope I'm not... interrupting you two?
[He permits himself a smug cock of the eyebrow.]
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[Isabela turns, then gives Varric an expression full of the most mock disappointment ever.]
Like there's ever anything to interrupt with Hawke. We were just going to pay a completely chaste, friendly, educational visit to Fenris because he won't even consider the other kinds.
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Now, now, what are you implying? I certainly wasn't implying that you were implying that I was--you know what? Never mind.
[Varric buffs his knuckles against his collar.]
So, visiting Fenris, you say? I don't suppose he found anything interesting in that old house, did he? I've heard rumors it was used for smuggling before he took up residence, but... alas, rumors don't always yield soverigns.
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It'll be an educational visit because we need the education.
[He raises a hand to rub at his face.]
You wouldn't happen to know anything about the Tevinter Imperium, Varric? Specifically, how they deal with abominations without involving giant axes. Save all of us a great deal of awkwardness and embarrassment...
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[They're here. Fenris looks up from the book he threw himself into this morning, surprised to find that so much time has passed. Papers litter the table in front of him, covered in his still-basic, scratchy, barely legible writing: words to look up. Inconsistent grammar. Inconsistent spellings. Anything other than what had happened last week at the Hanged Man ( ... )
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[Just like he should have visited Merrill earlier. Just like he should have visited Anders earlier. Just like he should have known how everything was going to end up for everyone and changed the course of fate somehow - and that spiral of thought is going nowhere ( ... )
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[Isabela stops a little outside the door and to one side, looking into the room over Varric's shoulders. Maybe using him as a partial body shield, too, just in case. You know. She knew she should have brought a snack for this, the tension in there is delicious.]
[...not in the way that would have been her first choice or anything. That would have involved a lot more meaningful looks and less clothing. But Hawke is either really good or really bad at this - damn, where did her spare parchments go? He's never this blunt - ]
[She nudges at Varric.]
What do you think?
[She's asking about the story potential, of course.]
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[Anders.
The one word brings back everything that had happened last week in a rush of clarity, and the surge of sheer hate that boils up in his chest surprises even him. Fenris takes an involuntary step backward, his face twisting into a mask of anger and his hands clenching with a crack of metal on metal at his sides. After what had happened, after what the mage had said, Hawke is here asking for his help to help him? How dare he--
If he had been in any state to think properly--if he had been in any state to think--he should have torn Anders' heart out right there and been done with it, all of it--
--and become a monster in everyone else's eyes, part of him cuts in. Been exactly the type of animal Anders accuses him of being. He's better than this; he's been getting better than this; they're trusting him to be better than this--and remembering that stems the rush of anger a bit, enough for him to get a grip on it and wrestle it back down and away. Fenris forces his hands to relax, although his voice stays dry and hard and bitter ( ... )
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