IC CONTACT - DRIFT FLEET

[wolfuncaged]

FROM: SUBJECT: KIRK Fenris? It's me. Can I come in? MARIAN/CLOUD Meanacing DORIAN Well, I wasn't certain what to expect... JUSTICE You seem to have escaped the planet unharmed. RIONA You know, when someone is three sheets to the wind and suggests a threesome... RIONA Fenris! It feels like ages since we've spoken. KIRK ACTION MARIAN Fenriiiiis ADALWOLFE please tell me you didn't sleep with Isabela too ANDERS :3 MARIAN This will do KIRK Can we talk? MARIAN You're a mess, Marian. ADALWOLFE Special delivery! ANDERS Maybe it will help with your face. HAWKE Fenris? You there? VARRIC Don't-- don't do anything. OCTAVIA Hey, Fenris ELIZE Fenris? JOVE ACTION STEVEN fenrisssssssssssssssssssssssss ROBIN Listen, Fenris, I know you don't give a shit about me, but-- FELIX Fenris, I apologize for contacting you in this way, but I was wondering... JOVE SO ABOUT COLE JOVE STRAWBERRIES

TO: SUBJECT: KIRK About Anders KIRK Kirk wakes KIRK Kirk? Can we speak? MARIAN Where are you? We need to speak. KIRK You wish to speak HAWKE We need to speak VARRIC Varric. Varric. Varric wake up. JOVE Jove. May I have a moment of your time? JOVE Can we speak? Are you busy? HAWKE Is there anywhere on this blighted hole we can find any decent alcohol? JOVE I was spiteful and angry to you, and I owe you an apology. HAWKE Hawke. Did you know the Inquisition have a demon? VARRIC There is something I need to tell you.

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[dawnwillcome]

[The circumstances of that survival are questionable, but that's absolutely something Jove isn't about to talk about freely. It's Hawke's secret, her story to tell, and no one will hear it from Jove. She hands the wine back to Fenris, leaning in a little conspiratorially.]

I don't suppose you'd like to tell me where you met her.

[wolfuncaged]

I do not mind.

[He takes a drink, handing the bottle back. ]

Myself and Merrill had already been in Exsilium for a month by the time she arrived. I was on a mission when she turned up, but I'd been warned she was not the Hawke from my world. We met up, talked, drank. Spoke of the differences in our worlds.

Her bother is dead in mine, I have met her sister. It seems for her, it was the other way around.