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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[ofkirkwall]

Don't complain if you clothes get ruined then, I might start crying.

[ Maybe, possibly, probably not. Hawke has never been one for tears. ]

My bunk on the Caprine.

[wolfuncaged]

It's not like I'm particularly attached to them anyway.

I will be there soon.

[And as promised, and in pretty short time, he'll be walking through her door into her room. Because no one knocks in Thedas. Ever. ]

[ofkirkwall]

[ She waits for him upon her bed, blankets a mess with her right leg pulled up to her chest. Upon her knee sits the chain and ring, an arm curled around it while the other picking at the chain. Maker's balls she already misses him dreadfully, more so than when she fled into the countryside from fear of an Exalted March coming down on all of their heads.

He better come back for it, she thinks, or she'll do... something

Without looking up she knows it to be Fenris, in part due to the lack of knocking but also because of the traces of lyrium she can sense coming from his markings. She shuffles across and pats the bed, head turning to rest upon her knee. ]

If you're not so attached to them maybe I should start crying like a babe, ruin them so completely you'll have to be rid of them.

[ Shitty joke, shitty joke, shitty joke. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Maker, she looks a mess. His heart aches for her, knowing he can do nothing to take away that pain. He moves to sit beside her, hands resting on his knees, not exactly uncomfortable- but unsure. Wanting to give her comfort and not really knowing how.

Of course, she makes a shitty joke, and he knows her, he knows this is her way of masking her pain, but he chuckles anyway. More to humour her than anything else. ]

Ah. So that has been the plan all along. Very sneaky.

[ofkirkwall]

[ Head resting comfortably, mostly, on her knee she watches him and grins. All teeth and cheek perhaps to hide the pain, that unmovable feeling of longing for something far from her reach now. Considering how close they are these days she may as well get married to the bloody thing, haha. ]

Terribly so. I should but ashamed of myself but I'm not.

[ Fingers curl around the ring absently and she exhales. ]

I hope the next planet has some dragons.

[wolfuncaged]

That does not surprise me in the least.

[He exhales, soft, amused almost. ]

The last one we killed turned out to be a member of the Fleet. But if you really want to have us roasted alive again, I suppose I would be able to live with another dragon battle.

[There's a pause, a hesitation, a tensing of muscles- before he moves one of his hands to rest on her arm. ]

I miss him, too.

[ofkirkwall]

Maker's balls, I can't believe I missed that.

[ She pulls a childish expression, lips turning into a immature pout. Of course she'd miss a cool dragon battle, of course. ]

Of course you would, you lot all complain about it but you have just as much fun as I do fighting dragons. All the near death experiences are exhilarating.

[ Hawke tenses at that, sharp blue gaze quickly flicking to his hand upon her arm. In that moment everything seems to drain away and she exhales, a shaky breath that all but betrays her. ]

He left a note, said he'd be back for it. I'm holding him to that, he better come back or I'll be furious.

[wolfuncaged]

I suppose I can never claim to be bored, battling dragons and the like.

[That's as close as he'll get to admitting that she's right on that one. He watches her with soft, silent concern. ]

It would be very unlike Varric not to make good on a promise. At least one he made to you. I...do not know how much control anyone has in coming back here, but if anyone could do it, it would likely be that bloody dwarf.

[ofkirkwall]

It is never boring hanging around me, I attract all sorts of trouble by simple existing.

[ A bless and a curse though the tone of her voice makes it sound like the latter, at least today. ]

Next time we see him he'll probably own half the damn fleet, somehow. [ She shakes her head slightly, laughter more a exhale of breath. ] And he will have written another book, probably some trashy romance novel.

[ Falling silent a moment she turns her head to face the elf, expression face more solemn that it has any right to be. ]

Just... don't you go anywhere, okay?

[wolfuncaged]

Yes, that is something you are absolutely an expert at.

...More than likely. There is little that will stop him.

[He smiles, a touch sad. ]

I give you my word, if I am given any control of the situation, I will not allow them to take me from here.

[From her. ]

[ofkirkwall]

[ You're a sad sop, Marian. Bloody embarrassing.

She manages a smile at that, shifting a little closer in order to lean her head against him. ]

My knight in brooding armor.

[wolfuncaged]

[He allows it, even leaning into it a little himself, exhaling softly. It's still a frightening idea, but it's one he keeps allowing himself to indulge in. That this- this could be a thing he could have. They could both have. ]

I don't brood.

[Why do you keep lying about this, Fenris? ]

[ofkirkwall]

[ She can be satisfied with the little things, the small motions that neither really recognize, or bring to light. They hold a bit more weight coming from him, these gentle little gestures that don't come naturally. She learned to treasure them long ago.

The giggle passes her lips before she has a chance to stifle it, but in truth she didn't feel like it. Laughter has become rather distant the last few weeks, it's nice to hear it again. ]

Yes you do, all the time.

[wolfuncaged]

[A chuckle escapes him, thick and deep and rumbling as always. ]

I absolutely do not. It's all in your imagination.

[ofkirkwall]

Bah! [ Yes, she did just say bah. ] There is a following of noble ladies back in Kirkwall that says otherwise.

[wolfuncaged]

[He tilts his head a little, curious. ]

Is that so? I was not aware that I had a following.

[ofkirkwall]

You did, a whole flock of them. They thought all that brooding made you so mysteriously attractive.

[ Little did they know he is attractive even without the brooding! Ha! Jokes on them! ]

[wolfuncaged]

[That gets a chuckle from him. ]

I have a strange feeling that Varric had more than a little hand in such a concept.

[ofkirkwall]

[ Hawke all but snorts at that. ]

Most definitely, or else you would have just been known as the elf who squatted in a house full of corpses for ten years.

[wolfuncaged]

I would have certainly been afforded a little more peace and quiet if that were the case.

...And I liked that house. [And the corpses. ]