Partons en courant By the time you quit riding for the day, you’re dead on your feet. Or, well, dead on your ass, anyway. You quite literally fall off of Vhas, slumping off of him and collapsing directly onto the ground to just sort of. Lay. For a while. Without having to move. He bends his head down to you, snuffing directly into your face, then snorting, getting you nice and disgustingly covered in saliva.…
Friends and Family Bandits, bandits. Always, it’s bandits. A toss up as to whether they’ll be a threat, a laugh, or a good time. Maybe a combination of the three this time because they might be able to do you a bit of harm, but that just means you have more of an excuse to defend yourself. You’ve had to be so careful since you left Rivain, but surely now you’re justified in cutting loose…
You don’t know how long you’ve been running through the woods, and you can’t remember why you’re running. Are you chasing someone? You thought you might have seen someone flit through the woods, elven ears definite in their outline, and you have a certain desperation in your chest. But you could just as easily be running. There’s a lot to run from. Sometimes it feels like running is what you’ve been doing since the day…
And Start Solas walks you to your room after your little… Whatever it was. Event. Fit. Embarrassing mental breakdown. You might stand closer to him than necessary and tell yourself it was because of the cold night air. You might want him to stay with you, might want to curl up against him and pretend it’s fine, might want more of that beautifully physical comfort he peppers you with ever since Val Royeaux. But this…
Dick Grayson Kari Christopher Swanson, billionaire owner-and-CEO of mega-conglomerate Swanson Foods, was widely known as a doting father. Therefore, one might mistakenly believe that he would have some reservations about his infamously beloved and only son and heir moving across the country to attend university at a city where “supervillain attack” was a category for both insurance and PTO. But that was where they would be very wrong, because Mr. Swanson was the kind of…
Hold Me Here The coin sits heavy in your pocket, but it’s a comforting reminder. That much coin will make running so much safer… and if nothing goes wrong, you can come back to an even bigger pile at the end. Thinking about it objectively… You’ve traveled across dangerous terrain alone before. The biggest risk isn’t surviving, it’s surviving undiscovered… as you well know. You’ll have to give a lot of thought to how much…
Convincing Monday morning normally means a return to training with the Iron Bull, but you’re not sure you have the energy for it. You suspect the burst of anxiety and panic the last few days has inspired in you drained away any excess energy you got from sleeping for a whole day. Which is a pity, because you could really use that energy now that you’re about to embark on a brutal cross-country journey through…
Unexpected You tried to say no. You really did. Within the confines of manners and your own respective positions of power (the Inquisitor being something akin to your boss’s boss’s boss who also has an army), you really tried to refuse. But the Inquisitor not only wasn’t having any of it, he barely seemed to be aware of your protests. Either that or he was just ignoring them. So, on Tuesday morning, you’ll apparently be…
The More Things Change You can’t possibly return to the rotunda, but the last thing you want is to deal with Bull. He’s probably not even planning on training today, what with everything that happened with Krem yesterday— Ah… Yesterday was Saturday. That means, you realize belatedly, today is Sunday. A blessing and a curse. Belassan, Revas… but also Solas, elven. You’re not sure you’re comfortable taking a lesson from him after what you just…
Truth or Dare You realize halfway down the stairs from the Great Hall that you’re doing the exact thing you promised Solas you wouldn’t do. Leaving, alone, to walk through the night where there are probably any number of humans who might want to finish the job that Underhill started. While still bandaged up. So, basically, with a huge lyrium-lit sign announcing who you are and how easy it would be to jump you. Sigh.…