[ as their conversation continues, hawke keeps finding cole more and more interesting. he's not a mage, or he is a mage? but if he's a mage, he should have said. or... not have said. "not afraid of what i am" he says and hawke's curiosity burns. it's a bit frustrating actually but if varric can call this guy a friend, whatever he is must not be that much of a concern? to... varric, who is a pretty open-minded guy. for now, hawke pays attention to what cole says and what cole does and tries to piece it together with what she knows. that's kind of all she can do right now. ]
I've found that if a person needs help, they'll end up asking for it one way or another. If you want to help with... whatever it is that you are able to do, you'll be able to. It usually works out that way.
[ she reaches out then to squeeze cole's shoulder lightly, feeling she should at least reassure him about that. he seems so desperate in his wish that it makes her feel a little bad. she wonders what he does back home, with varric. ]
Mages aren't very well-known here, are they? I suppose people wouldn't have much need to be afraid then. Ah, either way, I can't let any harm happen upon one of Varric's friends so let me know if anyone gives you any trouble.
[ she'll punch them in the face! it'll be great. ]
[ The squeeze of his shoulder gets him to flinch lightly, though with the way he looks at her, he's surprised and even looks touched by the gesture. But the eye contact seems to make him uncomfortable, however brief, so he looks down again shyly. He's certainly an odd young man, and it shows the most with how friendly gestures seem to be something he so deeply values. ]
...Yes. I will.
[ Not that he actually feels that he would need to, but he would at least tell Hawke because she asked. ]
But you're right. There are people like mages here. But they're not. Not in the same way.
[ and then she pauses and at least has the grace to look a little sheepish. that was insensitive, hawke! ]
But I mean, you're quite attractive with... the bandages and all so it's not entirely strange. Still, I'm also very attractive and yet do I get compared to a jewel? No. What am I doing wrong here?
[It's— not a fashion statement?! But to be fair, weirder things have been said about his eye-and-bandage combination. He just smirks at what she says, not particularly bothered by the insensitivity or the fact that she totally just hit on him, either.]
Maybe it's just not your kind of crowd. [Not that that's a bad thing, in this case. Who wants to have the same fans as Takasugi?? Probably no one.] But I'm sure you can still win them over.
[ ALL I'M HEARING IS EXCUSES. but anyway, she sure did. that's how you accomplish things in thedas. with a rogue, a warrior, and a mage.
but she is a little surprised by the heavy amounts of disdain she's being thrown here though. wow, hiccup. everything was going so nice?? why aren't you impressed by her ]
Maybe I'm missing something here but is there really something terribly wrong with killing things that try to kill me? Should I just have let them eaten me? I had to go through the cave, there was a... ah, witch.
[Wow, a robot. Jade might have been secretly gathering fonic energy during this whole ordeal, just in case. So he reaches with one hand as if to 'catch' the head, but really he immediately destroys it with a small fonic blast.]
I seem to have that effect on people. [He goes on casually with a smirk.]
I find it to be a very charming title, myself. But if it's far too much for your mouth to keep up with, you can call me Jade Curtiss.
The one they suggested was an "insult cafe." It doesn't sound terribly cute.
[ but she will try her best anyway. spoiler: it won't be super hard. you should still work at the cosplay cafe, kasuu. hawke will visit.
and she really really is! she expected at least one good letter in the bunch and no. was she truly so terrible? of course not! she's great! she's getting kind of annoyed with this. ]
Once in a while I might do a bit of gambling, but definitely not the amount this letter implies. [ that's a lie ] And I have no idea what a red light district is so as far as I know, no.
[ she lives in the slums. that's close enough, right? ]
Whaaat? What kinda customer would go to a cafe to get insulted? That's probably why you end up with so many creeps, y'know.
[But she can work there anyway and he can work at the cosplay cafe and they can do collabs or something! Cute cosplay waiters and waitresses that will insult you for $5, what a cutting edge industry.]
The pleasure quarters! Like, that district off that way- [JABS A THUMB in the general direction of the red light area] -which you totally can't miss. The city's big, but not that big. Plus you have to go there if you wanna visit the shrine or the other gardens.
[But clearly they should commiserate over being slumbuddies instead someday...]
[ hawke raises an eyebrow at her newfound companion and just sort of rolls with it. as long as the people and their flashing lights are gone, she's alright. it's not really a priority for her.
but the man offered to treat her to a drink and now he's looking for the missing person, which isn't really hawke's concern. she reaches over and tugs on his sleeve to get his attention again. ]
How about we just leave, hm? I'm sure we can find good drink elsewhere and the more distance between us and them is a plus for me.
[ she'll start walking again after that, determined to find the exit of this place now. she expects sakamoto to be tagging along now too. a mini-quest to find alcohol! what brave and noble adventurers! ]
[ they're lead into a... very decrepit kitchen? what kind of place is this!! but the windows are fogged over and there's a door on the other side. hawke closes the one they just went through with a foot and sets down her plate on a countertop. she moves to drag one of the old tables to the door they just came through to block it as some shouts are heard on the other side. oh well, hawke doesn't pay it no mind. ]
So, abandoned kitchen that Maker knows what it's been through. Let's see if there's a way out through that other door. Unless you'd like to stay for the company?
[ hawke just raises an eyebrow at inaba and picks up her plate of goodies. ]
[ She answers with a sigh, running a hand through her bangs as she says that in the most deadpan tone. ] It's best if we get out of here and find out what the hell's going on rather than just staying in this... kitchen.
[ these bioware protags are having no luck with this dragon. she winces in sympathy as she watches shepard hit the wall and lifts a gloved hand to rub the back of her neck awkwardly. this is not going... well? hm.
the dragon turns to hawke and begins inching towards her and hawke gives a weary sigh, picking up her sword and steeling herself. her eyes flick between the dragon and shep, just hoping the other woman's okay. ]
You... ah... wouldn't happen to have any magical abilities or anything? We could use a bit of lightning right about now! Just, you know, zap and all that.
[ the more nervous hawke gets, the more hawke starts babbling. it's a thing. ]
somewhere garrus and tali's "shep is doing something dumb" radar is going off
[ hawke doesn't know what happened to her life that's she's ended up entering a dragon's mouth with a man in a bathrobe but you know, that's where it's come to. she just directs a scowl as she follows him, feeling a bit sick as she steps onto the tongue. oh god, this is disgusting. ]
We're going to be eaten. We're going to be eaten and I am never ever going to see my sister again and one day my mother will go "Bethany, what ever happened to your sister?" and Bethany will just say, "Oh, you know, she got eaten by a dragon because she was chasing some mad man in a bathrobe." That is what will happen and the Maker will just spit on me for my own stupidity.
[It's pretty gross, yeah. But Jade's seen much worse, like a number of hideous monsters and Dist's hair. He does feel bad for the slippers as he steps along the tongue, but there's no helping it. He smirks as he watches Hawke enter, his arms crossed for the moment as he listens to her whole ramble. The he adjusts his glasses as he speaks.]
Are you quite done yet? We're not so far from our objective at all.
[He starts to walk on along and motions for her to follow. The throat is perfectly large enough for someone to walk through. It actually does look a lot like a normal corridor. Just... very fleshy.]
[ ada needs to be introduced to the world of pop music. actually, hawke does too. they both need to be introduced to pop music though hawke would probably be way more into 90s rap.
but hawke just gives a shrug at ada's query before ushering her into the back room. they enter into a really broken down storage room full of boxes and hawke frowns a little, squinting into the darkness. ]
I wonder if there's a window anywhere? Trying looking for one. Or a door, perhaps. That could work too.
she was hoping - futilely, and against logic - that this door would lead straight outside, and they'd be back out in the pitch-black city. The idea wasn't terribly comforting, but being lost outside had to be better than being locked inside with a bunch of shady ground sloths. Unfortunately, they get nothing but boxes and broken dreams. Ada squints with her, trying to discern what this room is. ]
Ah... All right. [ a pause; nervously, she shuffles away from Hawke's side and into the room. ] It's so dark...
[ groping around the room blindly, but mostly just finding boxes, both closed and open. What in the world are they keeping in here? She's definitely feeling aluminum cans of... something. ]
[ He totally knows this approach. No woman has ever tried it on him, sure but he's seen it enough times in general. Heisuke and Sano pull this shit all the time. Especially when they take on that tone.
So Shinpachi's look is dropping even further (he tries looking grumpy for a moment, but somehow there's something terrifying about the idea of her maybe reacting to that) to a point where he looks a little like a kicked puppy.
A huge, muscled puppy. But details don't matter. ]
[Polite hosts indeed. Maya's gotten so used to kidnappings now she's just been entertaining herself in the meantime, as well as pigging out on snacks.]
[Speaking of which, her mouth is completely full when Hawke speaks up.]
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I have to admit, this kidnapping service isn't bad... I would have liked more variety in snacks, but at least we won't be going hungry.
[Apparently Maya never watched any afterschool specials in regards to candy and white vans.]
but where are my roses don't i get roses too
Oh, a little girl with a gun. Huh.
[ look, the only people who own guns in her world are like, rich orlesians who want to look fancy. she hasn't had much experience with them herself. ]
Personally, I prefer having a good mage around if I need long-range anything. Or my friend and his crossbow. He's even better.
[ please don't shoot the gun, ruby ]
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But she tilts her head thoughtfully at that, humming.]
Mages...? I think crossbows are pretty neat, but I'm not sure I know any mages.
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Punching! No swords? Doesn't that become kind of... tedious?
why not
[ She usually does. ]
Three, at most.
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[ as their conversation continues, hawke keeps finding cole more and more interesting. he's not a mage, or he is a mage? but if he's a mage, he should have said. or... not have said. "not afraid of what i am" he says and hawke's curiosity burns. it's a bit frustrating actually but if varric can call this guy a friend, whatever he is must not be that much of a concern? to... varric, who is a pretty open-minded guy. for now, hawke pays attention to what cole says and what cole does and tries to piece it together with what she knows. that's kind of all she can do right now. ]
I've found that if a person needs help, they'll end up asking for it one way or another. If you want to help with... whatever it is that you are able to do, you'll be able to. It usually works out that way.
[ she reaches out then to squeeze cole's shoulder lightly, feeling she should at least reassure him about that. he seems so desperate in his wish that it makes her feel a little bad. she wonders what he does back home, with varric. ]
Mages aren't very well-known here, are they? I suppose people wouldn't have much need to be afraid then. Ah, either way, I can't let any harm happen upon one of Varric's friends so let me know if anyone gives you any trouble.
[ she'll punch them in the face! it'll be great. ]
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...Yes. I will.
[ Not that he actually feels that he would need to, but he would at least tell Hawke because she asked. ]
But you're right. There are people like mages here. But they're not. Not in the same way.
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You mean eye, don't you?
[ and then she pauses and at least has the grace to look a little sheepish. that was insensitive, hawke! ]
But I mean, you're quite attractive with... the bandages and all so it's not entirely strange. Still, I'm also very attractive and yet do I get compared to a jewel? No. What am I doing wrong here?
[ sighs. a bit dramatically. ]
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Maybe it's just not your kind of crowd. [Not that that's a bad thing, in this case. Who wants to have the same fans as Takasugi?? Probably no one.] But I'm sure you can still win them over.
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[ ALL I'M HEARING IS EXCUSES. but anyway, she sure did. that's how you accomplish things in thedas. with a rogue, a warrior, and a mage.
but she is a little surprised by the heavy amounts of disdain she's being thrown here though. wow, hiccup. everything was going so nice?? why aren't you impressed by her ]
Maybe I'm missing something here but is there really something terribly wrong with killing things that try to kill me? Should I just have let them eaten me? I had to go through the cave, there was a... ah, witch.
[ she shrugs. ]
that megane with the same shitty sense of humor
[ hawke's just going to hold the robot head in her hands and stand there a bit uselessly. she frowns at jade a little. ]
I'm not sure whether to feel insulted or not. It seems as if I should be.
[ and then she tosses the head towards jade and dusts off her hands against each other, standing up straight. ]
Do you have a name, serah? Or should I just call you "the man experienced with dealing with deviant metal." It's a bit long, if you ask me.
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I seem to have that effect on people. [He goes on casually with a smirk.]
I find it to be a very charming title, myself. But if it's far too much for your mouth to keep up with, you can call me Jade Curtiss.
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I find your gasp of surprise quite insulting. I'll have you know, I'm a fairly competent slayer of things.
[ hawke, now you're just fucking with him. ]
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But I guess it's just good enough to know someone who has.
...Wait a minute. What... what else have you slayed?
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i actually don't eat cashews
The one they suggested was an "insult cafe." It doesn't sound terribly cute.
[ but she will try her best anyway. spoiler: it won't be super hard. you should still work at the cosplay cafe, kasuu. hawke will visit.
and she really really is! she expected at least one good letter in the bunch and no. was she truly so terrible? of course not! she's great! she's getting kind of annoyed with this. ]
Once in a while I might do a bit of gambling, but definitely not the amount this letter implies. [ that's a lie ] And I have no idea what a red light district is so as far as I know, no.
[ she lives in the slums. that's close enough, right? ]
neither do i hi5
[But she can work there anyway and he can work at the cosplay cafe and they can do collabs or something! Cute cosplay waiters and waitresses that will insult you for $5, what a cutting edge industry.]
The pleasure quarters! Like, that district off that way- [JABS A THUMB in the general direction of the red light area] -which you totally can't miss. The city's big, but not that big. Plus you have to go there if you wanna visit the shrine or the other gardens.
[But clearly they should commiserate over being slumbuddies instead someday...]
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i just realized they both share a name with a bird
It is. Surprising too, since you don't seem very... Orlesian.
[ no, really. there's an entire country where she's from where it's polite to wear masks. it's sort of the immediate thought for hawke. ]
... Ah? How do you pronounce that? You can call me Hawke in return.
oh damnit
[ wow, finally, a place he would fit right in. ]
Sa-dik. Saa-dehk. [ repeated more slowly. the "ı" is kind of soft, actually. ] Nice to meet'cha, Hawke!
:')
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[ muffled obnoxious laughter in the distance ]
[ hawke raises an eyebrow at her newfound companion and just sort of rolls with it. as long as the people and their flashing lights are gone, she's alright. it's not really a priority for her.
but the man offered to treat her to a drink and now he's looking for the missing person, which isn't really hawke's concern. she reaches over and tugs on his sleeve to get his attention again. ]
How about we just leave, hm? I'm sure we can find good drink elsewhere and the more distance between us and them is a plus for me.
[ she'll start walking again after that, determined to find the exit of this place now. she expects sakamoto to be tagging along now too. a mini-quest to find alcohol! what brave and noble adventurers! ]
the cool guy loner stereotype
[ she's just going to stare at him. is he serious? ]
You did just notice the door magically heal itself over once I cut through it? That did not just happen in my imagination, did it?
[ like. seriously. ]
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does this make hawke the big bad wolf??
[ hawke just presses a hand to her forehead. ]
This really is the most incompetent kidnapping ever, isn't it?
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[naturally.]
I don't really mind. It's pretty easy to deal with like this, and more competent kidnappings are kind of a pain.
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inaba, in-an-out (see it rhymes)
[ they're lead into a... very decrepit kitchen? what kind of place is this!! but the windows are fogged over and there's a door on the other side. hawke closes the one they just went through with a foot and sets down her plate on a countertop. she moves to drag one of the old tables to the door they just came through to block it as some shouts are heard on the other side. oh well, hawke doesn't pay it no mind. ]
So, abandoned kitchen that Maker knows what it's been through. Let's see if there's a way out through that other door. Unless you'd like to stay for the company?
[ hawke just raises an eyebrow at inaba and picks up her plate of goodies. ]
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[ She answers with a sigh, running a hand through her bangs as she says that in the most deadpan tone. ] It's best if we get out of here and find out what the hell's going on rather than just staying in this... kitchen.
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if shep's the protag and hawke's the companion THEN WHO'S FLYING THE PLANE???
[ these bioware protags are having no luck with this dragon. she winces in sympathy as she watches shepard hit the wall and lifts a gloved hand to rub the back of her neck awkwardly. this is not going... well? hm.
the dragon turns to hawke and begins inching towards her and hawke gives a weary sigh, picking up her sword and steeling herself. her eyes flick between the dragon and shep, just hoping the other woman's okay. ]
You... ah... wouldn't happen to have any magical abilities or anything? We could use a bit of lightning right about now! Just, you know, zap and all that.
[ the more nervous hawke gets, the more hawke starts babbling. it's a thing. ]
somewhere garrus and tali's "shep is doing something dumb" radar is going off
[She sounds a little weak still as she stands back up, and shakes it off. She's had worse!!
But now she's actually got to think of something strategic, because the dragon is inching towards Hawke and that's just not cool.]
It's got to have a weak point. It can't be unbeatable. [Unbeatable things don't exist in Shepard's dictionary...] Would it regenerate a heart?
to be fair she's hanging out with hawke so
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[ hawke doesn't know what happened to her life that's she's ended up entering a dragon's mouth with a man in a bathrobe but you know, that's where it's come to. she just directs a scowl as she follows him, feeling a bit sick as she steps onto the tongue. oh god, this is disgusting. ]
We're going to be eaten. We're going to be eaten and I am never ever going to see my sister again and one day my mother will go "Bethany, what ever happened to your sister?" and Bethany will just say, "Oh, you know, she got eaten by a dragon because she was chasing some mad man in a bathrobe." That is what will happen and the Maker will just spit on me for my own stupidity.
[ ANGRILY STOMPS OFF INTO THE DRAGON ]
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Are you quite done yet? We're not so far from our objective at all.
[He starts to walk on along and motions for her to follow. The throat is perfectly large enough for someone to walk through. It actually does look a lot like a normal corridor. Just... very fleshy.]
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[ ada needs to be introduced to the world of pop music. actually, hawke does too. they both need to be introduced to pop music though hawke would probably be way more into 90s rap.
but hawke just gives a shrug at ada's query before ushering her into the back room. they enter into a really broken down storage room full of boxes and hawke frowns a little, squinting into the darkness. ]
I wonder if there's a window anywhere? Trying looking for one. Or a door, perhaps. That could work too.
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she was hoping - futilely, and against logic - that this door would lead straight outside, and they'd be back out in the pitch-black city. The idea wasn't terribly comforting, but being lost outside had to be better than being locked inside with a bunch of shady ground sloths. Unfortunately, they get nothing but boxes and broken dreams. Ada squints with her, trying to discern what this room is. ]
Ah... All right. [ a pause; nervously, she shuffles away from Hawke's side and into the room. ] It's so dark...
[ groping around the room blindly, but mostly just finding boxes, both closed and open. What in the world are they keeping in here? She's definitely feeling aluminum cans of... something. ]
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Driving? Surely not, it seems as if it was just... screaming. Oh, perhaps it was a ghost then.
[ hawke, don't be an ass. ]
But I wonder. What will you tell the owner? That you broke their possession through your carelessness? Oh, dear. Sounds like trouble.
[ someone's trying to extort something out of shinpachi. is it hawke? whooo knowwws (it's totally hawke) ]
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So Shinpachi's look is dropping even further (he tries looking grumpy for a moment, but somehow there's something terrifying about the idea of her maybe reacting to that) to a point where he looks a little like a kicked puppy.
A huge, muscled puppy. But details don't matter. ]
What do you want?
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[Speaking of which, her mouth is completely full when Hawke speaks up.]
[WITH HER MOUTH FULL:]
I have to admit, this kidnapping service isn't bad... I would have liked more variety in snacks, but at least we won't be going hungry.
[Apparently Maya never watched any afterschool specials in regards to candy and white vans.]
but there's snacks at least
Yes but, they could have at least provided a roast. You know, something substantial? This is barely anything to live on if we're to stay here.
[ eats a cookie anyway nbd ]
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