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[championofsnark]

WHO: Marian Hawke
WHERE: Multiple places!
WHEN: Anywhere between December 10-19thish
OPEN TO: Filters to Iron Bull, Frank Castle, Finnick Odair, Elektra Natchios, and then OTA!
WARNINGS: Swearing. Updated: Sex in the Connor thread.

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FOR BULL

Hawke likes a lot of things about being there. For one, she always feels useful. For two, she doesn't have to be in charge. For three, she gets to meet all kinds of people. For four, some of them are people she already wanted to get to know better. It's very easy to volunteer to partner up with Bull during patrols, as he is simply marvelous company and it is occasionally nice to spend time with someone from her own world. Less people to question phrases or terms she says. Varric was right about Bull being someone their group would have liked.

"So I got Wicked Grace decks out of no where the other day, I was thinking of teaching people how to play." She has her bow slung over her shoulder. "Also my official bow, but it was broken up into a set. It shouldn't be that hard to put it together with some help."

FOR FINNICK

Hawke gets it in her head to go check in on Annie, the first person she met in this odd place, after seeing some of the native birds and thinking of those adorable little geese. Also to let her know a bit about the extra meat just brought in, in case she wanted any. It wasn't too hard to ask around and describe the woman enough to get directions, and that's how she ended up at the Windemere house.

Her dark hair is braided and her bow is left behind for now, peering around. "Oi, Annie, you around here, love?" She didn't know that she'd be meeting a different member of the family altogether.

FOR FRANK

Hawke found a reasonable set of gloves that worked with her bow, although they would never be as good as gloves that were specifically designed for an archer. But they were tolerable. Which is good, because Hawke goes out in the field enough to need it for when everything is colder. She picked up some other warm things to get by, but she found that they're simply not cutting it on her latest patrols and scouting. She heard around that Frank was the man to see about getting some warmer things without having to share them with everyone else, so she got directions to his place.

It was day time and cold, but sunny at least. She was sans bow and arrows since that was only necessary when she planned on using them. Hawke knocks on the door.

FOR ELEKTRA

Hawke is delighted to find several gifts waiting for her one morning, including beloved daggers and decks of Wicked Grace. The daggers however she simply has to immediately show off, even if it'll take a bit before she can come up with a good harness or set of sheaths for her back. She has a particularly chipper skip to her step today, wandering into the village to see who she could catch. She spots a familiar dark head from not too far away.

"Elektra!" Hawke gets warm fuzzies whenever she sees people she has good memories with. She has this gut feeling that Elektra would approve of these finely crafted matching daggers. "Look at what was randomly delivered to me over night!"

OPEN TO ALL

Hawke is someone easy to spot and meet around the village. She has lunch at the inn every day and will chatter at anyone there. She as usual can be found at the fountain here and there in case someone shows up, but she is now working on her sewing instead of creating arrows. She sometimes has some mischief and bathes nude in the hot springs. It gets cold out there! She's shameless. Finally she just generally scouts around the perimeter of the village, especially at night, with her knives and bow. She is very friendly. Just say hi. Or run while you can.

Comments

[tothefly]

"I have a friend who prefers a shield," she says, and there's a small smile on her face as she says it. "He's surprisingly good with it, and we make a pretty good team, but shields have never been much my style. I'm with you. Our group is pretty diverse." Well, that's one way to put it. "Or, we were. I'm more of a solo act these days." Things happen. Many things have happened.

"I'd be interested in some more exploration, myself," she says after a moment, mulling over Hawke's idea of an army before rolling her head to the side to look at the other woman. It's a strange way of doing it, if they are; it definitely feels more like a group study. "I'm pretty good with computers. The systems they have in the bunker. But even I can't get anywhere with them. They have to have more than just the one location in this place. Maybe once winter lets up, we can get a party together, take a week or so and just head out to start mapping the rest of the area around here. As much as we can." It sounds like the kind of project she can get behind: the kind that doesn't involve too many hands stirring the pot.

[championofsnark]

"I can see its use, and I've certainly hidden behind that shield! Aveline is a power house with it. She's captain of the guard in my city, and she can beat people with the shield alone. She doesn't always need a sword!" Hawke hung out with exceptionally lethal people. She loves them dearly. She smiles at Nat and then tilts her head curiously. "Solo act because you're the only one of yours here, or because they did you wrong?" She can't think of other reasons to turn from a team.

"I couldn't make heads or tails of that bunker. It's beyond me. But I do think there's much more to this place. It's a distance, and I know this village was much smaller until recently, so traveling was asking a lot." It divided their resources. She understands. It's not the same now. "Waiting until the winter is over is essential though. I doubt we have the right equipment to go this way. But after? I'd like to know the boundaries just in case." in case they had to run. In case they had to set up somewhere else on this place. In case there was another part of this with other people existing the same way. Hawke may not plan on leaving, but she wants to know all the same.

[tothefly]

Natasha's smile is faint. "No, I'm not the only one, and they didn't do me wrong, really. We just...didn't work out." It's the easier way to put things. The simpler way. And honestly, when you get right down to the bones of it, isn't that really what it came to? They broke. Whatever they were, they weren't enough to hold together. "So I'm doing what I can on my own these days. I still work with a partner occasionally, but..." She shrugs, then, letting herself sink into the water. "Now I'm here."

"I think that's a good plan. Once things start to warm up, I'll look you up. Think it'll be a good idea for us to get a better idea of where, exactly, we are. I'm Natasha, by the way."