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astrid hawke ([personal profile] wittyskepticism) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs2017-04-26 09:36 am

the champion's rogue heart

WHO: Astrid Hawke
WHERE: Fountain, Inn
WHEN: April 26th and 27th
OPEN TO: ALL
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: OPEN


April 26th - Fountain, Midday
Hawke is fairly certain that the Nightmare Demon she was fighting didn't have the ability to make her drown. Then again, she was in the Fade last she checked and the Fade is malleable enough to manage that. Still, the demon knows she hates spiders most of all. Why it would try to drown her is beyond her comprehension at the moment.

Not that she minds not staring at giant arachnids at the moment, but it is confusing.

Those thoughts flit across her mind as she struggles to push herself to the surface of the water. She can see it glinting above her like Isabela's ship, like a priceless personal goal that's just out of reach. Just a little further. She reaches, her hand breaks through, and then she's sucking in deep lungfuls of air as she pushes herself up and out, nearly falling over the edge and onto the ground below. For a few seconds, she just lies there, catching her breath and looking around for any sign of the Nightmare Demon.

Nothing. Groaning to herself about the way her life has gone, she finally rolls over and pushes herself to her feet. "That's two apologies the Chantry owes me," she complains with her usual dry humor. "This doesn't look like the Maker's bosom, either."

April 27th - Inn
Hawke takes up a room at the Inn at the first opportunity and her first day is spent just trying to cope. Of course, Hawke's version of coping is hardly the same as everyone else's, so mostly she stays away and tries to figure out what she can. She gets the main idea of the place and that's enough. No one has heard of Thedas. It's enough to make a girl crazy.

So the next day, she hangs out in the Inn proper and not in her room. It almost reminds her of the Hanged Man and that realization brings with it a squeeze of pain. She misses her companions, even if it was her choice to leave Kirkwall. She wonders vaguely how Bethany is doing, if Isabela has managed to find herself a new ship, if Fenris ever cleaned his estate, what Merrill is doing now, and if Aveline and Donnic have decided to try for children. They would make good parents, she thinks. Her mind wanders to Varric and she finds herself smiling into her cup of tea as she sits by the fire. She misses him most of all and she knows he probably misses her, too. He and Aveline were her best friends and she really misses their counsel. And Varric's very broad sense of humor and storytelling.

She keeps her mind pointedly away from Anders. That is a subject she would rather avoid.

Once she has drained her cup, with or without company, she sets about asking for work, trying to see if anyone needs any kind of help. Anyone nearby may find her walking up to start a conversation with a quick, "Mind if I ask you something?" If they say no, she'll start asking and hopefully not badgering, but if they say no, she'll politely leave them alone. Or as politely as possible.
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-04-26 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"I normally take to the woods alone just before dawn but if you'd like to accompany me, I would be happy to show you where the good game is," Jon said. He gave her a brief smile, just a flash of teeth in an otherwise dour face.

"Jon Snow. Well met, Hawke. How did you come by such a name? Are you that keen an eye? I might be replaced on the bow if that's the case."
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-04-29 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Jon laughed a bit and shook his head. He didn't know what Wicked Grace was but he could tell a joke when he heard one and it was slightly at his expense, yes, but it wasn't unkind.

"Well, I meant where they tend to populate, is all, which I imagine you could extract from that. If you're as good a sight as your family name indicates, we'll be glad to have you here. We can always use more good shots."
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-04-30 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"We eat well enough but if more people come, it will be scarce," Jon said, nodding quickly. "So I would be happy to show you where I typically hunt in the morning. I could use the help. We all could."

He smiled just a bit, trying to be welcoming. "Tell me more about this Thedas, if you would?"
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-04-30 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Jon snorted a bit. It seemed an impressive list, even if he didn't know what half of those things meant. He did understand the last, though, and he appreciated her acerbic wit. It was amusing to him.

"I feel like you would enjoy my sister, Arya," Jon said. "She could talk to you quite a bit about people killing one another."
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-05-03 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Jon couldn't help but laugh again at that. He laughed much easier these days, that was true, but this woman was truly blessed with an impressive sense of humor. Even he could see that, as blind as he normally was to such things. He shook his head a bit.

"No, she just...would prefer to be a warrior than work on her needlework, if that means anything to you. She has a lot of anger to work out."
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-05-06 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably would. My sister has...strange choice in friends. The other one is a little more traditional," Jon explained. He and Sansa had grown closer now than they ever were as children and he had come to appreciate her shrewd mind for politics and her ability to use her wit and tongue to get out of a situation rather than a sword.

"But she's very intelligent, one of the most intelligent people I've ever met. Do you have any siblings?"
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-05-08 07:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's a lovely name, Bethany. It's one that gets used in Westeros sometimes," Jon said. There had been a woman of some house in the south with that name; Jon had overheard the lessons his lord father had given Robb and tried to commit as much to memory as he could even though he knew he'd never be a Lord of Winterfell.

And now? Now he was apparently the King in the North.

"Why wouldn't you want her to come here, though? Wouldn't it be good to have her here, know that she was safe?"
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-05-09 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, I have kept my family safe here," Jon said. "But I would not go so far as to call it a safe place. It is certainly a place where I would keep awareness about myself. But if you're as capable as you seem, you will do all right."

No harm had come to his family aside from Sansa's injury and she'd recovered quickly enough.
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-05-10 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Runs the same way with Crows," Jon said, his tone just as wry and just as dry. He hadn't referred to himself as a crow in a long time but since she was talking about hawks, it just seemed like the natural progression of things.

"That's what they called men of the Watch back home. Crows, on account that we all wear black."
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-05-14 01:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Jon shook his head. "No, the Watch guards the Wall along the northern border," he explained. "Wildlings attack from there, you see, and the holdings just south of the border need to be protected. I was Lord Commander for a while."

And now he was King in the North, which was quite a shift in status for a bastard. "I commanded the army there."
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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-05-16 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)

"I usually wield a bastard sword," Jon said. "Rarely a shield, usually just the two handed sword and hope for the best. I'm a keen eye with a bow, as well, which has proven more useful here than the sword."

No weapons save for those bows, after all, and Jon didn't know how they would deal with an enemy that got past their perimeter without some sort of hand to hand weapons. It was something to consider - they needed a palisade, of some sort, or a moat. Perhaps both.

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[personal profile] tooktheblack 2017-05-18 08:54 am (UTC)(link)

"It usually helps to have someone who can take a bit of punishment," Jon said, laughing lightly. He had always thrown himself into battle to protect others and he imagined it would never change. Even here, he would lay his life down for his sisters or for Margaery; he couldn't imagine being any different.

"I try to do my best to keep those with me safe from harm. I would rather take injury myself than see someone I care about get hurt. I've always been that way. That might seem reckless but it's a noble sort of reckless, isn't it?"

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