@dalishbandit​ asked: ‘Never seen one like you before.’ 

      “ -- One what? ” his expression gives nothing away as he looms over the elf, eye focused solely on him as a brow rose inch by inch. Arms folding across his chest, Bull would almost seem offended -- if not for the faint tinge of amusement in his tone. “ A qunari? A mercenary like me? Or a qunari who looks as good as I do? Lots of ways to unpack that phrase. . . But it’s all true. There isn’t a qunari or mercenary who’s anything like me or looks as good as I do doing what I do. ” 

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  Something twisted inside of Vel upon hearing the words spoken to him. He felt the hair on his arms rise in a shiver, unsure as to why, & held his breath while knitting his brows together in anxious agitation. He felt a gush of pain to his chest, & breathed.

❛ Is it the leg  ? It’s an old injury, it doesn’t hurt any longer. Stop bothering me. ❜

“The flesh is healed, but the heart still hurts. Knots wound round and round your head. Burning from the inside, aching, clenched between teeth too proud to admit it.” Cole dropped his clouded gaze towards the ground. So much hurt coiled tight around his heart, tying back his tongue, trying to keep the hurt out. But it snuck in through the cracks, slipping and stinging. And the knots like wire cut his heart protected inside. The blood turned to poison on his lips.

Where to pull the knots? Which wires to loosen lest he draw more blood?

Did he want to stop, then?

Iveani had never been an angry person. She had reasons why it would make sense for her to be angry, of course, but that’s never been her. She did understand emotions getting too high and making her behave in ways she didn’t want to, however.

“It’s not the same, but I used to get really anxious. It would all come bubbling up at the same time over the smallest things. Certain phrases people might use innocently, or certain smells, or seeing certain kinds of people, little things like that. And it would get so bad that it was like I completely lost control of myself and I felt like it would kill me,” she said, but realized she was rambling. That part wasn’t important.

“But there was a trick my keeper taught me that would help a lot. I know it’s different than being mad, but maybe the same trick would help you if you were getting more angry than the situation called for? I could teach it to you, if you wanted.”

Send “Colorful Hues” and I’ll make a color pallet my muses associates with yours using this. // Accepting!

Could go in two directions!

  ❛ But you fucking did, you shemlen scum. ❜ Vel hissed, having just shifted from the form of a bird into his real, elven form. He hadn’t anticipated a fight in this area & had been sitting idly, caught then in friendly fire.  ❛ Watch where you’re aiming !  ❜

Daisy reeled backward at his voice. She had never heard someone so angry before. It nearly froze her to the start as she looked at the man. The fight had ended shortly after he had shifted, but she wasn’t focused on it at the moment.