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@looking-for-lost-stars for starter call
"I am fine. It's just a few scratches." No, he was not fine. That was a nasty gash over the back of his knee and he was struggling to walk...or stay upright.
Damn Red Templars.
One caught him from behind and while he'd stopped the bleeding with magic to hold him until they managed to get into Skyhold after the skirmish just outside, he still needed help.
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@magioffire from starter call
Before him, there was a vision of care in grooming, posture, and demeanor—an act but it was fluid, almost natural, practice made into perfect survival. It demanded attention and respect. And a bit of caution.
On impulse, Cole tried to read thoughts and feelings. Something. Anything.
But guarded and secure, much like Solas, only the surface of the strongest emotions and memories seen through the hazy barriers of a lifetime of practice. Hidden and kept under lock and key. Protection from anything and anyone.
The work it must have taken to do it, he thought in admiration.
Trying to find some way to preemptively endear him to Cole with compliments like Varric had offhandedly mentioned while a bit tipsy, he blurted out, "Is everyone from Minrathous pretty?"
Right, listening to Varric's alcoholic advice was not advisable, he very quickly decided.
He hid the grimace beneath his hat. No. Wrong. Maybe he could make him forget? No. He promised the others he wouldn't do it as frequently, save it for emergencies.
@dreadwxlf from starter call
Cole gently set two cups down in front of Solas, mindful of the stacks of papers and books.
"It's called coffee. One is bitter and the other is...sweet and milky." He gestured to the first—a watery, near black substance—and then to the creamy one of a softer, brown color. "The second is called mocha; it has a bit of chocolate in it. You don't like tea but...I thought you might like one of these instead."
@bruxolobo from starter call
Ameridan stared, fork poised at his lips in shock, but...oh gods, what the fuck?
He slowly set the fork down and took a slow, deep breath. "I'm sorry, but what happened to your hair?"
@bluesunsdusk from this call
"You're in the wrong wing of the facility. Come here often, beautiful?" Sombra grinned at Setesh from where she dematerialized, leaning against a wall.
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@harnessed-the-harness from the starter call
Angela shouldn't do it. She really shouldn't...but she couldn't just leave someone bleeding out like this. It was either kill him and put him out of his misery or...
After a moment of hesitation, she switched on her beam to heal his injuries and prayed she'd be allowed to walk away.
"Now don't tell Reinhardt," she mumbled.
@lathal for the starter
Ameridan approached Iveani, a small box in hand. He was...a mess at the moment. Covered in mud and gods only knew what else from his trip, but his hands and the box were pristine, at least.
"I had to stop in Val Royeaux on my way back to Skyhold, and I procured a few cakes and the like while I was there. I figured you could use something to get you through the chaos."
@bluesunsdusk for the starter
"I need a drink, and therefore, I come with enough to share." Ameridan set a large bottle of Antivan wine on the desk, along with two glasses. He had finally washed up and changed after his trip, the random detritus missing from his person.
And drinks? He needed it.
What a fucking trip...
