sirenspull | ~001 Comedy Mask~ [Video]

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~001 Comedy Mask~ [Video]

Ah- yes. Hello. This... is Garret Hawke here. The Champion of Kirkwall. I appear to be in a place that's... not where I went to sleep. So either I've been drinking in the Hanged man again, or I've been kidnapped by some form of wily demon.

[He sighed and gave that beard a scratch.]

The thing is, I'm a big fan of knowing where I am, and there's a lot of things here that really make me question what I had to drink last night. These buildings don't look like anything in Kirkwall. Or Fereldan. Maybe these are tevinter buildings? No. Fenris probably would have commented on how they were built by slaves or something.

[He shook his head and sighed.]

Well. If anyone could give me information I'd pay them in... [He checked for his purse.] A charming smile and perhaps even a flirty wink.

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Yeeees... I assume you're familiar with the concept considering that you yourself use one.

[Okay, This wasn't just Fenris being weird. Something... was wrong if Fenris couldn't place what a sword was.]

Fenris, are you all right?

[Fenris is confused. And it shows on his face.]

Yes, but.

You've always been very capable with daggers and archery, Hawke. It does not seem efficient to take up another weapon so suddenly. Are you in need of daggers? Zevran surely has spares.

... I've never been able to use daggers. They're small and pointy and far too much hassle.

[He raised an eyebrow at Fenris.]

And as far as Archery goes, I can about shoot a deer. But not people. Are you sure you're all right?

[He curses his apartment for being so far away. But these questions really couldn't wait.]

I'm fine.

[He also curses this place for making him look foolish.]

Please, answer truthfully. What is the last thing you remember before waking up here?

I'd just told Meredith she was losing the plot and stuck up for Orsino when they were arguing in the courtyard.

[He shook his head.]

I'm counting the ways she can mess up Kirkwall before she finally admits or shows she's well and truely off the deep end.

[He nods. He remembers that, so Hawke isn't in his future like they both seem to be in Anders' far future. But Fenris also remembers much more, suggesting that Hawke is in his past. Not far, though.]

Everything I am about to tell you, Hawke, is going to seem very... absurd. I'm still not quite certain how it all works, but it is the reality. You must accept them as fact, regardless of how far-fetched it seems.

Well, I've had such a logical and sensical day so far.

[His sarcasm was a comfort to him right now.]

A little more insanity won't hurt. And I trust you not to lie because to make a lie out of all of this you must be far more imaginative than I ever thought.

I have reason to believe I am from your... future.

[Awkwardly clears his throat.]

And last I remember, you were a very capable rogue. On par with Isabela and Sebastian.

.... That... is really... interesting?

[And last I remembered you were sane.]

... I quite fancy myself as a rogue. Being all stealthy and acrobatic. But unfortunately I have never had the dexterity for it. I was trained in two handed swords and I became a Reaver.

[He sighed. That wasn't a fun process, but it was worth it.]

So... Care to venture why you and I remember different things?

This is an entirely new world, Hawke. Everything we knew in Thedas has little hold here. In any case, the magic here is less predictable than what we once knew. Perhaps that is to blame.

[He's...almost...there!]

Though it is... amusing all the same. Imagining you with a two-handed weapon.

... As about as amusing as imagining me with a bow really.

[He chuckled to himself and shook his head. People around here wore very odd clothes. He watched a man walk past in a t-shirt and jeans.]

That looks a lot more comfortable than armour.

[Aaand he arrives. His hunched posture, white hair, and stubborn determination to at least wear some durable leather everywhere should make him easily seen even in the crowd. Fenris looks up and-- sure enough, Hawke has a sword. And armor. And this is completely weird for him.]

Yes, this place isn't much like Thedas at all. Not in the daytime, anyway. At night, however, many strange beasts roam the streets. It is advisable that you remain indoors at all times.

[And a genuine smile.]

It is good to see you, my friend.

I'd offer a brotherly hug or a handshake, but I fear you're not used to such strength.

[He chuckles and gives Fenris a big smile back.]

It sounds like you've settled in the place somewhat. Which is good. You get to take lead for a little while, at least till I find my bearings.

[That was-- a strange thing to hear. It made Fenris fidget, shift from foot to foot.]

We will see this just how powerful this strength is you boast of. As for now- I imagine a man like yourself will be able to adapt easily.

[His expression twists with a bit of concern.]

Though even here, slavery persists. Perhaps even more so than in Kirkwall. I advise you to be cautious.

Then it's good I arrived.

[He said seriously, putting a hand to his blade, as a sort of encouragement for Fenris.]

We will have to sort that out then. [Hawke places a hand on Fenris's shoulder reassuringly giving it a squeeze.]

I will not allow slavery if I can help it.

[It's to the point where Fenris doesn't even flinch when Hawke touches him. Fenris smiles in appreciation. He always knew Hawke would fight that sort of thing. It would kill him to see Hawke caught up in that, though. He'd have to make certain the other man knew where that- that one slave establishment was.]

Let us move on, then.

Let's.

[He chuckled and followed Fenris's direction, looking around.]

Does seeing all these... odd things become normal? Please tell me it becomes normal, this facial expression would hurt to stay in for long periods of time.

[He looks up at a street lamp that's had the sensor covered so it's stuck on.]

... It glows? Is that machine or magic?

You certainly become accustomed to it, but it is still a wonder that such things can exist. Without magic, I'm told.

[It feels so weird to be leading.]

It's without magic?! ... How odd.

[It feels really weird to be following. Though he can finally see the benefit of it. Fenris has quite the fine butt to fall in behind.]

Do you live alone? [He asked watching Fenris's stride.] I've always wondered what it'd be like for us to live in little sections. We couldn't live together, You'd kill Anders, Anders would kill Merril. Isabela and Aveline would kill eachother and I'd be left with an awful lot of murder to cover up.

No, I do not.

[He holds his tongue about Anders. They hadn't killed each other so far, but then again this is a completely different Anders. Someone he hasn't seen in quite a while, actually. Troublingly so.]

I suppose you haven't met Zevran yet. He is-- a friend of Isabela's.

[He nearly falters there. Is it okay to call Zevran his own friend, too?]

I hope you two have more in common than knowing Isabela if you're living together.

[Hawke smiled. It was becoming clearer to him that Hawke still had work to do when it came to Fenris and his esteem. A little guilt washed over him as he nodded to the elf.]

Oh well. Any friend of Isabela's who doesn't want to kill me is a friend of mine.

We are both elves?

[Does that count? Oh, and they like pointy sticks? As in-- weapons. Not the-- er, yes. Anyway.]

I doubt he'd want to kill you, no. I rather suspect the two of you will get along.

I meant I assume you two are friends too?

[He chuckled. Oh Fenris.]

Oh! Good. You know how fond I am of attactive elves. Especially when they don't want to kill me.

[Hawke's answers to everything: Crack a joke, Be charming, Lie, Flirt, if all else fails kill it. In this case? Flirt.]

I-- suppose we are. He has helped me countless times. I owe him a great deal.

[He seems to fluster a little at the question, eyes averted and posture tensing. He's not used to admitting so openly and so freely about things like that. It was weird enough saying such things to Hawke, his closest friend. The only one he thought he'd ever have.]

It is a wonder you and Isabela get along.

Good! I'm glad you've gained another friend. And it is a wonder isn't it?

[He was amused, but behind his little mischievous smile he did actually feel proud of Fenris. His life was certainly in need of enriching. But he had faith. Fenris was far too smart to let his life go to waste.

Hawke stayed quiet as they continued on his way back to Fenris's apartment. He was thinking a few things over, it wasn't often he had to think like this, but he'd snap out of it soon.]

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