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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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.]

[Fenris glances over at Hawke when he falls silent. Had he said something wrong? Or, well- it is pretty shocking to arrive in a place like this so suddenly. Even Hawke had to pause and think about it, right?

He isn't the type to pester, so he allows Hawke his moment to think, quickly padding through the city streets. And yeah, he still doesn't wear shoes.]

[Hawke noticed this.]

Are shoes here the enemy too?

[Ah yes. Something to tease him with gently. Okay, Hawke was in a new world, there was apparently a version of him that was a rogue, but there was also odd technology here. But, there's nothing he can do right now, so it's best to just go one foot in front of the other.]

Sorry. I got lost in a maze of my own thought, and I know what you're thinking, the maze can't have been all that big but I kept getting turned around and it was a mess.

Not the enemy, but still no friend of mine.

[Only Hawke could make Fenris smile this easily.]

Did-- you have any questions? I will do my best to answer them.

Not really. It's more to do with the fact that I'm slightly bewildered right now. I'm sure over time I'll have plenty of questions I'm sure and you'll grow tired of answering them.

[He scratched his beard and looked up at the building that Fenris had lead them towards.]

Do you live here?

With you? Perhaps. But I will answer them nonetheless.

[He walks into the building. Thankfully, it's not up many flights of stairs, not as many as his old apartment when he lived on his own.]

You are welcome to take my room, if you wish. I do not often use it.

[He much prefers to sleep on the comfy armchair Re-l gave him.]

No, that's not how it works Fenris.

[He chuckles.]

I'm intruding on your hospitality. You're supposed to say: "Well, I could offer you the bed." And then I have to say: "Oh no, I wouldn't want to intrude, you take the bed." And then we argue back and forward and you force me to take the bedroom and act offended that I took it. Clearly you have a lot to learn as a host.

[Ah. This place is... high up. Imagine living in a tower. Imagine having living space in the tower.]

Truly? But that seems-- ah. A joke?

[When isn't Hawke joking... Ah, well. They're almost there!]

In any case, I've already been here for months. While leaving seems possible, it is also something we cannot control.

No, for once it's not a joke. That is what society dictates we must do. Must be Orlesian influence.

[Hawke didn't mind stairs. Kirkwall had a lot of stairs, so did his house really.]

Right. Trapped, got it.

[He didn't like that at all. But he needed to know the facts.]

Have you fared well? [A carefully coded question, if Fenris hadn't? Then he had to fix it. Like he would for all of his friends.]

[Guilt rises like bile in his throat. He can't tell Hawke about- about setting someone on fire. He just can't.]

...as well as anyone can in this blighted city.

[On the last few steps, he seems to make an excessive amount of noise, feet stamping a little harder than normal and keys jingling as he opens the door. It's precaution's sake.]

[... Fenris is being odd. But he knows not to push him. Fenris will tell Hawke what's the matter when he's ready, as frustrating as that fact is. Then... stomping and key jangling?]

Is this a Tevinter dance craze I've not heard of?

No, but it would behoove you to do the same should you decide to stay here.

[He'll leave the...assassin part for Zevran to explain.

They step inside-- and it's a pretty barren place. None of the occupants are really used to owning much.]

O...kay?

[Hawke shook his head and made a face before stepping inside.]

Not quite high town... not low town either.

[Gifts. Gifts are what these people needed. Nothing extravagant... just something to make it more homey.]

So who lives here, You, Isabela's Friend Zevran. Anyone else?

...you shall see soon enough.

[He stands around awkwardly for a moment.]

Are you-- thirsty?

Yes, Thirsty for information. Who else lives here Fenris?

[Tell me please. You're starting to make me worry.]

Mmm.

[Fenris fidgets.]

The mage.

Anders is here? Why would you hide that from me Fenris?

[He wasn't angry, he was just completely confused.]

Are you jealous?

[He asks trying to joke it off.]

[Uh, no, he just thought you'd ask a lot of weird questions as to why he and Fenris are still alive. He looks confused.]

I'm not certain I understand what jealousy has to do with any of this.

Nevermind Fenris. Why did you hesitate to mention Anders? Did something happen?

[He asked, dread beginning to creep up on him.]

...You do not find it strange that we are living together? Seemingly harmoniously?

[And also? He hasn't been around in a few days. That might worry Hawke...]

You two... Well now that you mention it.

[He shakes his head.]

Can we please just establish what's going on? Is he here?

...He is not. I have not seen him in some time.

[He can't ever... not do something for Hawke. He just can't.]

We had something of an argument.

[Typical. His lips purse slightly, but he doesn't make a comment or become angry.]

So we need to find him.

[He didn't want details, yes he loved Anders, but Anders could be extreme, and with Fenris being Fenris they did clash quite a lot.]

But he is here in this place?

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