Sweet dreams are made of these...

[thespaceopera]

[ Calibration Rooms ]
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ROOMS BY CHARACTER

A Abigail Hobbs Aiya/Gray Nightingale Adrasteius Anor'thalion Ahsoka Tano Alex Russo Allen Walker Anders Anthony Crowley Asteffiel Axel

B - D Belthazar Spellscry Beverly Crusher Bran Stark Caesar Zeppeli Cayde-6 Cheese Sandwich Clay Terran Coil Cole Davesprite Duke Pantarei

E - I Elecman.exe Elena Gilbert Elize Lutus Felix Harrowgate Fenris Finrod Haruka Tenoh/Sailor Uranus Imperator Furiosa Isabela Issac Lahey

J - M Jade Harley James Barnes/Jim James Barnes/Winter Joseph Joestar Katara Katniss Everdeen/Nova Kirito/Kazuto Kirigaya Kurt Wagner Leanne Loki Maladict(a) Max Caulfield Megaman Mordin Solus

Comments

[child_of_bhaal]

[She's not put off by the growl. She understands what he's saying. She knows better than to take something from a canine's mouth, unless it knows and trusts you.

So once she's close enough, she just offers her hand to sniff.]

Don't worry, I'm not going to take your toy. I just want to meet you, if you'll let me.

[wolfuncaged]

[He lets out another growl, before leaning his head forward to sniff her hand. His ears twitch, his tail gives a brief wag, and he settles. He tosses the doll into the air and catches it in his jaws, chewing off the head this time. It rolls off the bed to the floor.

It looks like it was supposed to be a dark haired man. ]

[child_of_bhaal]

[Seeing as she has permission, she puts her hand on his head to scratch him gently behind the ears. After he tossed the doll and rips it's head off, of course.]

Well that was a neat trick. I'm impressed. Let me get that for you.

[She reaches to pick up the fallen head, intending to put it back on his paws.]

[wolfuncaged]

[He moves away from her questing hand pretty quickly, settling on chewing the doll again. As soon as her fingers touch the head, the room changes. ]

[Everything is different now. The room is big and grand, definitely not the same place. A group of men and women in robes are milling around, talking, laughing, entertaining. It's a party.

You move your head to take in the room, but you feel a sharp TUG at your neck. There's a collar there, attached to a chain. On the other side is the man the doll represented. Tall and dark haired, a cruel smile across his lips.]

Pay attention, my little wolf, it's time for me to entertain my guests.

[The words "yes, master" pass your lips. The doors open and a child is brought through, his clothing is torn, his skin dirty. A child of the streets. No one will miss him. No one important, anyway. The man with the chain beams, waving the group of people over, enjoying being the center of attention. ]

My friends! Did you think I'd bring you here without giving you something to talk about on the way home tonight? You'd be very wrong if you did.

[He laughs and gives a nod. A knife goes into the boy from the slave who'd brought him in. He doesn't die. He bleeds and the man with the chain waves his fingers. The boy dances. He bleeds and dances and SCREAMS. ]

[And then, just like that, she's back in the run down room. The wolf has stood up, his hackles raised, snarling, eyes fixed on her. ]

[child_of_bhaal]

[She's old hat at horrors, so when she comes back to the room, she doesn't scream, or wretch, or flail about in hysterics. But there are tears on her cheeks, of rage and empathy.

She looks up at the wolf, regretful and penetant. She puts the doll head down on the bed carefully. If the wolf bites her, she feels he's earned it.]

I hope you got to kill him.

[wolfuncaged]

[The wolf doesn't bite her, the head back in his possession, he gets to chewing it, tearing it into the smallest pieces he can. He wags his tail, once, in response.

He sure did. He killed him good.]

[child_of_bhaal]

Good. I'm glad. I hope it hurt.

[She gives the wolf a friendly pat on the back and wipes at her face. She glances around at the other objects in the room.]

Anything I should avoid?

[wolfuncaged]

[The wolf's head goes in the direction of the glowing vial, growling low.

Don't touch that, you won't like it. You really, really won't. ]

[child_of_bhaal]

[She sees what the wolf is growling at and nods.]

Duly noted, sir.

[She didn't ask advice to ignore it. She steered away from the vital. While she has a soft spot for books, it's the great sword that draws her next. It's been months since she's seen a decent blade. She might not be able to wield this one, it's much too big, she can still admire it's craftsmanship.]

I miss my swords.

[She muses allowed, reaching out to touch the flat of the blade.]

[wolfuncaged]

[It's truly a huge blade, you would need two hands and a great amount of strength to wield it. As soon as she touches the blade, the air ripples around her and the scene changes.]

[ You're still in the same room, though this time a bearded, dark haired man walks in. Hawke. Someone who brings a mixture of joy and frustration into your life. Mostly frustration. He's carrying the sword.]

"Take a look at this"

You straighten from your leaning spot by the window, surprised.

"A Blade of Mercy? I remember these. You see them in the Imperium. Replicas of the sword Archon Hassarian used to kill Andraste. This one looks finely crafted."

Hawke makes a dismissive sound, as he is wont to do. You think you carry anger around with you, but it is nothing compared to Hawke.

"It seems like a regular sword."

You sigh, reach out to take it from him. If anything to just stop the pouting.

"Here, let me show you."

You run your hand over it, feel the lyrium singing in your veins, pulling and pushing at the weapon at the same time. Light begins to glow from the sword, shifting through it in small cracks in the metal. You look at the weapon thoughtfully.

"These are gifts of honour. Given to those who have preformed a service for the Imperium. Danarius coveted them, as I recall."

The name still tastes terrible on your tongue. Like ash. The picture that comes to mind with it matches the dark haired man with the chain. Hawke shrugs.

"I'd like you to have it.."

You shift your feet, fleeing the rage swell in you again, as it often does around Hawke.But you fight it down. This is...different. Than your normal arguments.

"For me? Yes...I think I'd like that. I'll think of the irony as I wield it. Thank you, Hawke."

[The room shifts to normal and the wolf sits, watching her. He lets out a yelping bark once. ]

[child_of_bhaal]

[She takes her hand away as the vision ends. Danarius, the slave master. Hawke, but not her charming friend, whom she misses every day.

She turns to the wolf. He's a stranger, and now she knows so much about him. She feels like she should intrusive herself, or apologize for intruding. What comes out is:]

You're a friend of Hawke's?

[wolfuncaged]

[The wolf wags his tail. It's a little more complicated than that. Multiple universes and Hawkes make matters a little...stranger. But he would still do anything for any Hawke he came across.

The items in the room all vanish, and light comes from the door, it seems she is free of the Calibration.]

[child_of_bhaal]

[Oh. Well that was quick and painful. She walks towards the door, because where else can she go?]

Well I suppose that's my cue. Sorry for the intrusion.

[wolfuncaged]

[The wolf gives a soft wuf, in response. You've been judged as "okay" good job! ]