driftfleet | Hammer 8 1370 dr

Who: Syeira and YOU!
Broadcast:Fleetwide
Action: Around the ships or elsewhere for soup delivery. Then the Space Bar.
When: Some time after the 6th for soup. Any evening pretty much for the Space Bar.

[video]

So I know a lot of people are getting sick, and I know that chicken soup is something a lot of people recommend back home. So I wanted to make soup, but I couldn't get any actual chicken, so I got fish. It's been tasted and called not bad.

So um. I have soup. If you're sick.

[This sounds really lame now that she's saying it out loud. Ah hell.]

Robin, I'm bringing you some. And anyone else I know who's sick. You're getting some.

[You people are taking this fish soup.]

So I'll...be around...with soup.

[Action]

[She goes to Varric's bar because he announced his first. And it is very comfortable for her tastes. She finds herself a table, and gets a pint of whatever. Then she starts drinking. For a more petite girl, she drinks very very well. And she'll be there a while. Until they ask her to go. She's really not used to bars that have closing times.]

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[She...doesn't recognize him. Not exactly. He'd been a wolf when they'd met, so she gives him a searching look, genuinely trying to place him. Because he seems to know her, and there's something familiar about him.]

I'm so sorry. I don't- We've met, yes? I'm usually better than this.

[He's not one to toy with her, if he'd been Varric, he'd have acted hurt, but he knows why she doesn't remember him. ]

Not...quite. You visited my calibration. With the wolf.

That was you?

[She shoves her hair back behind her ear, embarrassed by her own reaction. Maybe don't be so shocked, Sye.]

I'm sorry. It's just a surprise to run into you. I'd have asked after you sooner, but I don't know your name.

[He gives a small shrug. ]

It is...fine. I did not make an attempt to contact anyone after it.

[Mostly because his memories are either non-existent or TERRIBLE. Not the best conversation pieces.]

My name is Fenris. It is...good to meet you.

Fenris. Well, that makes a lot of sense.

[She bows shortly, but politely.]

I am Syeira of Candlekeep. It's an honor and a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance, Fenris.

It means "little wolf" in my native tongue.

[The name Danarius gave him. The name he took for himself, made his own. ]

Likewise. I trust you have been well since the Calibrations?

As well as one can be in captivity. Even one as luxurious as this.

[She lost 60% of her crew since then. It's rough, but she won't burden him with that.]

I could ask you the same question though. It can't be pleasant to have had someone tromping through your memories like that.

That is most true. Still, there are worse places to be.

[Fuck Exsilium forever.]

I have been...fine. I have so little of my memories left that it matters little to me if others see them.

[He gets a big of agreement. There are far worse places to be.]

Would it be alright if I asked you to explain? I can't deny If like to get to know you better.

It is...fine. I am not opposed to speaking about the subject.

[There's a pause.]

How much do you remember seeing?

[Everything.]

Aside from the room itself, I saw two memories. Both were from your perspective.

[How much should she say, out in the open like this. It just seems rude.]

That man[said with heat in her tone] and what he did to the boy. And your Hawke giving you the sword.

[That's what he was afraid of. ]

Danarius.

[He says the name like it makes him sick. ]

He was my former master. He is the one who did this to me. [He gestures to the markings going up his arms.] They are made of lyrium, a magical element in my world. He wished to create a living weapon.

There are few things worse in all the planes than a slaver. I meant what I said, I'm glad you got to kill him.

[And she hopes he suffered. But that she keeps to herself, because it walks the line of her own morality and how she thinks she ought to behave.

The markings are fascinating though, and keep her attention.]

Forgive the impertinence, but what do you mean it's a magical element? They're imbued with magic or do you mean this is actually something physically tangible?

I am glad you agree on that.

[Or this conversation would already be over. ]

It is found in rock underground. It has...magical properties, enhances magic in mages and such. I doubt most have even scratched the surface of what it can do.

Regardless, in forcing the lyrium into my skin, my former master created an experience of painful it wiped away the memories I have of my life before them.

[She winces in empathy. She's been there before.]

I know what that kind of pain is like.

[She did not intend to say that out loud.]

[Ah. That's...never a good familiarity. ]

Then you have my sympathies, such a thing is never welcome.

No, not even a little.

[She feels awkward now. She doesn't like burdening people with her issues.]

When I said I'd like to know you better, I didn't just mean all the bad stuff.

[His life is like 90% bad stuff he doesn't know what to offer her here. ]

Oh. There is little good to offer, I'm afraid.

[Offer the other 10%, obviously.]

Now that I don't believe for a second. I'm sure there's plenty good, you're just not thinking of it because you're on the spot.

[She props a hip onto the table nearby, getting comfortable, and more importantly, trying to relax the situation. This is just casual, two people getting to know one another in the normal, non-invasive way.]

Start simple. What do you do for fun? Do you have any hidden talents? Things like that.

[Fenris doesn't look any more relaxed. In fact, he tenses even more, his shoulders tightening. He shifts from foot to foot. ]

Not...especially. I sit quietly and by myself for fun.

[She pays attention to his very loud body language. And while she would normally rather keep the conversation on him, she thinks perhaps something else for now would be better.]

There's not a lot to do penned up on these ships, is there?

[Most likely not what he meant. Shh. She's lowering the pressure of this conversation.]

You play cards?

[Oh...there's something. He brightens, albeit a little. ]

Yes, I do, actually.

Hammer 8 1370 dr

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