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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Anyone who wants in on the aftermath of a sort-of-murder*.
Broadcast: Maybe some!
Action: It varies!
When: After a couple people had a Very Bad Day.

[so, on the Station, there was a bit of a fight involving a couple of elves and a demi-god, and someone got their heart crushed (quite literally).

the audience loved it! ratings skyrocketed! and there's probably some good gossip to be had.

if anyone wants to catch the participants after it's all over, or wants a place to hold their own conversations or interactions related in any way to the aftermath, this is the place to do it.]


[[OOC: said murder is here (contains mild gore and the cheery topic of slavery/owning people, just as a warning).]]

Comments

action and accidental video

[catamite]

→ waystation
[Nel is having a Very Bad Day. amidst all of the fruitflavored ads and dancing lights, there is an extremely distraught-looking little elf wandering around. face red and tear-streaked, he's just a mess.

he looks intent on the fact that he is walking somewhere... but is maybe a little lost. his eyes are wet and blurred and it's hard to think around how upset he is. he's looking for his ship, but mostly his mind is just spinning uselessly around.]


→ SS Three Twins
[Nel tries to be quiet about returning to the ship, but he's failing badly. as soon as he's shut away into the dark confines of the ship, away from trouble and outside prying eyes, he pretty much falls apart.

he cries quietly, at least, but doesn't know where he's going once he actually returns 'home.' pacing around the bridge just winds him up, so he'll retreat to the bunk after a few useless minutes of that. sitting on the edge of his cot and just... hugging his arms tight around himself and trying to calm down.

it's not working.]


→ video
[he hangs onto his communicator, keeps it nearby, just like Robin told him to. he doesn't notice that it's on, though. carrying it around while he paces, tossed onto the cot next to him once he folds up into useless tears in the bunk, he won't notice that it's projecting everything unless it makes a sound. otherwise, anyone tuning in gets a sniffling, snotty, sad little show.]

action and some frantic locked comm stuff;

[merchantprince]

[action]

[Varric heard the news from one of the contacts he met on this station, and now he is scooting around trying to find people. You ever seen a dwarf scoot? He is very good at it. And he has his gun in case things get bad.]

Shit. Shit.

[So he starts fucking with his communicator.]

[Merrill- Locked, personal comm]

Daisy, wake up! We've got a situation. Our good friend from Tevinter apparently ripped out some guy's heart. In the middle of the waystation. And the lucky guy is part of the Fleet.

This is going to come back to the elf, badly. He'll probably need a place to crash. I'm going to see what I can come up with, but we need to find him first.

[Fenris - Locked, personal comm]

[Varric does not sound happy.]

Hey. Do you need somewhere to stay? Does he have friends? Is he gonna come after you?

Don't just run off into the middle of nowhere without a plan. We're in this together.

comm!

[yourdistraction]

No! Wh—What?! I claimed that corn!

[ Oh, hold on? Yes she was definitely sleeping. She wasn't even sleeping on the ship, since she'd gotten lost while at the waystations and ended up sleeping in a small alley. Naturally, her head smacks a broken sign in her haste to stand up and handle her communicator at the same time.

This isn't about food, and Exsilium winter. Just another unnatural disaster. ]

Oh. —Oh! Fenris did what?! Who was it?

[ Maybe she should also ask 'why' but...it's Fenris. Does it matter, the reasons are probably easily deduced even by Merrill. ]

[merchantprince]

[MERRILL............. Varric can give her some twine later. For now--]

The guy's name is Robin. I've spoken to him before. I don't know why the elf offed him yet; I'm betting it was something big.

Did I mention he ripped out his heart in public? Because he did. This isn't a matter of laying low. Someone is going to be pissed.

[yourdistraction]

[ She doesn't think she's spoken to a Robin, but she can't be sure. There were so many new names to learn all at once. New names and new places... But this isn't that new! Unpleasant, sure, but Merrill isn't all that surprised to hear Fenris has acted out. She'd had to keep him from killing Cole shortly after they'd arrived. ]

Oh no. He's probably run off, too! He wouldn't come to us. Well, not to me. Perhaps to you?

[ If Hawke were here, he might run to him. Or her? Merrill is still rather confused on that, but she thinks either Hawke would be preferable to none right now. It would give them some sort of beacon. Hmmming nervously as she ducks her way out of the alley, she tries to remember her way back. How will she fare any better now than she did earlier? ]

Where else would he go? Is there a tavern around here? Or, um... An abandoned mansion with dusty paintings, rubble and dead bodies?

[ A regular Nancy Drew, Merrill. No hope. ]

[merchantprince]

Haven't seen any run-down mansions lately.

[He scratches the back of his neck.]

He'll probably go back to his ship. If... he's smart. If he's not, I know where the bar is.

You should get back to your ship too, Daisy. If yours isn't safe, you can come to mine.

[yourdistraction]

The people on my ship don't seem the wrong sort. I can't tell for certain yet, but it's been safe so far! I'm not interested in being safe, though. I'm going to look for Fenris.

Should I look on his ship?

[merchantprince]

[He rubs at his temple for a second.] Just-- be careful, all right? If something happens to either of you, Hawke will melt my face off. And I like my face.

We'll cover more ground if we split up. Do you remember what ship he's on?

[yourdistraction]

Ummm...

[ SUCH NANCY DREW. ]

It will come to me!

Yes, it's—

No.

communicator hijinks;

[yourdistraction]

fenris — video }

[ Okay so Merrill looks a little annoyed, but mostly because of this being such a scene. Really! No self control at all. She also looks worried. ]

Fenris? Are you there? Let me know if you're all right. And tell me where you are, please. Tell Varric, at least. You might have gone too far, we can't be certain yet. Varric says people might react, well—

You left it right there!

kaneis — video }

I'm sorry! To bother you, I mean. Are you sleeping? Well I suppose you aren't anymore, I'm very sorry if so. Yes, have you seen Fenris?

Video forevah

[wilder]

[He was reading when he got the message. He raises an eyebrow at the message, before turning on the feed]

Heh, don't worry. I wasn't sleeping.

But no, I haven't seen him. Why?

[merchantprince]

[That actually gets him to smile a bit.]

The Tourist.

[yourdistraction]

No wonder I couldn't remember. What does that even mean?

Oh, that isn't important! Okay, I will find my way there! But hopefully Fenris will respond soon and this will not be a problem. It could easily not be a problem, isn't that right?

[yourdistraction]

He might have perhaps torn somebody's heart out, and then left them there. In public. There's no need to go saying that, however! But Varric found a body, and...Fenris does that sort of thing to people who deserve it.

It would be beneficial to find him before somebody else does.

[wilder]

-- What?!

[GIVE HIM A MOMENT HERE]

He might have- What?!

[yourdistraction]

I don't know why it happened! Varric says his name is Robin? Do you know him, and why Fenris might have done so?

action 5ever;

[ino]

[ yeah, she's definitely noticing when he comes back in -- after all, it's her job to make sure she knows where her crew is anyways! but wow he does not look in good shape ... ]

-- Nel ... ?

[wilder]

Robin?! Yeah, that's my friend's captain!

I can't think of any reason why he'd deserve to have his heart ripped out though! [IF HE SOUNDS A LITTLE FREAKED, ITS PROBABLY BECAUSE THIS IS INSANE]

[yourdistraction]

Please don't panic! I'm sure Fenris has an explanation. That's why I'm trying to find him.

[ And to make sure someone else doesn't like come after him or whatever, but...she's still so lost?! W o w. ]

[wilder]

[He cups his mouth and nose with his hands, taking in a deep breath that sounds like a groan]

Sweet goddess Martel...

[Yep. This is so fucked up he's resorting to religious terms. Good job. But okay jeez, right...it's not like he hasn't killed anyone before himself. Maybe not that...brutally but still!]

[Goddess he hopes he doesn't have to be the one to tell Robin's crew.]

What reasons does Fenris usually kill people over?

[merchantprince]

[There is a dangerously long pause on Varric's end.]

Uh... sure! Let's go with that.

[And it's followed by grumbling.] Maker's man-tits, I'm getting too old for this.

[yourdistraction]

Well, you already know how he feels about magic, especially blood magic and abominations. What else?

[ THE SUPER GLARING OBVIOUS ONE to anybody from Hawke's gutter gang. ]

Slavery. Elves being mistreated. Likely any Magister or somebody like one would rile him up. He would also of, course, do it in self-defense.

[ There's a chance Fenris was attacked! ]

[yourdistraction]

[ That isn't comforting! ]

How old is too old for this?

[merchantprince]

Did you just ask my age, Daisy?

[He almost sounds a little amused.]

Don't worry, we'll figure it out. We always do.

[yourdistraction]

No! Why? Is that offensive? I'm sorry! I'm not curious.

[ Little bit. But that's not important! ]

Does this have a compass?