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driftfleet2016-07-02 05:44 pm
bryces_pup) wrote in driftfleet2016-07-02 05:44 pm
Entry tags:
5th Blight; video + open action
Who: Riona, a pupper and you!
Broadcast: yessss
Action: yessssssss
When: Today
[When the feed turns on, the fleet will immediately be greeted by the sight of a very excitable mabari puppy sniffing at the screen and trying to bite it. There's laughter behind him as his mistress pulls him back.]
Nice try, you little rascal.
[Riona plops him on her lap, keeping an arm securely around him. The ocean serves as the backdrop, the waves crashing against the shoreline. The sun is shining, but Riona's smile seems even brighter as she addresses the fleet.]
Everyone, meet Kiter. He's my mabari from home! Though he is much tinier than the last time I saw him... The tree must have made him little again. I can't fathom how or why, but I won't look a gift horse in the mouth.
[She presses a kiss to his head. He barks happily, though he keeps wiggling to try and get at the communicator.]
Maker, I missed you. Though you're a puppy again, you still knew me. [She looks back at the camera.] The tree has been kind to me. Kinder than Atroma, at any rate. I'm grateful to it and this world. But I digress. If anyone wants to meet Kiter here, we'll be by the sea. He always liked to chase the seabirds. And I will not pass up the salty air.
[That is where she will be, sitting on the beach and playing with her hound. The little guy will be running up and down the place, chasing birds and walking up to passersby. And be absolutely adorable, of course.]
Broadcast: yessss
Action: yessssssss
When: Today
[When the feed turns on, the fleet will immediately be greeted by the sight of a very excitable mabari puppy sniffing at the screen and trying to bite it. There's laughter behind him as his mistress pulls him back.]
Nice try, you little rascal.
[Riona plops him on her lap, keeping an arm securely around him. The ocean serves as the backdrop, the waves crashing against the shoreline. The sun is shining, but Riona's smile seems even brighter as she addresses the fleet.]
Everyone, meet Kiter. He's my mabari from home! Though he is much tinier than the last time I saw him... The tree must have made him little again. I can't fathom how or why, but I won't look a gift horse in the mouth.
[She presses a kiss to his head. He barks happily, though he keeps wiggling to try and get at the communicator.]
Maker, I missed you. Though you're a puppy again, you still knew me. [She looks back at the camera.] The tree has been kind to me. Kinder than Atroma, at any rate. I'm grateful to it and this world. But I digress. If anyone wants to meet Kiter here, we'll be by the sea. He always liked to chase the seabirds. And I will not pass up the salty air.
[That is where she will be, sitting on the beach and playing with her hound. The little guy will be running up and down the place, chasing birds and walking up to passersby. And be absolutely adorable, of course.]
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[He broods out at the ocean over it, over how Riona seems to always bring with her this miasma of everything he's done wrong. His fault his sister died, his fault his mother died, Fenris: his fault, Corypheus: this fault, Alistair's death: his bloody fault. He can hardly blame Riona for the things she reminds him of, though.
And now the whole thing is even getting to the mabari. He supposes that's his fault too, not being able to keep cheerful for even Kiter's sake. He's just too tired, not been sleeping. Running from everything in the only way he can when he's forced to stay still and just keeping as active as possible.
With a heavy exhale, Hawke gets to his feet, plucking his bag from the sand.]
I've got a job I should be getting to anyway. It was good talking with you without getting punched, my lady.
[He smirks, clearly meaning it as a joke, but it's a poor one and he feels a bit nervous for her reaction; if she'll take it as the joke it's meant or an insult.]
Sorry, that was a stupid thing to say.
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But she's not sure what to make of Adalwolfe. A lot of it could be contributed to her own feelings towards him, and she knows they're clouding her judgment. Yet something about him... she can't quite put her finger on. Something roiling under the surface that she doesn't know what to attribute to.
She laughs a little, somewhat forced, at his comment. She suspects he meant it as a joke, even if it fell a little flat.]
No, it's all right. I understand what you meant.
[And hoo boy now it's awkward.]
We won't keep you then. [She picks up Kiter's paw and waves to Hawke with it.] But I'm sure we'll run into you again.