Don’t care if he’s guilty, don’t care if he’s not

[wolfehawke]

Who: Adalwolfe Hawke and you
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes (Three Twins med bay)
When: Now


[Video]

[Some may know and some may not, but even with the little communications crisis going on right now, Adalwolfe is not on the ship he's assigned to. Currently, he's been haunting the medical bay of the Three Twins instead, which is what's vaguely in the background of the video as it winks into broadcast.]

Hey everyone, Hawke here. The male one, obviously.

[He takes an awkward breath, looking a little dark and strained around the eyes, mostly from lack of sleep.]

I know there are other things going on, and these comas are perhaps old hat to some of you especially with how frequently they've been going around right now, but is it... is it normal to age so quickly in one of these mysterious comas?

[He rolls his chair out of the way of the device he has sitting on the counter, giving a side view of Anders laying prone in one of the hospital style cots, eyes closed and Ser Pounce-a-lot the orange tabby curled on his chest with no intention of moving. Anders has grown far more gaunt than when he was up and around last week, and has more than his carefully groomed five-o-clock shadow in stubble about the chin. The beard would be worse if Adalwolfe hadn't taken the time to carefully shave his fellow mage, but he's not about to announce that on the network.]

I hope it is. Otherwise I'm worried he'll waste away like this.

[Adalwolfe rolls back into view, blocking all but the swishing of Ser Pounce's tail.]

Also, to the First Breath crew, I'm sorry I'm not there to take care of the device. I'll be back--

[A glance back at Anders and Hawke shakes his head.]

I'll be back when I'm back. Until then, help yourselves to the bread and things I have stored in the galley from the last planet as an apology. There should be enough to last weeks. Just leave enough of the frozen meat to last Ser Drools until the next planet.

[With an uncharacteristically grim expression, Hawke pauses, then decides he's said his piece until someone answers, and shuts off the feed rather abruptly.]



[Action]

After shutting off the feed, Hawke leans back in his chair, flopping his forearm over his eyes for a moment as if that will somehow block out his worry. He's not sure what he's more anxious over - the thought that Anders won't wake up by himself and he'll have to try and desperately wake him in a panic before he turns to nothing but a husk, or the thought that Anders will wake up with memories of his future, memories of Kirkwall, and Adalwolfe won't be in them. It's a distinct possibility, either way. They both remember Riona, which bodes well, but so does Leliana and yet Leliana doesn't know him at all, which puts him back to square one on what to expect.

Ser Drools whines from under the console at Hawke's feet, responding to his master's turmoil. Or responding to his own turmoil at not being able to get close to Anders' bed for the cat keeping stalwart vigil on Blondie's chest.

Hawke lowers his arm and leans down to pet his dog instead, trying to stop moping and fretting for Ser Drools' sake as much as his own. He's just resolving to do that when the door opens and Adalwolfe's attention spins to that, hand poised over his puppy to see who's come in and for what.

"If you need medical attention, I'm afraid the doctor is out just now."

Comments

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[wolfuncaged]

I'm glad to hear that, on both counts.

[He would happily give Adalwolfe a really long list of reasons why his Hawke is an absolute dickhead. The man couldn't go anywhere without starting a fight with someone, and seemed to delight into goading his companions into arguments with him on a nigh constant basis. Still, he'd earned all their loyalties, despite his abrasive attitude. They all knew however much they wanted to punch him, he would still have their corner. ]

Believe me, I have no intention of doing otherwise.

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[wolfehawke]

[He'd kind of like to hear it. Or maybe not. He wouldn't be sure, if it were actually on the table. Maybe it will be at some point but right now he feels he's pushing his luck on this conversation not somehow morphing into an argument despite being on the same page about the issue at hand. He's not going to start off on a tangent that in all likelihood will make him intensely uncomfortable.]

Thank you. I'll let you know if I find anything.

[He's not sure if Fenris would have an opinion on it so long as it ostensibly does what they're after, or if Fenris not being a mage would even understand whatever undoubtedly complex spell Hawke locates, but the deference to his opinion has to count for something, right?]

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[wolfuncaged]

[Wise move on his part. After all, dealing with Fenris is trying to coax an angry cat out of a room filled with rocking chairs. ]

I appreciate that.

[It counts for more than he can truly realise, even if Fenris isn't of the mind to show it just yet. It's something to think about.]

private encrypted video; wrap!

[wolfehawke]

[It's a funny thing how Adalwolfe works. He's actually quite diplomatic when needed, even if he doesn't feel as if he is at all. It's because he always sees how things could have gone better instead of feeling relief that they didn't go much worse. At least in this instance he feels a modicum of success in ending the call amicably instead of one of them abruptly cutting it off angrily.]

Until then.

[He smiles a bit, maybe a little awkwardly but there's still hopefulness there, even if its intermingled with relief, and then he turns hits the end key on his device.

Now to wait and see if any of this had any point. If Anders never actually wakes up, then...

He doesn't want to think about it.]