Adalwolfe Hawke (
wolfehawke) wrote in
driftfleet2016-09-09 09:39 am
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[OTA] I am my own man, I make my own luck
Who: Adalwolfe Hawke and you!
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes; Three Twins lab
When: Fight: evening of 9/8; the rest: 9/9
Pay Per View; The Fight
((ooc: This fight was broadcast and a ticketed Moxie event, so feel free to have your character have seen it))
Adalwolfe may be a mage but he's never let that mean he's allowed to grow complacent physically. For all he could just stand back and fling spells, Hawke makes sure he keeps in excellent shape. Maybe it's vanity, maybe it has to do with years of apostasy, but when the show starts and he's brought into the ring, shirtless and with his hair tied back, it's clear that he's definitely not a sit in a library all day studying and forget to eat sort of mage.
But that doesn't mean he's any good at hand to hand fighting.
True, he's gotten into many a scrap even before he had his magic, and the times after it was always more imperative that he hide his abilities than win the fight, but when he beats his mountain of an opponent - a man who seems to be made of one large muscle. (Adalwolfe's reminded of a hornless, hairless Arishok with this guy's stature and reach and it brings back some nasty memories. Makes the scar on his abdomen twinge.) - it's only by the skin of his teeth and he doesn't escape unscathed by a long shot.
When the ref raises his arm with the triumphant announcement of his victory, Hawke is covered in nasty red and purple bruises and bleeding from more then a few impact wounds, especially on his face. He can't quite make out the crowd for the triple vision he's seeing them in through his one good eye. The other is swollen shut and there's blood across his nose, in his eyes, and in his mouth, but he still won. And with no magic at all.
He hits the surface of the ring with a goofy grin on his face and passes out.
Recovery; Action
When he comes to, he feels like one giant bruise. Before even opening his eyes, Adalwolfe groans and tries to move an arm in order to... he's not sure, but after half a second he decides that's not a good idea thanks to the shooting pain that fireworks into a grinding agony in his shoulder. Best to leave that for Anders to look at. Best to leave everything for Anders to look at, by the feel of it.
At the very least he cracks one eye open to see where he is, surprised that he feels glad to see the inside of the Three Twins lab. He'd spent too much time in here already fretting but it sure beats a jail cell. Guess they really did release him after he won. Awesome.
If anyone comes in within the next few hours, he'll be in the same position; stretched out on one of the beds looking like an abused piece of produce. It's not so bad as he'd appeared at the end of the broadcasted fight though, and in fact lessons as the day goes on; someone's clearly been caring for him. The cut across his nose remains, however, at his insistence. It makes him look cool.
Care to visit the invalid? Admonishments expected, well wishes appreciated.
Aftermath; Network Video
[Later, when Adalwolfe's recovered enough to leave the med bay and can move without anything more than dull aching thanks to the TLC from his favorite healer, he finally locates his communicator and pops on the network. He's still graced with that stupid split across the bridge of his nose burning an angry red, but at least his eye isn't swollen shut anymore and most of the other evidence of his hard-won boxing match has faded.
Wolfe grins a tired grin out at the rest of the fleet, pleased at himself for having gotten out of all that, though there's a little disappointment lurking behind his expression. He was in prison the last few days and then forced to fight for his freedom, so he's been completely out of the loop. And then Anders told him he'd missed facing off against a dragon. That would have been way better than a boxing match against the not!Arishok.]
So... what'd I miss? I hear there's a dragon, is everyone okay?
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Yes; Three Twins lab
When: Fight: evening of 9/8; the rest: 9/9
Pay Per View; The Fight
((ooc: This fight was broadcast and a ticketed Moxie event, so feel free to have your character have seen it))
Adalwolfe may be a mage but he's never let that mean he's allowed to grow complacent physically. For all he could just stand back and fling spells, Hawke makes sure he keeps in excellent shape. Maybe it's vanity, maybe it has to do with years of apostasy, but when the show starts and he's brought into the ring, shirtless and with his hair tied back, it's clear that he's definitely not a sit in a library all day studying and forget to eat sort of mage.
But that doesn't mean he's any good at hand to hand fighting.
True, he's gotten into many a scrap even before he had his magic, and the times after it was always more imperative that he hide his abilities than win the fight, but when he beats his mountain of an opponent - a man who seems to be made of one large muscle. (Adalwolfe's reminded of a hornless, hairless Arishok with this guy's stature and reach and it brings back some nasty memories. Makes the scar on his abdomen twinge.) - it's only by the skin of his teeth and he doesn't escape unscathed by a long shot.
When the ref raises his arm with the triumphant announcement of his victory, Hawke is covered in nasty red and purple bruises and bleeding from more then a few impact wounds, especially on his face. He can't quite make out the crowd for the triple vision he's seeing them in through his one good eye. The other is swollen shut and there's blood across his nose, in his eyes, and in his mouth, but he still won. And with no magic at all.
He hits the surface of the ring with a goofy grin on his face and passes out.
Recovery; Action
When he comes to, he feels like one giant bruise. Before even opening his eyes, Adalwolfe groans and tries to move an arm in order to... he's not sure, but after half a second he decides that's not a good idea thanks to the shooting pain that fireworks into a grinding agony in his shoulder. Best to leave that for Anders to look at. Best to leave everything for Anders to look at, by the feel of it.
At the very least he cracks one eye open to see where he is, surprised that he feels glad to see the inside of the Three Twins lab. He'd spent too much time in here already fretting but it sure beats a jail cell. Guess they really did release him after he won. Awesome.
If anyone comes in within the next few hours, he'll be in the same position; stretched out on one of the beds looking like an abused piece of produce. It's not so bad as he'd appeared at the end of the broadcasted fight though, and in fact lessons as the day goes on; someone's clearly been caring for him. The cut across his nose remains, however, at his insistence. It makes him look cool.
Care to visit the invalid? Admonishments expected, well wishes appreciated.
Aftermath; Network Video
[Later, when Adalwolfe's recovered enough to leave the med bay and can move without anything more than dull aching thanks to the TLC from his favorite healer, he finally locates his communicator and pops on the network. He's still graced with that stupid split across the bridge of his nose burning an angry red, but at least his eye isn't swollen shut anymore and most of the other evidence of his hard-won boxing match has faded.
Wolfe grins a tired grin out at the rest of the fleet, pleased at himself for having gotten out of all that, though there's a little disappointment lurking behind his expression. He was in prison the last few days and then forced to fight for his freedom, so he's been completely out of the loop. And then Anders told him he'd missed facing off against a dragon. That would have been way better than a boxing match against the not!Arishok.]
So... what'd I miss? I hear there's a dragon, is everyone okay?

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[He grins tiredly.]
So where are you from?
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Last, before I got here? D'Qar, in the Ilenium system. I traveled a lot--ever hear of Coruscant?
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[He laughs a bit, a breathy thing so he doesn't jostle himself too much.]
I should have known better than to ask when we're all from scattered universes.
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But I guess for a lot of people, this is pretty different?
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[Everyone but Crowley, or maybe Hermione.]
Must have been easier to adjust though, knowing all the technology already. We have nothing like this where I'm from.
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[There are some people who don't seem surprised by anything, but at least knowing space is something Finn's got to rely on.]
The hard part, I gotta say, is how these ships are really badly designed by my standards. They could break down any time and we don't have the resources to fix 'em. Dependent on the Marsiva for that.
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[Not at all, in fact. He doesn't know the first thing about aerospace engineering. The only way people can get airborne in Thedas is via catapult, let alone leave the atmosphere. To hear someone from a space-faring world doesn't think these ships are good? It makes him nervous.]
...We're not going to spring a leak and let out all the air, are we?
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[He's pretty sure he could with a well placed bit of force magic, which is why he won't do more than tiny spells while aboard, but energy beams and things like that seem like they would be more effective than a regular projectile, not less.
Granted Thedas doesn't have guns. Closest they come is crossbows.]
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Last thing anybody wants is an emergency just because some unauthorized personnel is messing around where they shouldn't be.
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Have you met some of the people here?
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[They're all gonna die.]
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I bet Atroma would stop it if there was a breach, though. Or make sure we had the right resources to fix it.
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[Insecure much?]
Though I can't imagine that doesn't take considerable resources.
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[He would so much rather believe that then that they're all expendable.]
Sorry, this is all still not something I tend to think about too much. It's jarring enough being in space when a few months ago space was just what happened at night.
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[Yes, he considers this normal. Sad, no?]
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[Oh no Finn, he totally feels you. The Fleet beats being fugitives or fighting ancient fear demons.]
You get up, have a coffee, check your station. There's routine. It's nice, on some level.
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You get a chance to just be you here. I like that.
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[Hawke don't just tell people you're a fugitive.]
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A fugitive from what?
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[Shit shit shit shit.]
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How bad are we talking, here?
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[He waves his hands in front of the video and adds quickly.]
It was for good reason, though! We were trying to help oppressed mages everywhere. There wasn't really any other way with how things shook out.
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