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[ofkirkwall]

Who: Marian Hawke & Thedas' Greatest Hits.
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Three Twins medbay, later Caprine.
When: Backdated to late 9/8, some hours after Totally Fun Dragon Outing.

[ In truth she doesn't want to wake, she wants to sleep for weeks or months. Avoid the deep ache in her bones, the bile rising in her throat, the disgust that twists her insides into knots. That way she doesn't have to look at them then, doesn't have to look at him, and watch them recoil from her like some sort of thing - some sort of monster. But she does wake slowly, muscles protesting at even the slightest movement, jolts of agony dancing across her every nerve. Curling in on herself she clutches the sheets around her, hoping to shut the world out for at least a moment longer.

Good job Marian, you blew it. Just had to go and screw everything up, didn't you? Couldn't be happy with being bloody happy!

An ugly pit coils in her belly making her pull her sheets around herself some more, eyes clamping closed tighter. The smell of blood sharp in her nose, the taste of cooper lingering on her tongue. Reminds that cling to her like a wet blanket, that refuse to let her forget her own idiocy. If she hadn't rushed in like she had, if she hadn't stumbled and allowed herself to get caught. It'd be nice if they could all pretend nothing happened. Everyone going back to how things were when no one knew about Marian Hawke's dirty little secret or how much of a giant hypocrite she is. The woman that who damns blood magic and the very people who practice it a bloody blood mage herself. Maker's balls it is so painfully ironic.

It'd be nice really, but there is no going back now, no way to run. All there is to do now is watch her approval ratings plumett into the red. No way she's getting that special Wicked Grace scene now. ]

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[nugqueen]

[Leliana could not account for several minutes, only aware of the dull roar in her ears and the feeling of her skin and her clothes melding together in places from burns. Her armor protected her for the most part but it didn't make the burns very easy to treat. In her head she could still hear Riona's voice calling to her, asking if she was injured. Everything after that was a blur of adrenaline and arrows that flew from her hands like birds of prey.

When she awoke, it was to a pounding feeling in her head and urgency in her heart. She'd seen something before that - Hawke using blood magic. The Hawke she had met had not been a blood mage so that certainly answered a few questions of whether or not they were the same person. They looked exactly the same in every way but this Hawke had done the forbidden. While she didn't approve of it, she knew that Hawke was not a person who harmed others - or at least she believed it. Perhaps she had been blind the entire time...?

The first step to answering that was to force her aching limbs out of her sick bed. She was wearing plain clothes, different than what she normally wore and probably provided by the attending doctors. It didn't conceal the wince that crossed her face as she approached Hawke's bedside and clutched her ribs. Beneath her clothes were bandages over various injuries, the worst of which being a cracked rib from being swiped at by the beast. When Leliana sees that Hawke is awake, she stares at her in silence for a moment before sitting on the closest side of the bed she could reach.]

I hope your injuries are better than mine

[She laughs a bit, wincing again when it aggravates her ribs. ]

[ofkirkwall]

[ To her credit she does not bother to pretend to sleep, cracking an eye open instead when she feels the bed dip with her weight. What she does do, however, is curl a little more in on herself, fingers tight around the sheets. ]

I'm not bleeding.

[ A terrible way to gauge things, she realizes too late, cringing as the words leave her mouth. Accurate but terrible. Despite how much it hurts to move she is relatively well, free of broken bones or life threatening teeth marks. The worst she seems to suffer is a loss of blood, leaving her pale and weak. ]

[nugqueen]

No, you're not.

[She lowers her gaze a bit solemnly, not sure what exactly to say to seeing Hawke use Blood Magic. The Hawke she had known had been much different in a number of ways.]

How did we get here?

[Mostly asking to change the topic and hoping Hawke will inject some wild humor into their conversation at some point. That was more familiar to her not this insecure pretender wearing her friend's face.]

[ofkirkwall]

[ Frankly she'd rather they get the awkward conversation out of the way as quickly as possible. It shouldn't be too hard. Just a quick yes, I did use blood magic, yes it is actually super gross, no I didn't make a deal with a demon. Then she can dust her hands of it and go back to feeling utterly miserable! Everyone wins!

But Leliana, it seems, has another ideas and the Champion herself can't help but exhale. Twisting in her sheets until she is doing something akin to sitting. ]

Frankly? I have no idea. It all became a bit fuzzy after the dragon decided to fly off. I think I might have passed out? For all I know tiny little gremlins poured out of the ground and carried me here!

[ There's some humor for you. ]

[nugqueen]

[Leliana just shakes her head, only showing the hint of a smile.]

That was definitely something. That dragon. I haven't fought a dragon like that since my travels with the Warden, I think.

[Sure she'd aided in fighting the archdemon the Inquisitor faced, but that had been small compared to her contributions to the Fifth Blight.]