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driftfleet2017-02-16 06:57 pm
apurrstate) wrote in driftfleet2017-02-16 06:57 pm
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Video | Do you remember when you were young?
Who: Anders (And a message from Adalwolfe)
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Three Twins, if you feel so inclined
When: Now
[A boy seems to have gotten his hands on a communicator. The way he holds it is a little awkward at first, the camera too close to his bright amber eyes, offering a clear view of the minefield of freckles splattered across his cheeks and nose.]
I don't think I'm doing this right...
[His voice is as light as his bright eyes and bright gold hair, but with that occasional crackle that betrays puberty is lying in wait for the pre-teen. A hand can very briefly be seen reaching for the device, but a nauseating burst of movement changes the view as a now-young Anders dances away from his would-be help.]
No, no! I can figure it out!
[The camera rights itself and a very brief flash of Adalwolfe Hawke can be caught in the background as the camera is finally righted, displaying the boy's big toothy grin as he seems to settle in to wait for the magical people who might be about to talk to him.]
So I just wait here, right? And there's people who can hear and see me and I can hear and see them?? Andraste! This is so neat!
[He's clearly very excited and eager to see what sort of magic this weird device has.
But the broadcast is briefly interrupted, unbeknownst to the original poster.]
--Filtered, hacked off of Anders' signal--
[Once Anders is finished, there’s static for a second while Adalwolfe hijacks the channel, making sure to lock Anders out of seeing this part of the message. He looks around surreptitiously before getting quite close to the camera, looking quite a bit more anxious than he did after the bandit attack.]
Alright, look, Aiden here is Anders, and I don’t mean from the Anderfels, I mean the healer Anders. Only he doesn’t know he’s a mage yet at this age and if any of you tell him he’s going to grow up to be one, I will personally come to your cabin when you’re asleep and freeze you solidly to your bunk.
[He starts to tick things off on his fingers.]
Other ground rules include not telling him basically anything about the more grisly parts of his future. Mentions of the Kinloch, the Broodmother, Justice, Kirkwall, or any of that are off limits. Though I guess you can say he’s going to be a Warden in a vague sort of way. He might like that part. Just leave out what it entails if you would.
[That part is aimed mostly at Riona because she’s probably the only person who that would come up with, being a Warden and Anders’ Commander, but it’s a good rule of thumb generally.]
Calling him Anders - because frankly it’s a bit rude to call him by nationality when he hasn’t adopted it as a name yet and he’s going to think you’re an ass. That one’s not really imperative, just a general warning.
[He puts up another finger.]
Mentioning that he has a panacea aura on because, as I said, he doesn’t know he’s a mage yet and frankly that is a panic reaction he doesn’t need to have after already having had to live that nightmare once.
[He very much doesn’t want to elaborate on that.]
If anyone breaks these ground rules, or if any harm comes to him when he’s vulnerable like this, there will be… consequences.
[Much worse than freezing people to bunks, he can assure you. He’s nowhere in the vicinity of fucking around.]
If you have any questions then contact me privately, but just know that in this case I am his keeper and I will keep him safe from harm and distress, make no mistake. You’ve all been warned.
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Three Twins, if you feel so inclined
When: Now
[A boy seems to have gotten his hands on a communicator. The way he holds it is a little awkward at first, the camera too close to his bright amber eyes, offering a clear view of the minefield of freckles splattered across his cheeks and nose.]
I don't think I'm doing this right...
[His voice is as light as his bright eyes and bright gold hair, but with that occasional crackle that betrays puberty is lying in wait for the pre-teen. A hand can very briefly be seen reaching for the device, but a nauseating burst of movement changes the view as a now-young Anders dances away from his would-be help.]
No, no! I can figure it out!
[The camera rights itself and a very brief flash of Adalwolfe Hawke can be caught in the background as the camera is finally righted, displaying the boy's big toothy grin as he seems to settle in to wait for the magical people who might be about to talk to him.]
So I just wait here, right? And there's people who can hear and see me and I can hear and see them?? Andraste! This is so neat!
[He's clearly very excited and eager to see what sort of magic this weird device has.
But the broadcast is briefly interrupted, unbeknownst to the original poster.]
[Once Anders is finished, there’s static for a second while Adalwolfe hijacks the channel, making sure to lock Anders out of seeing this part of the message. He looks around surreptitiously before getting quite close to the camera, looking quite a bit more anxious than he did after the bandit attack.]
Alright, look, Aiden here is Anders, and I don’t mean from the Anderfels, I mean the healer Anders. Only he doesn’t know he’s a mage yet at this age and if any of you tell him he’s going to grow up to be one, I will personally come to your cabin when you’re asleep and freeze you solidly to your bunk.
[He starts to tick things off on his fingers.]
Other ground rules include not telling him basically anything about the more grisly parts of his future. Mentions of the Kinloch, the Broodmother, Justice, Kirkwall, or any of that are off limits. Though I guess you can say he’s going to be a Warden in a vague sort of way. He might like that part. Just leave out what it entails if you would.
[That part is aimed mostly at Riona because she’s probably the only person who that would come up with, being a Warden and Anders’ Commander, but it’s a good rule of thumb generally.]
Calling him Anders - because frankly it’s a bit rude to call him by nationality when he hasn’t adopted it as a name yet and he’s going to think you’re an ass. That one’s not really imperative, just a general warning.
[He puts up another finger.]
Mentioning that he has a panacea aura on because, as I said, he doesn’t know he’s a mage yet and frankly that is a panic reaction he doesn’t need to have after already having had to live that nightmare once.
[He very much doesn’t want to elaborate on that.]
If anyone breaks these ground rules, or if any harm comes to him when he’s vulnerable like this, there will be… consequences.
[Much worse than freezing people to bunks, he can assure you. He’s nowhere in the vicinity of fucking around.]
If you have any questions then contact me privately, but just know that in this case I am his keeper and I will keep him safe from harm and distress, make no mistake. You’ve all been warned.
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It's... A little like Thedas, from what I know of the place. Swords, fighting, that sort of thing. [ Carefully avoiding the entire topic of magic, she thinks, it seems safer and far more logical. ]
Of course I'll show you around. If, um, if they want to come too that's fine. I don't mind - and I do know most people here, so it's not like it would be a problem for me.
[ Who else could he mean? And maybe Hawke would be okay with it, if it was her. ]
Ask.
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He goes anyway, the communicator left behind as Aiden goes to his out-pf-frame 'guardian.' He's back a moment later, not looking disappointed, but not looking thrilled either.]
He said "In a bit." Which, for adults, sometimes actually means 'in a bit' and sometimes means 'never.'
I was wondering: I've never been...well, anywhere, what do you do on a ship like this?
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It doesn't shock her, when it comes, but she thinks she can wheedle her way into making sure that it works. Anders would be safe in her company, of course, and she's sure that Wolfe is aware of it. ]
I'm sure he'll come around, I wouldn't worry about it.
[ She hums, thoughtful. ]
Well, there are games and things. There's movies and books on our devices, and there are other people to talk to as well. Then there's the labs and other areas...
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There's books around? We hardly have any back home, they're expensive and don't serve a lot of purpose, [At least, that's what his father had said.] but...I still kind of like them. This older woman in our town has a whole bunch of books and she lets me read them whenever I want.
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Really? That'd be great!
Honestly, I'm...not sure I'd be able to find the books if there were any on this thing anyway, it's kind of confusing.
[Too much tech for the medieval child.]
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[Mind your manners, Aiden. The soft-spoken Ferelden voice that still held an edge of firm finality to it ran through his head and sobered his excitement a moment.]
I understand if you've got other things to do first.
[He shoots Wolfe a pleading look off-frame, like maybe the man he knows just keeps listening in will maybe change his mind about them going out to the other ships if he pleads enough about it. Quietly, of course, pleading loudly would get you nohing but a cuff for being so annoying.]
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Go on, then.
[He leans into the video, addressing Hermione.]
Have him back before supper, would you? Or at least send me a message if you'll be late.
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I'll come and pick him up. I'll have him before before dinner, don't worry, Wolfe.