driftfleet | Twin Roses March mingle

Closed: For Adalwolfe
[Part of him felt like he ought to be going with Hawke, it was what he did, what he'd done for years now, and there was still a small part of him that feared if he let Hawke go alone...he might not come back. The Nightmare wasn't something Anders had seen for himself, but it had caused enough fear in the healer for the amount of fear it had put in Adalwolfe Hawke.

But that part of him was small, and more of him trusted Hawke to not repeat his nearly-deadly mistake. Not now. No, this was the kind of adventure Hawke was good at, he would be fine and it wasn't like he was going alone. Besides, Anders still had a job to do.

Anders waited for Hawke in their room, knowing the Champion would need to come and collect his gear before heading into the depths. When the door to the Captain's quarters opened, Drools perked up and dashed to meet his master while Pounce's ear swiveled towards the man as his only real greeting. Anders himself stood with Hawke's staff in hand and a small smile on his face.]

Off to go fight monsters? Or toxic plants. Or a strange apparatus, whatever's down there.

Open: After the mission
[He sends out a message across the fleet, a text that was short but to the point.]

If you're injured after your journey into the depths, come to the Twin Rose Lab. It doesn't matter how small or large the injury is.

[He was already helping to heal the populace, it wasn't like he didn't have the mana or potions for it. And nothing ever happened easily, the likelihood of there being enemies down there that could cause harm seemed high enough to be inevitable.]

Open:Around the ship
[With the sickness finally coming under control and the extra toxin medicine he'd made dispersed to their patients, Anders now found himself in excess of potions. Which was probably best since the plants he'd been harvesting now needed time to regrow. But the ship's store of potions was full and there were still a handful, so he write little notes to tie to the bottle's necks and began delivering them. For a little while Anders could be found going from room to room, delivering a potion bottle to the crew members of the Twin Roses, a note for anyone who found it saying "This is a healing potion, it'll cure just about anything not life-threatening. Even hangovers. Hold onto it, just in case."

Once he'd done his deliveries, he finally decided to put his head down and shut his eyes for what felt like the first time in weeks.

It just so happened to be in the kitchen, along with his cat. Anyone who happened into the kitchen might notice a shabby mage and a curled up orange fuzzball asleep at whatever surface might be available.]

Edited 2017-03-21 17:41 (UTC)

All of the above? Who knows. It'll be an adventure.

[He takes the staff with a smile and plants a kiss to Anders' lips as Drools whines over his welcome ear scratches being interrupted. Wolfe, not to leave anyone out, even gives Pounce a quick pet and tickle under the chin before starting to get changed into his armor.]

Mostly we just need to succeed or everything you've done here for these people will just be a delay of the inevitable.

You'll do it, I have no doubt. [He chuckled lightly.] When has anything stopped the great Adalwolfe Hawke, Champion of Kirkwall?]

[With the staff out of his hands, Anders moved to the other side of the room where he kept his meager number of things stored, he pulled out a small satchel that clinked as he tied it up and brought it over to the bed where he sat to wait for Hawke to finish changing.]

Just do me a favor and take these with you. There's two of each in here: elfroot potions, lyrium-plant potions and anti-toxins, just in case. Please just be careful.

[His worry was less in that Hawke would do everything in his power to come back to Anders and more in what state he might come back in.

Maker-forbid he come back on the brink of death, carted in for Anders to try and work a miracle, now made extra difficult from the fact he didn't have his own spirit-power source within him.

The blood in his veins turned to ice at the thought. This was the first potentially-deadly mission Hawke was going to go on where Anders didn't have Justice's energy as back up if his own mana wasn't enough...and they didn't even have Cole to help boost his powers either, he would only have what he could try and reach from the Fade.

He kept the feeling tight in his chest and just sent a simple prayer that this would end up being a foolish concern.]

Anders...

[Adalwolfe pauses in pulling on his boots, noting the fear in his love's voice and feeling it choke him just a little. Anders may not be worried about Wolfe doing everything he can to come back, but that's not how he takes it. Not after all those visions of the Fade bringing back in stark clarity just how hopeless he felt separated and far away. Worthless, pointless, willing to throw his life away in the hopes that it would make it mean something.

But with Anders his life means everything, their love means everything, and that the healer would be so adamant about his bringing potions and poultices takes on a desperate quality in this context. Is Anders afraid he won't come back? That he'll choose not to?]

Anders, come here.

[He reaches for him gently, not getting up, wanting Anders to come to him of his own accord.]

[There's a touch of extra concern in Anders' expression as he complies with Wolfe's request. There was something off in his love's tone. He sat and brushed some of Hawke's hair back from his face.]

What's the matter, love? I figured you'd be excited for some kind of new adventure.

[She opens her door when she hears someone nearby. She was just stopping by to get more clothes. She'd been staying in an airlocked room with Winn on the planet for the last couple of days.] Anders, hi. What's this?

Oh! Hello, Kitty.

[He flashes her as much of a smile as he can muster and holds out two bottles.]

They're healing potions, medicine if you will, but of the more cure-all variety. I made them to help treat the natives, but with the source cleared up, I've got extra even with the ones being passed out below. We're still going to have full stocks in the lab for quite a while, but I figured I could give a personal one to each crew member for whenever they might need it.

There's two for you in case you felt like giving one to Winn.

Thanks. He'll appreciate that. [The idea of healing potions is still strange for her being all science minded but it's hardly the first time it's come up either. So she takes the bottles and depending on circumstances might even use them.]

So, they work on humans and nonhumans then?

[Even if she never does, he'll feel better knowing she has them at the very least.]

Generally. Magic is fairly universal, bu I suppose if you ever come across someone deathly allergic to basic leaves, then it might not help them much.

That would suck. Having trees as your greatest enemy. Leaf me alone! [Your captain is a huge nerd and she's sorry you had to see that.]

...Okay, I blame Winn for that.

Ugh...[What comes out of Anders can only be described as a disgusted noise and his eyes flick to the ceiling as though to ask the Maker what he'd done to deserve more puns in his life.

A very small quirk up in the corner of his lips was the only tell that might give away he wasn't nearly as annoyed as he played at. Oddly enough, his absolute distaste of puns had faded a bit to minor annoyance with Justice's departure.]

Sure, blame someone who can't defend himself. Do that again and I tell Ravi you're watching your figure and to keep all desserts from you.

[Not that they had a huge dessert menu on the ship, even with their cook's more exploratory cooking, but still.]

[Wow, such disgust. It was a terrible one, but she's still rather amused how much he seems to dislike it.]

You're the one threatening to put someone else in the middle of it when he can't defend himself. Do you really want to put Ravi in that kind of impossible position? I am a sweet-seeking missile and I don't miss.

Twin Roses March mingle

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