Twin Roses March mingle

[apurrstate]

Who: The Twin Rose crew and any visitors
Broadcast: N/A
Action: On the Twin Roses
When: Whenever

[The first fused mingle! Now it's a bigger party.]

Comments

[wolfehawke]

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.

[apurrstate]

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.]

[wolfehawke]

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.]

[apurrstate]

[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.