we're still wide awake

[ofkirkwall]

Who: hawke & you.
Broadcast: n/a.
Action: literal hell planet.
When: today my dudes.

( a. ) planetside; HIDE AND GO SEEK.

[ To say Marian Hawke has been having a bad few days might be putting things a little lightly. She has a terrible few weeks, even a month! It's been one thing after another with little bright spots in between. Tiny little spots, practically swallowed by the rest of the shit in between.

Today is not exception. After having the wonderful idea of wandering off by herself Hawke has found herself in a pickle, one of many future pickles she is sure, a rather annoying one at that. Curled up in a tree, hugging her staff, watching as the four Vizeiri men comb the undergrowth for her. They're mad, she understands that, most people get angry when you throw a fireball in their faces but she had hoped they would have lost interest by now. Maybe the fireball made it personal, or maybe they're really hungry?

Either way she's stuck, unable to throw another spell or risk passing out from lack of mana, and to tired to physically put up a fight. ]

This was a terrible idea.


( b. ) planetside; DEAR CANNIBALS, I'M NAPPING COME BACK LATER.

[ Eventually there is no fighting off sleep. Mana deprivation, lack of sleep, exhaustion in her limbs, all of it slams into her like a tone of bricks. Any longer and she is like to pass out in the open and become some cannibals meal. So she searches for some sort of shelter, something to keep her safe from wandering Vizeiri or any other predators out there.

Unfortunately all she finds a small outcropping of rocks half hidden by some underbrush. Better than nothing right? It is by no means comfortable but she is so tired that she could barely care, crawling into the space and collapsing into a ball, staff held close to her chest. Sleep comes quickly, though not before she leaves a parting note, just in case:

DEAR CANNIBAL, MONSTER, OR OTHERWORLDLY BEING,
I AM VERY TIRED AND DECIDED TO TAKE A NAP
IF YOU TRULY WISH TO DEVOUR ME PLEASE COME BACK LATER
YOURS TRULY,
MARIAN HAWKE

Perfect. ]

( c. ) planetside; I'M NOT LOST, YOU'RE LOST.

[ Perhaps she was heading back with you to one of the crashed ship, or perhaps she was leading you to somewhere relatively safe. Whatever it was it has gone incredibly awry and she is now incredibly lost. She had marked that tree at least half an hour ago and she has passed it at least four times. Oh, this is bad, this is terrible. Being lost is always irritating but being lost on a planet full of cannibals? A hundred times worse, at least!

Frustrated Hawke plops down on a nearby moss covered rock, scowling at the ground. ]

This isn't my fault, I just want to let you know that in case we get ambushed by lunatics.

Comments

[whatisright]

Good.

[Justice gathers all the artifacts and puts them in his bag. He can still hear them humming in there, though it is muffled. He stands and nods for her to take the lead.] Were you searching for shelter? I can tell you where a shipwreck is after we find the rock.

[ofkirkwall]

[ Standing she dusts herself off and collects her staff from the ground, as she does so she creates a little spark of lightning between her finger tips. Well, at least she can do that without passing out now. ]

Huh? [ Standing her hand a little she glances over at him then the area around them. ] Sort of. No, not really. I was looking for trouble, if I am being honest.

[ Which way was it again? Uh... oh! That way! She starts moving as she speaks, heading in the direction she is sure the rock was. ]

[whatisright]

Alone? [Justice can kind of understand looking around for a fight, so long as it’s a fight with deserving people. But even for a mage, he questions the wisdom of wandering in hostile territory searching for a fight without any backup.

But questionable wisdom or not, he’s still going to follow her. The rock should be helpful, after all, and if she’s just looking for a fight, maybe she can assist him if he catches onto the location of a camp.]