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I wrote another drabble for DAII! Magic and family failings abound.
Hawke squinted down the stone corridor and drew down another bolt of lightening. She was rewarded with a roar of pain echoing around the Grey Warden prison. Carver took it as his cue and stormed around the corner, massive sword held aloft as if it weighed nothing. Varric shook his head and followed more sedately.
“Kid's gonna get himself killed like that.”
Hawke's mouth quirked up into a grin in silent agreement as she peered around the corner, just in time to watch Carver sail across the room to land against the wall with a sickening crunch and slide limply to the floor, sword clattering to a rest several feet from his lifeless fingers.
No! Hawke screamed inside as Carver and the darkspawn brandishing his shield like a weapon were replaced by Bethany and an exultant ogre. This will not happen again!
She stepped into the room fully and raised her arms to call forth a tempest. She screamed with rage as it built, pouring more into the spell than she'd ever dared to before. From the corner of her eye, she glimpsed Anders charging through the electricity towards Carver, completely heedless of any potential danger to himself.
The darkspawn locked eyes with her and snarled. It raised its shield and began to run. She didn't so much as flinch as it charged towards her, leaping nimbly to the side at the last second. It hit the wall with a deafening clang, momentarily stunned by the force of its own charge. Hawke took this opportunity to to plunge the end of her staff into its torso, channeling all her rage and shame at failing to protect the last member of her family into the thrust. She forced the staff through until her hands were nearly in the intestines of the creature, but it still lived. It turned its head to her and opened its mouth to roar, but Hawke summoned fire and the roar became a scream as it cooked from the inside out.
She kept pouring fire into the creature until the physically could no longer call the magic forth. Gradually, she became aware of Varric shaking her shoulder and calling her name. Her throat hurt, and she realized she was screaming. She shut her mouth with an audible clink of teeth and blinked away tears she hadn't realized she'd been crying.
“Hawke! It's dead! You can stop roasting it now; no one wants charred darkspawn for dinner tonight.”
She turned to meet his concerned gaze, her nostrils filling with the revolting stench of burnt purification.
“Carver...” she croaked.
“Is fine. Blondie is taking good care of him.” She followed his gesture to where both Anders and her brother were staring at her, eyes wide. After a moment, Carver spoke.
“You know, Sister, sometimes you are truly frightening.”
I actually like the new comment layout. I was thinking the other day that it would be nice to actually see my icons before choosing one, and then, lo and behold! It was so. I don't get how everyone is grumping about them, and how some people are "jumping ship" over them. Seems like a silly thing to get all worked up about to me.
The boyfriend and I opened our Christmas gifts to each other last night since we're leaving this evening for North Carolina and my family as soon as he gets off work. He got me sock monkey slippers, a branch necklace, some graphic novels and a squishable red panda! V. excited with him. I named him Caran, which is Tolkien elvish for "red." I realized the other day that everything I asked for for Christmas is either super nerdy, or stuffed animals. To be fair, everything I got for him was nerdy (USB flash drive, wooden brain teaser puzzles a la Rubick's cube, a t-shirt with "Bazinga!" on it and the Portal 2 plush turrent) or ridiculously cute (ice-skating penguin mug). Peas in a pod? I'm hoping to get a lot of Best Buy gift cards from everyone else. I would love to have a laptop with a functioning screen again.
I will also get to meet my nephew for the first time this Christmas! He is adorable and looks exactly like my brother, which is weird to me. I always thought people were crazy when they said babies look exactly like a parents. I mean, they're barely-formed lumps of dough. They are neither cute nor recognizable. I guess it's different when they're related to you. I bought him nerdy clothes for Christmas: Pac-man t-shirt, robot socks and pjs and long-sleeved shirt. I have plans to indoctrinate him into nerdhood, since my brother clearly isn't going to do it.
Happiest of Holidays to you, lj!
Hawke squinted down the stone corridor and drew down another bolt of lightening. She was rewarded with a roar of pain echoing around the Grey Warden prison. Carver took it as his cue and stormed around the corner, massive sword held aloft as if it weighed nothing. Varric shook his head and followed more sedately.
“Kid's gonna get himself killed like that.”
Hawke's mouth quirked up into a grin in silent agreement as she peered around the corner, just in time to watch Carver sail across the room to land against the wall with a sickening crunch and slide limply to the floor, sword clattering to a rest several feet from his lifeless fingers.
No! Hawke screamed inside as Carver and the darkspawn brandishing his shield like a weapon were replaced by Bethany and an exultant ogre. This will not happen again!
She stepped into the room fully and raised her arms to call forth a tempest. She screamed with rage as it built, pouring more into the spell than she'd ever dared to before. From the corner of her eye, she glimpsed Anders charging through the electricity towards Carver, completely heedless of any potential danger to himself.
The darkspawn locked eyes with her and snarled. It raised its shield and began to run. She didn't so much as flinch as it charged towards her, leaping nimbly to the side at the last second. It hit the wall with a deafening clang, momentarily stunned by the force of its own charge. Hawke took this opportunity to to plunge the end of her staff into its torso, channeling all her rage and shame at failing to protect the last member of her family into the thrust. She forced the staff through until her hands were nearly in the intestines of the creature, but it still lived. It turned its head to her and opened its mouth to roar, but Hawke summoned fire and the roar became a scream as it cooked from the inside out.
She kept pouring fire into the creature until the physically could no longer call the magic forth. Gradually, she became aware of Varric shaking her shoulder and calling her name. Her throat hurt, and she realized she was screaming. She shut her mouth with an audible clink of teeth and blinked away tears she hadn't realized she'd been crying.
“Hawke! It's dead! You can stop roasting it now; no one wants charred darkspawn for dinner tonight.”
She turned to meet his concerned gaze, her nostrils filling with the revolting stench of burnt purification.
“Carver...” she croaked.
“Is fine. Blondie is taking good care of him.” She followed his gesture to where both Anders and her brother were staring at her, eyes wide. After a moment, Carver spoke.
“You know, Sister, sometimes you are truly frightening.”
I actually like the new comment layout. I was thinking the other day that it would be nice to actually see my icons before choosing one, and then, lo and behold! It was so. I don't get how everyone is grumping about them, and how some people are "jumping ship" over them. Seems like a silly thing to get all worked up about to me.
The boyfriend and I opened our Christmas gifts to each other last night since we're leaving this evening for North Carolina and my family as soon as he gets off work. He got me sock monkey slippers, a branch necklace, some graphic novels and a squishable red panda! V. excited with him. I named him Caran, which is Tolkien elvish for "red." I realized the other day that everything I asked for for Christmas is either super nerdy, or stuffed animals. To be fair, everything I got for him was nerdy (USB flash drive, wooden brain teaser puzzles a la Rubick's cube, a t-shirt with "Bazinga!" on it and the Portal 2 plush turrent) or ridiculously cute (ice-skating penguin mug). Peas in a pod? I'm hoping to get a lot of Best Buy gift cards from everyone else. I would love to have a laptop with a functioning screen again.
I will also get to meet my nephew for the first time this Christmas! He is adorable and looks exactly like my brother, which is weird to me. I always thought people were crazy when they said babies look exactly like a parents. I mean, they're barely-formed lumps of dough. They are neither cute nor recognizable. I guess it's different when they're related to you. I bought him nerdy clothes for Christmas: Pac-man t-shirt, robot socks and pjs and long-sleeved shirt. I have plans to indoctrinate him into nerdhood, since my brother clearly isn't going to do it.
Happiest of Holidays to you, lj!