9th Duel [Open Commentlog]

[iwannabeadragon]

[Hawke's been quiet for a while now. Anyone who knows him should know just how odd that is in and of itself. He sits in the stables bar sipping at a bottle of...something. He wasn't really paying to what it was when he grabbed it. All he knew was that he wanted something alcoholic

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[3wayforjustice]

[Enough time has passed that certain mages are once again in full possession of their wits. And with the record of everything Justice said to those he cares for.]

[Well crap.]

[He'd just gone for a walk. Something to clear his head. He didn't expect to run into Hawke.]

... Drinking alone?

[iwannabeadragon]

[So he remembers who he is again. Thank the Maker for that. He got more of Justice than he ever wanted to.]

Is it really that surprising? What else do you think I do at my house?

[Hawke smirks and takes a sip from his bottle.]

[3wayforjustice]

[And for that, he owes Hawke an apology.]

[He stops a few feet away, leaning slightly on his staff.]

Play fetch with your mabari, or fend off mobs begging for you to find their lost such-and-such.

[iwannabeadragon]

[If anyone is apologizing it'll be him. Hawke should have never let Anders die in the first place. Just another failure on his part.]

Sandal and Aveline give that dog more a workout than I ever could, and you learn to tune out the mobs eventually. This here is me-time.

[Although he's making no effort to shoo Anders away.]

[3wayforjustice]

[At least he doesn't blame Hawke. This was his own choice -- just like every other stupid decision he's made.]

Well. I... suppose I could leave you to that you-time.

[Since he assumes that's what Hawke is getting at.]

[iwannabeadragon]

[For a moment Hawke doesn't say anything, and then...]

Care for a drink?

[3wayforjustice]

[He smiles, faintly, and shakes his head.]

If I could, certainly. As things stand now... it would only be wasted.

[iwannabeadragon]

When does drinking with a friend count as a waste? Maybe you can't get drunk but that doesn't mean you still can't drink.

[In fact he's going to pour Anders a drink whether he likes it or not.]

[3wayforjustice]

You know I'm just going to hear about this later, if I do.

[Especially since the last time he had any booze, he got laid, and pissed the spirit off to no end.]

[iwannabeadragon]

If not this he'll just find something else to bitch at you about.

[Come on Anders, stick it to the man instead of letting him stick it to you for once.]

[3wayforjustice]

He already has, actually. I'm not sure I want to give him more ammunition.

[But he's going to lean against a convenient wall near his friend. He really should apologize...]

[iwannabeadragon]

[That's just what Hawke is thinking.]

Come on, just the one drink.

[Can you say no that face Anders? Can you?]

It's not like we can make him any angrier.

[3wayforjustice]

No, I think the woman who started this madness did that well enough.

[He sighs -- he's going to regret this later -- but holds out his hand for the drink.]

[iwannabeadragon]

[Hawke chuckles victoriously and hands the drink over.]

That's the spirit!

[The pun may or may not be intended.]

[3wayforjustice]

You should be ashamed of that pun.

[He eyes the drink before tasting a little bit. The wince may or may not be real.]

What is this?

[iwannabeadragon]

There's nothing I'm ashamed of anymore.

[Hawke lifts his bottle to his nose and sniffs it before taking another sip.]

No idea but I like it.