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[It's not the act of throwing the book across the room that activates the journal, but rather the inarticulate howl that follows it and triggers the audio recording. Whoever is on the other end is Very Angry.]
No! Not like this! DANARIUS!
[Ah, there's a name that might mean something to those who know it. There's a crash, followed by the sound of ( Read more... )
No! Not like this! DANARIUS!
[Ah, there's a name that might mean something to those who know it. There's a crash, followed by the sound of ( Read more... )
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Please excuse the purple haired kid getting the hell outta your way, Mr. Angry man.]
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You! [One armored finger gets thrust in Chrono's direction as he voids the other's attempts to get out of the way.] The magister Danarius: where is he?
[Because clearly anyone with two eyes and half a brain in their head should at least know if they've seen an Imperial magister about. ...Right?]
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Books don't make much in the way of a shield, but they're all Chrono has to protect himself in the face of a finger pointing elf. So here it is, in the middle of the hallway with his books clenched against his chest, that Chrono responses in the presence of hostility.]
Who?
[Just not very elegantly.]
I mean. I'm sorry. I don't-I don't know who you're referring too.
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[Blasted mages and their blighted magic. Because that's really the only answer he can come up with right now in the face of Chrono's answer.]
Bah. [Angry and frustrates, he pinches the bridge of his nose and steps out of the way. Let the boy crawl back to his keepers in the Gallows.]
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It's done. I... apologize.
[It's all said very carefully. As if he's still not sure he's supposed to be talking to this thing. He's never seen anyone talk to their books. Except maybe mages. But then he's fairly certain they weren't actually talking TO the book, just--]
[--he's not very good at this.]
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Welp.]
Yeah, whatever. Welcome to Holloways.
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A fine welcome. Abducted and left in a room with no sense at all.
[He doesn't sound particularly angry at Kloe; just irritated in general at the situation.]
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[... Anders, your timing can't possibly be worse.]
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[Fenris nearly crashes right into Anders when the mage steps out from the room right next to his and it's only his reflexes that keep him from actually doing it.]
Get out of my way!
[He doesn't question that the man is there in the first place- why wouldn't he be? He followed Hawke around like a lost puppy. Gritting his teeth, he makes to shove past Anders and continue on his way. This was an elf on a mission.]
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You-!
[Out of everyone to turn up -- it just had to be Fenris. Just when he thought he'd gotten rid of the irritation.]
What are you doing here?
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[Fenris just keeps right on going.]
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At the moment Hawke is out in front of the barracks with his pup faithfully following beside him.]
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[And spots Hawke. Well. Thank the Maker for SOME small miracle anyway. He hurries over.]
Hawke! Where is he? Where's Danarious?!
[Because you were right there. Right behind him. Like he'd asked. For exactly this reason.]
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Fenris! You're back! Got bored without me huh?
[And the confusion continues.]
Well, if I had to guess I'd say he's in Tevinter rolling around in goat blood or something.
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He's not! I saw him! He was HERE!
[Fenris gestures sharply to some undefined space in front of him. Except.. the look in his eyes clearly proved that he's not entirely convinced that "here" is where he thinks it is anymore.]
You were with me.
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Yes. Or I was, but I'm told that he's not here.
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I take it you're new here, huh?
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