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[ofkirkwall]

Anders is gone. [ Hawke sounds, rather subdued today, as it seems a feline walks over her journal. Inspecting the his new home. ] For anyone who knew him... [ She faults and frowns. She hates this. Why is she doing it? ] I'm sorry.

[ Then there is silence and an occasional whine. From Dog. ]

...Has anyone seen Bethany Hawke? [ There is a hanging "I can't find her" in her voice, she can't bring herself to accept the possibility that she might be gone as well. ]

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[wolfuncaged]

[YAY!!!! BEST DAY EVER!!!!!

EV-EEERRRR.

He considers being supportive about this, because it's something he probably should do but... NOPE. FUCK IT]

Good. We have one less abomination to worry about.

[ofkirkwall]

[ FENRIS. She almost opens her to mouth to scold him about it, or something, but decides against it. She's really not in the mood for the whole abomination argument right now. So all he gets in reply is single bark from Dog.

Who knows if the warhound is agreeing or disagreeing. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Sorry, he's too busy being happy that ANDERS HAS LEFT.

First the pink pony, now this? Best week. BEST WEEK.

Oh...but wait]

...You have not seen Bethany?

[ofkirkwall]

[ Nice delayed reaction there. ]

No. [ She's not going to admit that she hasn't seen her for a while, because well... she's in denial. Okay. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Hey he was happy over the fact the abomination is gone]

...Have you searched out her room?

[Noooo he likes Bethany]

[ofkirkwall]

[ The silence he receives is probably a good answer. No, she hasn't even dared to. ]

[wolfuncaged]

[Sob. SILENCE]

...Do you wish me to look? I know how to read her name.

[ofkirkwall]

[ She's silent for a moment later before she speaks again, voice quiet and ...well certainly lacking in what one would usually call her normal tone. ]

Please.

[wolfuncaged]

[Oh...well he gets that. He almost feels guilty about being happy abour Anders going. Almost]

I will not be long.

[And after a while;]

I am sorry, Hawke. She is gone.

[bonniewitch]

I knew Anders when he was here. He left me a book before he left.

I liked him; he was a good guy.

[ofkirkwall]

Yeah. He was. [ Despite... everything. ]

...What sort of book did he leave you?

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[bonniewitch]

[She didn't know his full story.]

A book of spells. I'm a magic user.

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[ofkirkwall]

[ And it is better she doesn't. It's a heavy enough weight on Hawke's shoulders. ]

Well, would you look at that. So am I. Anders was my healer because I'm utterly rubbish with healing spells. [ A short laugh. ]

...I'm not much of a teacher, but if you ever need a hand with the spells in that book. I can, give that hand.

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[bonniewitch]

Yeah, he told me that he could use healing magic but I never actually saw him doing any of them.

I think I will need a hand with it since I don't recognise some of the spells. I'm Bonnie by the way.

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[ofkirkwall]

It isn't all that interesting, just something glowing stuff band bam injuries gone. [ Well, there is more to it than that, but it's really not the point. ]

Hawke.

forever~

[bonniewitch]

Maybe not interesting but definitely very useful magic to have.

Nice to meet you, Hawke. How long you been in the castle for?

[ofkirkwall]

That's why I keep him around.

[ She pauses, thinking. How long has it been? ] A while. I lost count.

[shipper_on_deck]

Huh. So that's where the book came from. Didn't know he read things like this in his free time.

[ofkirkwall]

...I'm not sure if I want to know.

[shipper_on_deck]

It's completely amoral and would undoubtedly lead poor children and cloistered Sisters astray. And it's horribly cliched, to boot.

[mullingly] We could get some wine and read it aloud. It sounds hilarious.

[or just drink. That is her (only) answer to all and any emotional problems whatsoever.]

[ofkirkwall]

[ Oh, ignoring emotional problems? YES PLEASE. ]

We should. Maybe even invite Fenris and watch his ears turn red.

[shipper_on_deck]

[snickering]

It'll be a wonderful reading lesson, I'm sure.

[ofkirkwall]

One to be remembered for months to come.

[shipper_on_deck]

Poor Fenfen.

[lol]

[ofkirkwall]

He'll live. [ A beat. ] At least we hope he will.