●●● &.┊MARTYR┊

[eunoiias-blog]

                            They're lost.

       Lost, and missing a rather  crucial  member  of their          'merry band of misfits', sibling, friend, lost amidst the maze that          is Orlesian architecture.  Disgruntled sort of sigh, a huff, expels           from betwixt lips, brows furrowing with clear agitation at present          situation.

                       The company he keeps isn't exactly delightful either.

       He bears no ill-will toward  younger  Hawke, beyond           a confused sort of  impatience with his... all of him. At least he           isn't fenris, and for that he is  grateful        but Isabela or Varric          would have been his  preference if he was given a choice of who          he would like to be lost with for an extended period of time. 

       ❛ You know, I'm certain we've already been through           this hall. Maybe twice      that wall looks awfully familiar. ❜

[eunoiias-blog]

                                         Her bandage hides two festering sores                                              That once perhaps were eyes.

[eunoiias-blog]

       ❛ It’s just a sprain but  you  should  still  try          and stay off it when possible. ❜ He hasn’t the slightest          idea as to whether or not she will listen to his advice, but          he is obligated to give it regardless.

[eunoiias-blog]

❛ ✦ || FENRIS ;

               A forward lean,a creak of his chair, and he is close                     enough that he could reach out and put a stop to the                     tapping in one swift movement. He swallows temptation,                     his glare level and sharp enough to cut. The amusement                     on the mage’s face is difficult to swallow, and tolerated                     only because he is above this childishness.                    ‘ You ask as though the answer is not obvious.                             Do you enjoy pestering me so?’

       There is glee to be found in the affirmation that simplistic           action is  enough to make  warrior's skin  crawl with  visible irritation,            two sharp raps to wood  'neath fingertips  to come before any actual           answer, as though daring him to do something about it.  Cave, react,           play  this childish  game or remain cool,  calm,  refusing  to stoop to           such a level.

          He is banking on the former,  knowing full  well the disapproval it will                earn from Hawke, chastisement aimed at the both of them. 

          ❛ Now who's asking questions with obvious answers? ❜  He has            the audacity  to smile, a mocking little thing,  and he pulls hand away            from table, a temporary cease in his actions      'fore continuing to tap           beneath it where elf's reach can not so easily go.

[eunoiias-blog]

       Withered body housing tattered soul is to pour what           energy can be  scrapped  together into the  mending  of the broken,           his  own  depleting  health  failing  to be of  more  concern to mage            than that of  strangers;  killer, insane  they  call him  when looking            to the start  of  a war,  yet bloodied  hands still find they know how            to heal just as well as they understand how to destroy.

                                    Patients resting, he slouches against nearby tree                                                                                 & tries to breathe.

          ( ----- ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ )            Words whisper --  Justice, Vengeance, Spirit is a familiar voice --           of  intruder and  he does  not bother to look  around, speaking to air            and awaiting answer. 

          ❛ I know you're there; There isn't any point in hiding. ❜

[eunoiias-blog]

       &&. MARTYR.       also i don't have much to reply to        atm so if anyone wants  to do a  thing u are welcome         to like this  and  I'll throw some  short stuff  at people         when I get home from work tomorrow. 

[eunoiias-blog]

           During the events of Inquisition ( and, admittedly, the final act of DA2 ) Anders is dying. Despite how he insists upon Justice's existence being that of a spirit and his hatred of demons, Justice has been a demon of vengeance before Anders even met Hawke, tainted by his own emotions and thoughts. Like demons, Vengeance is feeding off of him ( unintentionally, as even Vengeance still believes himself to be a spirit of Justice ) and wearing on his conscious/body. As time goes on he is getting worse, forcing Anders to overwork himself and Anders no longer has the willpower to fight against Vengeance's will come Act 3 of DA2, accepting Vengeance's thoughts and will as his own with a body and mind too weary for protest. While he still believes in the plight of mages and very much wishes to assist, and would still be doing so without Vengeance present; Vengeance merely has pushed him to extremes, unable to understand the concept of mercy and methods falling to the extreme. 

            If he is allowed to live, he is living on limited time, consciousness being eaten away more and more as time goes on and the strain on his body from housing his demon ( along with the events of Kirkwall + a forced nomadic life. stress in general ) will lead to one of a small number of possibilities, all of which would take place within a handful of years following Inquisition.

           One, Justice will replace Anders as the dominant consciousness, essentially replacing anders as a whole, forcing him out and taking over his body. Two, the strain on Anders' body will kill him within a few years time which lead simply to him dying, or Justice will take over his corpse. Either way, Anders is aware that he is being killed slowly, and displays signs of heavy fatigue and a very distance nature during the events of Inquisition, strength in all areas dwindling. 

[eunoiias-blog]

                                                       ❛ Can you read them? ❜

        Innocent question is presented, gaze            failing to  remove  itself from the  unfamiliar words carved             unto wall  -- Elvish, he presumes, given  the nature of the             glyph  itself  -- voice   soft  &  reflecting  an  ever-present             fatigue. 

[eunoiias-blog]

❛ ✦ || HAWKE ;

{ eunoiias }

     “ Whatever it is you think I’m doing, I’m definitely not         hiding from another date my mother set up for me. ”

          ❛ You'll have to forgive me if I don't believe you;           your poker face is about  as good as  Merrill's. ❜           A smile, small, teasing.  ❛ I hope you don't expect           me to hide you here.  Your mother  would have            my head for ruining her plans. ❜

[eunoiias-blog]

Theme update !

[theresidentdevil]

Anders for exhaustedapostate.

Aah I hope you like it! ;v;

[eunoiias-blog]

        He’s an adult in age only, it would  appear,  quick taps            of fingers on table top  started out of  anxious  need for movement,            and continue in an effort to bother  elven warrior, quietly  enjoying            the growing irritation and he offers a look of pure innocence when            he  is finally  given  attention,  gazes  locked and his  brows  raise,             fingers ceasing their movements.                   temporarily, at least. 

           ❛ -- Am I bothering you? ❜         And he taps the table once more. 

[eunoiias-blog]

                                         ❛ So, why didn’t you run away sooner? ❜

        Question is given in casual sort of manner, the both of            them  awaiting  Hawke’s  return from  a private  meeting with  the             Viscount, curiosity getting the better of tongue. For all  his disdain            aimed at other’s attitude and ideals, Anders can admit  ( inwardly )             that there is intrigue involving the former slave. 

          ❛ I mean, surely you must have wanted to. Was there really no                  other opportunity for you to leave in all that time? ❜

[eunoiias-blog]

        & he carries sacrifices 'pon  back,  blood  stained            fingertips  that do not  clean no matter  how numerous one may            attempt to wash them ( sᴄʀᴜʙ ʀᴀᴡ﹐ ʀᴇᴅ ʜᴀɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴅᴅᴇʀ            ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ; ᴘʀɪᴄᴇ ᴘᴀɪᴅ﹐  ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏᴇᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ  ᴡɪᴛʜɪɴ ғʟᴇsʜ )  and             he is,  perhaps, unfit to call  self healer with death lingering so            closely,  whispering of  ʀᴇᴠᴏʟᴜᴛɪᴏɴᴀʀʏ sᴘᴀʀᴋ -- there is no            regret, none, at least, so deep-seated that he would change his            actions entirely,  but there is a weight on  heart when he offers            to FIX & MEND with tainted purpose.

           SINNER  pleads  to heal  the VIRTUOUS &  wonders  if he will                                                 B U R N .

           ❛ Let me set your leg, at least; you won't be going anywhere            with it in that condition. ❜ She  could shoot him  once  able to             reach bow, and he is so tired -- let her, he merely wishes to help            'fore prophet strikes him down. 

[eunoiias-blog]

[12:16:43 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: i love you [12:18:53 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: i love u too i am not going 2 eat ur ass [12:19:05 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: fuck off i didnt ask for this [12:19:15 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: YOU LITERALLY JUST DID [12:19:20 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: im being framed [12:20:02 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: bY WHO [12:20:07 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: WHY [12:20:08 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: WOULD I [12:20:09 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: FRAME YOU [12:20:14 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: FOR WANTING SOMEONE TO EAT YOUR ASS [12:20:32 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: I DIDN'T SAY IT WAS YOU IT COULD HAVE BEEN ZAM OR CRESS [12:20:51 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: IS ZAM EVEN AWAKE [12:20:55 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: I DONT KNOW [12:21:46 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: STARES HARD [12:21:54 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: DICKS HARD [12:22:12 AM] .. •° || LITTLE WOLF || °• ..: is this why you're asking people to eat your ass [12:22:19 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: wh [12:22:26 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: IM INNOCENT

[eunoiias-blog]

[12:12 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: turn on the reply function on your anders blog so i can tell you to eat my ass 

     &&. MARTYR.      so my replies are on now i guess.

[eunoiias-blog]

altusboy replied to your post

eat my ass 

    &&. MARTYR.       incredible.

[eunoiias-blog]

[12:12 AM] ::..ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ ғᴜʀsᴏɴᴀ..::: turn on the reply function on your anders blog so i can tell you to eat my ass 

     &&. MARTYR.      so my replies are on now i guess.