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he assesses the other with a critical eye, expression unremarkable ( but neither is it stony or angry ); Halla’vhenan’s hands are clasped at his waist, and he remains silent. for a heartbeat, at least. he shifts his weight to his other foot, and looks away.
❝ …is it always so? ❞
{ apostaticus }
‘This is Maeve and Aoife.’
[ she says, pointing to each of her cats. well, maeve’s a cat, aoife’s still just a kitten. ]
‘Now, if they don’t like you, I wouldn’t worry. They’re not fond of strangers but--oh hello.’
[ looking at the man with curiosity --instead of fear or anger-- is maeve. she gives a short meow and myrtle nods. ]
‘I think that means I can trust you. Who would’ve thought?’
Leaves crunch 'neath soles of travel worn boots as they come to halt before one drenched in DEATH & TURMOIL. She sees them first, gouged eyes and chests ripped wide open, SPIRITS, leftovers of a war that rages still that linger at a distance, watching, whispering -- ( ᴍᴏɴsᴛᴇʀ sᴀᴠɪᴏʀ ᴍᴜʀᴅᴇʀᴇʀ ᴍᴀʀᴛʏʀ ) -- waiting for a chance to either embrace or destroy a world weary soul. KIRKWALL falls from dead lips, REVOLUTION from others & desperate pleas to know why from the stragglers with naught to do but mourn the lives they once had, ripped violently out from under them without a moment's notice; Anders, she gathers, name foreign yet familiar and she wonders if the deceased take any comfort in knowing the living are just as conflicted about this man as they are.
She's been staring at nothing for several minutes now as far as the man before her is concerned, she realizes, & is quick to tear gaze from those that linger across the border between worlds, attention to focus now solely 'pon mage donning conflicted infamy. A breath is taken, fingers to lace tightly and for a moment she regrets the curiosity that drew here this close, regrets not following behind Hisoka as dutiful shadow -- but there is naught to be done about it now.
( Should she tell him about ----- no, he doesn't need to know. )
❛ Ah, you... you're Anders, right...? ❜
There's little point in phrasing speech as a query, positive of who this man is without such a question needing to be given, but there is an opportunity to give option to deny it, for them both to pretend she does not know -- should he wish to take it.
apostaticus
“Anders.... Well I can’t say I expected to run into you in the middle of nowhere. Or at all.”
Pale hair is somewhat streaked with blood, and yet she bares her teeth in a smile as she ducks into the healer’s refuge. Slim hands relinquish their grip upon a staff, & it is set just out of sight. Endangering her friend would not be wise, for while Hawke is almost untouchable, Anders is not.
❛ I don’t suppose you’ve a little time, Anders? ❜
Hawke sits in a nearby chair, ignoring the blood that drips upon the recently cleaned floor. A true talent she has, for getting into trouble, & for causing it.
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apostaticus
“Ah, so you’re the one running that clinic. Very charitable, giving back to the community and all that.”
