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Closed for Sylvansmercy

"Careful and gentle, a touch of regret and longing for those you once called friend...do you want help burying them?" He thought the people of Thedas mostly burned their dead, but burying them was valid. It gave the spirits around the bodies peace for a time, even as they groaned in anguish at another life lost.

He wouldn't begrudge Mei the chance at finding peace because of the need to kill them; it was a necessary evil. Kill or be killed, and Mei was needed more, unfortunately for the rebels.

"I can dig." He was certain he knew how to use a shovel.

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@the-eternal-sunflower asked: sender kisses receiver's forehead - to Cole. Baby boy needs to be cherished platonically

It was unexpected. He was just sitting with her and chatting about the animals that he had adopted, but then she was leaning over and kissing his forehead.

He smiled a little awkwardly. "I um...thank you?"

Cole had zero idea what it was for, but her emotions told him it was meant to be a kind gesture between friends, maybe? Or family? He struggled to tell the difference.

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@fxdewxlkxr || Here

"No."

Cole picked at his gloves. Maybe he shouldn't have tugged at this thread, hoping to unravel the guilt that weighed on Solas. There was a time and place for it and...was now the right time? Or should he back off and leave it alone?

He would chance it this time and hope for the best. If he messed up...well, there wasn't much he could do to fix it if this went sideways. Cole could only hope Solas would forgive him for trying.

"You got there as quickly as you could...Wisdom knew you cared enough to try." Even if Wisdom didn't remember in their new shape, they knew in their last moments. That mattered more.

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@inevitableking asked: ( fear ) : having just woken up from a night terror (Cole!)

Prompts

He sensed the restlessness from his room. Burning, fear, loss, was it all for nothing?

Cole stood from his bed and slipped into a shadow—ignoring the whispers and how they pulled at him—appearing in Alistair's quarters and promptly taking a seat at the foot of the bed to wait. He knew waking someone from nightmares could be risky, and given Alistair's abilities in a fight...Cole didn't want to be on the receiving end of a swing.

Once Alistair bolted upright, gasping for air, Cole waited a moment to let him get his bearings before he spoke softly. "It's over now..."

He kept his eyes hooded to hide the faint glow of them, knowing that it could spook him more than his sudden presence already could. Some things about him hadn't changed over these last few months; his eyes in the darkness were one of them.

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@the-eternal-sunflower asked: [Rooftop] -Cole?

First Meeting Starters

Cole tilted his head slightly when he heard emotions and footsteps approaching behind him; it wasn't a threatening mind that touched his, so he wasn't on edge at Sun's appearance. He shifted his position to make room for her on the blanket if she wished to perch on the tiles with him.

"Scaling walls to see the mountains too?" he asked lightly. Cole sometimes needed a moment of quiet to center himself after the constant barrage of thoughts and feelings below. The rooftops were a safe place to get away from everything.

"Or do you like the quiet?"

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@pcrseverance asked: "don't move - you're going to make it worse." for Cole

Injury Prompts

He had tried to dart into a shadow to avoid the sword swinging at him; Cole didn't move quickly enough and wound up with a gash on his leg. It burned like fire, and any movement jostled it, causing him to grimace in pain. He had managed to disappear long enough to buy him a few moments to catch his breath, just enough time for Cullen to finish off the armored Venatori where it would be safe to come out again.

Cole limped to him, only to be immediately ordered to sit so Cullen could look at his leg. He didn't fight him, didn't argue that he was fine and not to worry about him; he just accepted the help and plopped down on the nearest log.

That didn't mean he wasn't struggling to hold still as Cullen wrapped a bandage around his thigh. It hurt, damnit. Of course he was moving away from the source of pain.

Then there was the fact that he was skittish around Cullen as it was and wanted to bolt; he knew the man's heart, that he meant Cole no harm, but a small part of him questioned 'what if?'

"I'm sorry I couldn't help more," he murmured, gripping his hat to keep from shoving Cullen away for causing him more pain. It was necessary to stop the bleeding but...ow.

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@luna-mxth for a random starter; Norrim

"Norrim? Does this look right?" Cole placed the "head" on the snowman. Was it big enough or did he need to redo it? They still needed arms and things to make a face, but they had to get the base just right.

He glanced over at the bundled girl, a brief thought of 'I hope she's warm enough' running through his mind.

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💞 + who is Cole's favorite person?

Meme

"Norrim." No hesitation at all.