“Don’t you ever do that again!” -- Finn
meme || @tevinterspariah || ACCEPTING
his lip is split, and there’s dragon’s blood splattered in his bright red hair, staining it black in places. oh, maker save him, it’s going to be a real bastard to get the stuff out and set his curls to rights again. every bone in his body ACHES from the blow he’d taken from the beast’s tail. he’s LUCKY that he doesn’t have any vital organs paying the price for his carelessness.
but he had seen an opening, and he had taken it. it only took a fade-step, and he was under the creature’s belly, slicing it open with that ethereal blade of his. he grins at dorian, wiping his lip on the back of his hand.
‘if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were FRETTING,’ he smirks. the tevinter’s concern causes something WARM to settle in his belly, his heart skipping half a beat. ‘look at me -- i’m FINE.’
he spreads his arms out in a sweeping gesture and winces as it pulls at the soreness across his shoulders. ‘er, well, MOSTLY fine. i’m not dead, which is a right sight more than can be said for that dragon. you should be THANKING me. i kept your glorious moustache from being singed off, and we all know what a tragedy THAT would have been.’
