A Cruel Twist of Fate [closed]

[wickedchase]

WHO: Twisted Fate, Nerva, Korrin, Zevran, Beleth, Cyril, Ruby, Sera, Katniss, and special sending crystal guest star, Sina!
WHAT: A companion quest and elven relations all wrapped up in one.
WHEN: Post-Illness plot. The band of merry travelers will be gone from Clouch 23 to Clouchreach 28.
WHERE: Traveling to and from the Serpentine River.
NOTES: The plotting post.

Comments

[wickedchase]

[The touch makes him look up, and he's relieved to look at Korrin's face. Selfish as it was, he's glad he asked Korrin, Zevran, and Nerva to come. Maybe it's ridiculous he needs three people for morale support, but he doesn't regret it.

He snorts a little.]

I'm not much the punching person, really.

That said, on a scale from one to ten? Ten. Absolutely a ten. [He sighs and rubs his face.] They don't even have to say anything. I know what they're thinking. It's always the same.

[gatheringstorm]

[It doesn't seem at all ridiculous to Korrin at all the moral support needed; they were facing his entire former clan. Some to even those numbers, even a little, might help give him some confidence.]

That you're a terrible Dalish, blah blah blah? Yeah, I've heard snatches of that song and dance already. Fuck 'em. You're here to help, that ought to entitle you to some gratitude.

[wickedchase]

I think it hurts their pride to defer to the assistance of the harellan and mismatched crew that aren't part of a clan. Gratitude is a bit hard.

[gatheringstorm]

[She rolls her eyes at that.]

It's not like we want literal ass-kissing; I'd settle for easing up on the assholery, that's all. For your sake.

[She take it directed at herself, being an outsider all her life almost everywhere she's been, but it's harder to watch it directed at a friend.]

[wickedchase]

Maybe we should see if we can get at least a handshake when all is said and done. Or a respectful nod. That'd be nice, wouldn't it?

[Twisted Fate sighs and folds his arms.] If it's any consolation, I'm mostly at odds with Keeper Shoshanna. Everyone else is just glaring in judging silence.

Which I can take well enough. Nice to know that hasn't changed.

[gatheringstorm]

[At that sigh, she gives his shoulder a gentle squeeze.]

We'll do what we came here for and get out of here as soon as possible. You won't have to endure this any longer than absolutely necessary. And if you want me to stand near you and glare in judging silence right back, just say the word.

[wickedchase]

I do usually feel better when you're towering over me with that vague look of disapproval in your eyes, spitfire.

Thank you.

[gatheringstorm]

[Korrin chuckles softly at that, looking smug.]

I try my best. Once this is over, I say we treat ourselves. I'm buying, whether it's spa day or drinks or something else. Your choice.

[wickedchase]

Creators, a spa day sounds like what I'm going to need. I'll have a gray hair by the time we're done here at least.

[gatheringstorm]

[She looks him over and grins at that.]

Don't panic, Fate. If anyone could pull it off, it's you. I'll fight anyone who says otherwise.

[wickedchase]

I'll remember that. Next hairdresser I pay for that calls it out as a negative, I'll just shout for you. Sound fair?

[gatheringstorm]

Absolutely. Hey, I've been starting to learn rift magic. One of the benefits is summoning a giant rock to punch people with. Just a thought.

[She wiggles her eyebrows, not serious. Probably.]

[wickedchase]

Hmm. I do value my friends to be able to punch people I don't like. A rock fist punch is even better.

[gatheringstorm]

I'll demonstrate on those rift demons, just for you.

[wickedchase]

Spitfire? You're the best. Truly.