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Jail Bird
WHO: Gavin, Open
WHAT: Gavin has finally been released from prison, and is out wandering about. With supervision.
WHEN: Catch all for bloomingtide.
WHERE: All over skyhold
NOTES: He was in jail before, now he's not.
WHAT: Gavin has finally been released from prison, and is out wandering about. With supervision.
WHEN: Catch all for bloomingtide.
WHERE: All over skyhold
NOTES: He was in jail before, now he's not.
There's something strange about Gavin, lately. He'd been released from jail, but he came out slightly different. Quieter. Smaller. Nervous. He tries to keep a brave face and he still grins, but the grins don't reach his eyes and the laughs sound a little more hollow and he's taken to avoiding people far more often than he once did.
He no longer even tries to be the life of the party.
He is always with another scout - his babysitter, or his guard, either way is misery. Often, it is Dax. Sometimes, it is just a random scout that happened to draw the short straw.
He has a room, now, that he's meant to sleep in, because it got annoying to watch him when he fell asleep in random places. But it is small, and cold, and he dislikes it. It doesn't have a window.
It reminds him of the dungeon.
He still offers a smile and a wave to his friends when he sees them. Most of the time. But no more treats, no stolen cookies or pieces of fabric or little wooden carvings. The gifts are gone.