(closed) everybody thinks of the noise and the power of you

[heda]

WHO: Clarke Griffin, Lexa
WHAT: Lexa's leg is broken, among other things
WHEN: Backdated to just after this thread
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: nah

[ Not being locked up is all well and good, and Lexa is certainly grateful for that. But she is still miles from home, her guards are at best still a ways behind them, and she is unsure if the tentative hospitality that has been extended to her goes as far as letting her take a horse from the stables. She's unsure if she could manage to both mount a horse and ride it all the way back to Towerhold if it did.

Probably. She can clench her fists a little tighter at her sides as she hobbles down the steps into Skyhold's courtyard and tell herself probably. She has a great deal of faith in the sturdiness of her own constitution and it is not an unreasonable faith. But the truth is that it has been three days and her leg is only getting more broken, not less, and even the toughest warriors must also at some point be realists. She needs a healer, and Skyhold has them, and she is allowed to be here and to seek them out. It would be foolish not to take that opportunity.

She finds the cluster of tents without difficulty except of movement, and gets into the line of those waiting to be seen. She could probably push forward--she certainly looks the worst for wear out of the small group, filthy and pale beneath all the mud smears and only just barely able to put weight on her left leg--but doesn't, just closing her eyes for a moment as she waits, attempting to be patient. ]