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James Tiberius Kirk ([personal profile] universal_charm) wrote in [community profile] faderift2016-06-10 10:06 pm

[ OPEN ] I'm Floating in a Most Peculiar Way

WHO: Jim Kirk & Anyone
WHAT: Catch-all for the month
WHEN: June/Justinian (after the Justice Ritual #4)
WHERE: Around Skyhold
NOTES: Possible language, probably kittens, wounds, probably demon-talk, shenanigans, maybe some other heavy subjects, possibly some amorous action, everything goes here


[ Class Is In Session - Math + Self-Defense ]
Hearing of a school going up, Kirk naturally offered himself up as a teacher - not least because it gave him something to do here other than be a pretty helper to Sam's forge and a jack-of-all trades laborer.

He taught all levels of math, and any new students who came to the class would be asked to complete an exam that had problems ranging from simple addition and subtraction all the way up to the higher maths such as Calculus to gauge their skill. From that, he did his best to improve upon their skills and further their understanding. A little hard with a range of people, but he did his best, and he was more than willing to answer questions both related to math and to other subjects as well.

When he was not teaching maths, he taught Self-Defense with hand-to-hand combat - or at least he started to once he was physically well enough given that the Ritual had done a number on him. He took to the training area for this class though, and new students were told to fight him as their practical exam. It's not meant to be a hard fight, more like just a quick assessment of their current skill. He welcomed everyone from children to adults, but as a fair notice - expect to walk away with some bruises.

[ Stables ]
If the Western Approach and going after Servis had taught him anything, it was that he really needed to learn to ride something. Being able to hike and run was all well and good, but travel would be much, much easier if he could ride astride something with a longer stride and a touch faster than himself. Motorcycles were a long way off in this world.

So Kirk was being taught to ride, mostly by Sam and on a horse used with permission, though if someone else offered correction to his form as he practiced he would accept it. At this point, everyone was more the expert than himself. At least, so far, he'd avoided falling - for which his ribs were grateful.

Sometimes, though, he could be found around there just enjoying some time with the animals, petting and murmuring to them (and maybe sneaking a carrot to a tiny pony named Bill).

[ The Tavern ]
Most nights Kirk can be found here - work is done, and where else is there to hang out at night in Skyhold (that doesn't make you look incredibly suspicious)? But he liked the crowds and the warmth and the music and the laughter. He could usually be found with a pint of beer in front of him, slowly acclimating to the stuff, and sometimes he would hang out at a table with a chess set in front of him, waiting for a challenger. Other times he had a deck of cards, willing to play Wicked Grace or teach the good folk of Thedas some poker.

And maybe, just maybe, if he'd had enough to drink and laughed enough - he could be convinced to sing a song from a far away land or tell a tale of the same.

[ The Gardens - Specifically at Night/Very Early Morning ]
Even having found a steady place to sleep and steady companion, Kirk's nights were not always quiet and dreamless. He tried his best not to bother Sam on those nights, when sleep would not come, or more accurately he did not wish to close his eyes and see what his mind might twist together when he was not paying attention.

So on those particular nights he would slip out of bed and head to the gardens, sometimes late and sometimes in the early gray before dawn. He walked the paths, breathing in the scent of flowers and the earth. Sometimes he would find a space to sit and fold his legs and rest the back of his hands atop his knees, attempt to meditate in the ways Spock had initially taught him - though more often than not he simply created a numbing tingle in his legs and frustration.

Company, no matter the hour, was always welcome.

[ Around Skyhold - Usually Morning + The Hot Springs ]
Part of Kirk's daily routine was to run and run a lot. He could easily be seen jogging around the perimeter of Skyhold, sometimes with a shirt and sometimes without. Afterwards he usually went to the hot springs to rinse himself off, and in the early days after the Fourth Ritual to clean his wounds as well.

[ The Library ]
Kirk could be found here on and off, mostly coming to return books he had taken for comfortable reading back in the loft with Sam, but now and then he could be seen sitting at a table, taking notes on papers or in a journal he had secured. He was taking more or less everything he read in historical accounts with a grain of salt, but it was still important, he thought, to read such accounts even as he asked others about them.

[ Wild card me! ]
Because there's probably tons of stuff I didn't cover.
hlif: (Default)

hot springs;

[personal profile] hlif 2016-06-12 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
Contrary to popular belief (or scurrilous rumour put about mainly by one Mal Reynolds), Asher Hardie actually does bathe. It's just that generally, since Asher's whole life is on the road where you sluice yourself off in an icy river, and when you paint yourself in kaddis on account of your dog? Said dog is stationed outside the hotsprings at the moment with the bulk of Asher's weapons. (There's one dagger though. Asher hasn't lived this life for this long by being stupid even in a bath.)

The hot springs are damn good for easing up the aches and pains that come from throwing himself back into training after a good month of being weak as a kitten, and it doesn't bother the burn scars the way snowmelt in the valley camp does but he's not hiking all the way up here every single day like some soft lowlander.

"So if I pass out," he says to whoever else is here because he's only cracked one eye open a little since the water is hot and even the old scars are aching these days, "Can you just give me a kick? I won't be offended but some friends might be if I drown. And that's not how I plan on my funeral going."
foxsays: (She knows she's alone and she is free)

tavern;

[personal profile] foxsays 2016-06-12 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
When Skyhold's tavern has the option of entering from above, Araceli tends to do just that. It lets her see just where everyone is because even if she came in the first group of rifters to arrive in Thedas, it isn't home, and her bard studies only make her sharper and more alert for those who might take offense.

It's easiest to spot where people are actually gambling from a height too and she makes her way downstairs, ordering quickly at the bar; pretty girls with big smiles get good service, pretty girls with big smiles and a history of tipping well get speedy service, and she seats herself in the nearest available chair.

"Is it just Wicked Grace tonight?" She asks, and she won't be disappointed if it is but well, Thedas is a bit mad on just one game after all, and it's a little sad. "Or are you up for a challenge?"
the_effect_she_has: (I stand alone)

[personal profile] the_effect_she_has 2016-06-12 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I need to get used to seeing in the dark." Maker only knew what kind of missions she'd be volunteering herself for next - and she was heading down to the damned Deep Roads soon. She moved closer to him, leaning against a tree as she gave him a keen look.

"You look like you lost three rounds with a bear." She stated critically.
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Garden

[personal profile] dreadinquisitor 2016-06-12 02:57 pm (UTC)(link)
He had a room - if one dared to call it that (somewhere his mother was wrinkling her nose at nothing) - off the gardens. And he was, by nature, a fairly early riser, especially these days. He liked the quiet of the early morning. The stillness.

Just him, and his thoughts. Maybe some tea (and on especially good mornings, some Gavin).

In the cool morning light, he leaned against the archway and sipped from the rough cup, running through a silent list of things he hoped to tackle that day... until he spotted a familiar face, scrunched awkwardly, across the way.

He approached slowly, so as not to startle Kirk, and joked, "Is that meant to look so unpleasant?"

the_effect_she_has: (Huntress)

[personal profile] the_effect_she_has 2016-06-12 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Not sleeping slowed the healing process, usually. Katniss knew it all too well, and she made a face at his comment. "You were in the Fade too, then? I am still healing the burn scars."

She doesn't know what is happening with Anders - and when she does she's going to be a little more alarmed.
youwonscience: (oh my love it's time)

Gardens - Early Morning

[personal profile] youwonscience 2016-06-12 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Cosima finds it a little ironic that she can't sleep, when it seems to have been dreaming that got her here in the first place. She's been in Skyhold few enough days that she can still count them on her fingers, and she knows she could get some rest, but her brain has been racing overtime to try to work out how she's going to get home (and what she's meant to do if she ultimately can't). She knows that imagining how Sarah and Alison will react won't do her any good - thinking of what Delphine will think. But it's all... a lot.

She wanders out into the gardens in search of someplace she'll be out of the way while most normal people are still asleep. Someone was kind enough to lend her a light cloak, but no one is going to mistake her for a native at a glance, between her glasses and her hair.

When she ran across the man clearly meditating, she resolved not to disturb him, but her coughing fit is both ill-timed and involuntary, for all she muffles it with her hand.
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[personal profile] youwonscience 2016-06-12 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles, ruefully, and wipes her hand absently on the side of her pants as she approaches him. "Thanks."

While Cosima is doubtful the springs will do her good, she also doesn't think it's wise to launch into a very long story about her illness with a total stranger who clearly means well.

"Sorry if I bothered you. I was trying to avoid that, but." A shrug. So it went. "I guess it's usually pretty quiet out here, this time of day?"
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[personal profile] serannas 2016-06-12 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay." She looks things over before moving out a pawn. "How have you settled in? The last we spoke, you were hoping to find work that suited you."
youwonscience: (no lies)

[personal profile] youwonscience 2016-06-12 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Cosima manages a crooked smile. "Pies? Who doesn't like pie?" She didn't imagine there was a major gluten-free movement in Thedas.

She comes to sit down next to him, since he doesn't seem averse to company. "So have you always been an up-before-the-crack-of-dawn type?"
youwonscience: (let there be light)

[personal profile] youwonscience 2016-06-12 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
She lights up a little. "Oh, are you... by home, do you mean...?" She doesn't want to be rude if he's just from some other part of Thedas - she's far too new to guess who's a rifter on sight, though tellingly, she glances toward his hand as she doesn't quite finish her question.
youwonscience: (And then get up and leave her)

[personal profile] youwonscience 2016-06-12 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
She smiles truly, then, mildly sheepish but not truly apologetic. "Earth for me too, but your past. 2013. Wow, I can only imagine how much progress you guys must have made in 150 years. A hundred and fifty back from me, we didn't even have, like, germ theory or blood transfusions."
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[personal profile] el_tybs 2016-06-12 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Guess that depended on how long they were going to be drinking and playing chess - or any other games really.

Sam doesn't go to look at feeling something tap against his foot, but he does look up from the boards to raise a brow at Kirk. Trying to distract him or playing footsie there, Kirk? He moves another pawn.

"It's a nice gift. Who got it for you?"
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[personal profile] gatheringstorm 2016-06-12 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ugh, thanks for that reminder. I could never get rid of the grittiness even with those oases around, not when we went right back to roaming the sands after. It felt like I brought back half the desert with me." And yet, still not as bad as the Fallow Mire...or it wouldn't have been had Adamant and the Fade not been included. But she's trying to keep her mind from darker thoughts for now.
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[personal profile] the_effect_she_has 2016-06-12 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Now, she looked startled. "How do you know Anders?"

And why, would be her second question. She frowns then, folding her arms more tightly over her chest, her expression flickering through different emotions before she pulled it back to apathy.

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