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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.
el_tybs: (grin_F)

The Tavern and maybe the Hot Springs later

[personal profile] el_tybs 2016-06-11 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
After a long day of work and practice, it wasn't unusual for Sam to end up at the tavern. In the past he was here practically daily, but since the beginning of the year he's been less frequent. Every once in a while though he doesn't head straight for his room and instead nurses a drink until he feels ready for bed.

Today had just been one of those days where you needed something to unwind.

Almost immediately after walking in the mage is quick to spot the blue eyed Rifter. He makes sure to go and buy himself a drink first before he approaches though, since he knows that once he's sat down with Kirk, he would be rather distracted.

"Is this spot taken?"
gatheringstorm: (relaxing)

The Hot Springs (mostly so I can use this icon)

[personal profile] gatheringstorm 2016-06-11 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Ever since returning from the Western Approach, Korrin has redoubled her training efforts. She's seen Kirk running but doesn't usually join in, sticking to the strict training regimen Vivienne has set for her. Between that and rift magic training, she doesn't have a lot of time or energy for more. It's after a morning of such a workout that she ends up neck-deep in the hot springs, blissfully stretching out and glad to have it to herself...or mostly to herself. She doesn't open her eyes to see who it is, though speaks up. "If I'm not giving enough room, tell me. Contrary to appearances, I can move...a little."
the_effect_she_has: (Hunted)

Gardens

[personal profile] the_effect_she_has 2016-06-11 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Katniss didn't sleep much, anymore.

Her experiences in the Fade, what she had seen in the Western Approach, had twisted all her dreams into nightmare. She took the potions that her friends had given her to help her sleep deep enough, but that did not lessen the nightmares that slipped in. So early in the morning, around two am, she would walk all of Skyhold, working on her 'parkour' that Araceli had taught her.

Tonight, she came off the roof and landed in the garden, rolling to her feet, slightly out of breath, her gaze flickering around in the near darkness to make sure she hadn't awoken any of the young mages that sometimes liked to sleep out in the open.
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Garden

[personal profile] ancarrow 2016-06-11 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Eirlys has been trying to avoid sleep as much as she can, since returning from the Fade. It's not just the nightmares, though they're bad enough, but having physically experienced the horrors there first hand she's very reluctant to return there even in dreams, despite Korrin's reassurances.

The garden is her favourite place in Skyhold, the sort of place she'd dreamed of tending to back in the alienage when she'd had only a couple of window boxes to grow herbs in. In these rare quiet hours, she has time to tend to the flowers as well as the medicinal plants she uses day to day in her healing, and it's as she's kneeling down to prune a bed of roses that she spots Kirk sat in the grass.

"I didn't see you there, you made me jump a little." She offers a friendly smile, placing her shears on the ground. "I thought I was the only one up and about at this hour."
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Gardens!

[personal profile] fightorfright 2016-06-11 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Even after trekking across the Free Marches after the collapse of the Circles, the novelty of freedom still hasn't worn off. It is equal parts terrifying and exhilarating, but since Amélie has never been one for grand emotive gestures, she mostly takes quiet comfort in her newfound capacity to be alone. No templars or tiny, scared children, no friends, no family. No responsibility for others, and for the first time in her life, no-one to take care of.

Too bad caring was the only thing she'd ever been good at.

It's during a stark moment of loneliness that she comes across the man, sitting in the gardens all comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. Before she can talk herself out of it, Amélie stalks over until she's standing behind him. "Couldn't sleep either, huh?"
serannas: amused (vir sumeil)

tavern

[personal profile] serannas 2016-06-11 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"You've gotten your chess set, I see!" Ellana says, standing beside his table. The last they spoke, he'd been looking for someone who could make him one. She's glad he has it. Life for a rifter here isn't easy. They have to take their joy where they can find it.

"Are you looking for someone to play with, or waiting for someone else?" Ellana doesn't want to barge in if it's the latter.
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[personal profile] el_tybs 2016-06-12 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't like he didn't socialize, it was just less frequent of himself to do so in the tavern. There was just a lot of memories in the place, and he wasn't the biggest drinker.

Seeing the chair pop out from some unknown force - he knows it was your foot Kirk - Sam raises a brow at the man as he grabs the back of the chair to right it a bit. Flopping down in his seat, and taking a small sip of his drink, he mulls over where he's been all day. "Where aren't I?" he says with a bit of a snort, leaning back to stretch his back against the back of the chair.

"Been in the forge mostly. After a big mission there's always need of new supplies and repairs to be made. I'm done for the night and needed a break of the place." After all he also slept there.
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[personal profile] gatheringstorm 2016-06-12 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
Upon hearing that, Korrin chuckles and opens her eyes a little. "You'll survive, I'm sure. Perfect, isn't it? All that soreness seems to seep away in these waters. If only we could have this everywhere we go." Alas, any places Korrin remembers as having hotsprings aren't where the Inquisition has tread, nor does it seem likely. But she can dream.
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[personal profile] serannas 2016-06-12 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Ellana's smile widens, and she moves to take a seat. Since coming to Skyhold, several people had referred to her as 'my lady,' and she's stopped correcting them. Growing up isolated in a Dalish clan, her only exposure to the outside world was by reading stolen or traded books, and the romance novels often featured a noblewoman being called 'my lady.' She thought it was reserved for Orlesian women with long titles and even longer bloodlines. But now she knows that those who call her that are being polite or respectful, and it's nice to hear.

"Very kind of you, my lord," she answers, playing along. "Now, I've played this a little with my beau, but I'm afraid I'm not very good. Hopefully I can give you some competition."
el_tybs: Evan Antin (smile_D)

[personal profile] el_tybs 2016-06-12 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
"So pretty much I should find a place outside of Skyhold to live," he says back with a chuckle. After all he did work all around Skyhold, not just the forge. "Don't captains live on the ship they work on?" Sam tries his best to hide a smirk behind his mug at that one. But, yes, also the whole working at the forge and sleeping there as well part.

"And lose the precious seat that I just acquired?" Sam sighs and shifts his feet so that he's resting them on his heels on not fully on the soles of them. "Perhaps in a bit - it is a nice night." He appreciates the offer, but honestly he was fine with the tavern. There was just less reason for him to be in it as frequently as he was before was all.

Glancing over the table, Sam raises a brow. "Games huh?"
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[personal profile] the_effect_she_has 2016-06-12 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Katniss jerks her chin towards the greeting, but her hand leaves her blade the moment she recognizes the figure in the dim light. She nods her head, just so

"Morning, Jim." She arched an eyebrow, "Trust me, if we were getting more visitors - you'd hear it a lot sooner than from me. Just ... trying to exhaust myself."
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[personal profile] el_tybs 2016-06-12 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
Probably a good thing that Kirk doesn't, because obviously this conversation would go south pretty quickly. In a good way of course. So at the huff Sam just smiles and gives a shrug. He doesn't think it's different, but he'll let it be at that.

"Can't say I'm very good at it," he admits, reaching out to slide a pawn forward. He played some in the Circle, but it wasn't something he truly got into. There was so much he had to learn with magic considering he had started late, and then he always made a point to keep in shape since it kept his mind off things.

"This is the board you bought?"
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[personal profile] serannas 2016-06-12 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, good," she says, pressing her palms together between her knees as she leans in to check the board.

"Who should go first, Captain?"

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