Reaching towards adulthood?

[issala]

WHO: Kas & You!
WHAT: Catch-all for the month
WHEN: All through Justinian
WHERE: Skyhold (mostly)
NOTES: Feel free to hit me up on draiol for any specific starters!

I. Healer Tents

Since the trip to the Fade, the strange headache had returned. Now it was always there, nagging him, but at times it grew to something less tolerable and more 'knife in his brain'. Kas tried to ignore it, but eventually he had to drag himself to a healer again to get a potion or something until it calmed down.

Opening the healing tent flap after a little knock to a pole, he makes a grumbling sound as a greeting, not sure if it was a healer or another patient in the room.

II. Archery Range

The archery training was going well for the teen, and he found himself always feeling better after he had gone through his training for the day. It cleared his head better than any other things he had attempted, and came with the added bonus of actually improving something. With the hip quiver making pulling out an arrow much easier and less entangled, he was also increasing his speed.

After nailing another shot at the dummy, Kas takes a quick break to grab his water skin and wipe some sweat from his forehead. Concentrating was heavy work.

III. Herald's Rest

Better days meant better ways to entertain himself, and Kas often found himself at the Tavern playing games with other patrons. Wicked Grace, Diamondback, Checkers. Other times, he just liked listening to people talk (and maybe shyly look at girls). He didn't drink, though, which annoyed the staff a bit.

(Good thing the cook thought he was cute.)

Writing letters to his old kith had been sparse lately, the more he realized how bad it had really been there compared to the families he heard about from people like Gorse and Korrin. Still, he felt obligated to let them know he was alive now and then, and could be found scribbling on paper in the tavern when not losing his money to cards.

...it usually ended with him doodling instead.

IV. Wildcard!

Comments

[issala]

"Uh, it's fine. You need any directions or something?" He could help with that, at least. She looked really turned around, and he was supposed to be agentleman and stuff.

"I'm guessing you're new here. It's... uh... tricky to find places sometimes." Especially if the corridors were blocked by debris or something. He had spent most of his time exploring Skyhold, so he knew it like the back of his hand.

[fledglingenchanter]

There is a quick nod from her as she tries to slow her rapid heart rate and quell the panic and embarrassment that hovered around the edges of her mind. That he was so reasonable to speak to helped greatly. Risking another look up, she tried her best at a sheepish grin, "You'd be correct. I've been here a few days now. You'd think I'd have a better handle on where everything is but with so many people coming and going , it's hard."

Then after a small pause, she decided to take a chance, "I'm Sadira by the way."

(ooc: Oops I used the wrong account before, Sorries!)

[issala]

"Uh... Kas. I'm Kas." 'Reasonable' might not be the best word to describe him, but damn if he isn't trying to be as helpful as he can right now. Even if that means he's blushing a very dark grey.

(Shush.)

"It takes a while to get used to but I can help... where did you want to go?"

(Sorry for the wait, I was on vacation!)

[fledglingenchanter]

Such a short name made Sadira tilt her head slightly in question, though she herself wasn't one to talk. Her name might have been a little longer, but it was no less simple. The blushing had her more concerned as she say his skin-tone turn darker.

Her expression clear however at the continued offer to help. Unfortunately she had been wandering aimlessly trying to find somewhere to be of use or at the very least, not to be in the way. Saying that would just make everything else awkward, so she opted for the first thing that popped into her head, "The kitchens-- or at least somewhere I might get a meal?"

(Sorry right back, I don't even have an excuse!)

[issala]

Kas looks at her a little quizzically at first, but when Sadira mentions the kitchens he brightens up and gives her a wide grin. That was something he could definitely help with!

"Oh, that's easy! You just gotta follow your nose!" He's joking. Mostly. "This way!"

life is excuse enough so it's all nbd :)

[fledglingenchanter]

The relief was almost palpable as she'd managed to come up with something that was plausible. She really needs to do better and learn her way around this place. A glance to Kas suddenly has her thinking as she fell into step with him.

"I'll try to keep that in mind next time. Perhaps I should get myself one of those Mabari to help me." So her nervousness was slowly leaving her as she talked with him more. "Just how familiar are you with Skyhold?"

[issala]

He starts leading her towards the kitchen, grinning a little bit as she keeps talking. he was having a good conversation with a cute girl! Korrin would ave to hear this, later.

"I know Skyhold like the back of my hand. When I first got here, I went absolutely everywhere to explore. Even climbed the roof of the fortress." Well, more like attempted to, as it was a little steep.

Opening the door to the courtyard, he crosses it to get to the kitchen door. "You should look into a mabari. They're pretty great and we have some deal going on with a breeder. It's just hard to make one bond with you."

[fledglingenchanter]

She walks next to him, talking now mostly because nerves are keeping her tongue going. And also because he seems nice and not at all the stereotypical Oxman that everyone in the Free Marches dreaded. Ostwick, after all, had a double wall, mainly to keep them out. It was incredible that they were having a sane, even pleasant conversation, and that he was showing her the fortress-- or at least how to get from where she ended up to the kitchens.

"I thought you had to be Ferelden to get one of them." Which conveyed nearly everything she knew about Mabari and Ferelden in one sentence. "Do you have a Mabari?"

[issala]

"Nah, according to rumors around here even some rifters have mabari," he says as he opens the kitchen door with an over-flourish gesture. "Here's the kitchen! D'you want anything? The hearth cakes are amazing."

He nabs a huge amount of them every day, so he should know.

"...and no, I'm too busy with work to have a pet. Kinda want one, though." As if that wasn't obvious with all his gushing over them.

[fledglingenchanter]

A dark eyebrow rose up as she glanced quizzically up towards him. "How odd. It never occurred to me that rifters might bond with Mabari. Perhaps then I do have a chance." the idea of bonding with a mabari had some merits. It the circles were reformed, then at least she'd have a companion that couldn't be taken away from her.

Suddenly finding herself in the kitchen was a surprise, simply for the woolgathering, she'd been doing moments before. Taking amoment to look around, she watched the kitchen staff preparing meals for the Inquisition and inhaled the smell of baking bread and stews being prepped. "Oh, I think a hearth cake might be good since you recommended it."

Then after a moment longer to enjoy the radiating heat of the room, she looked over at Kas once more. "I'm sure you could make time for a pet. I think you'd be good at it. You're already looking after strays." As she spoke, her hands twisted to pointing at herself with a warmer smile.

[issala]

"It's weird but... it happens. I'm just worried what will happen if they leave this place and the mabari can't come with. They can die from heartache, you know." Another reason he might not want a pet. What if he died?

Kas moves to sweettalk one of the chefs into giving them some hearth cakes, but the woman is already holding a basket of them with a grin and a little wiggle of her brow. Blushing, the teen awkwardly takes them and hands Sadira a couple.

"Well, maybe you're right. You're kind of an easy stray to take care of, though." He laughs, shoving a piece of a hearth cake in his mouth. "...and you probably don't shed."

[fledglingenchanter]

The magic behind rifters was something she could barely understand and she was a mage! She shook her head lightly, making her curls bounce with the movement, "Do you know of any Rifters that have gone back?" Maybe they were stuck here after all.

Any further contemplation ended swiftly as she took a hearth cake and began to eat one, happily surprised at the taste of them. She grinned swallowing her bite while arching an eyebrow up at him, "It seems you're a regular here." Her statement was accompanied by a soft chuckle as her grin grew for a moment into a slightly lopsided smile. For being an Ox-man he was rather endearing. "It helps I come house broken and can take myself for walks."

[issala]

"No, I... only knew a few, and they're still here." Some had disappeared, but he had no idea how. He's not sure how that even worked, but it happened... or they were dead.

He seems happy to see that she's approving of the food, nodding a little. "I'm here all the time. The food is one of the bets things here!" In all honesty it was pretty average, but he had been a starving boy once.

"Sounds like a perfect pet," he says with a little amused snort.

[fledglingenchanter]

"This is like a feast to me, believe me. I don't think I've tasted better." The food was certainly a change to how she'd been living for the last year, scrounging for food, always on the move. She again chuckled at his amused snort and flashed him a quick smile, finding it odd to feels o comfortable around him. "Oh, I don't know, I can be difficult too, I suppose." She almost made a joke about throwing fireballs in a pique, but the joke died in her throat. It seemed in bad taste to try and make light of what mages were capable of what with the mage-templar war still painfully fresh. Her face grew drawn and her eyes haunted as she suddenly hunched her shoulders.