Bethany Hawke || Grey Warden (
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faderift2016-06-26 11:25 am
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[Open] Hope is that Beautiful Place, between How Things Were
WHO: Bethany Hawke and You
WHAT: Trying to convalesce - badly. So just like a Hawke, really.
WHEN: Covering the 22nd of Justinian through the first week of Solace, around her absence from the 24th through the 27th of Justinian for Thorns of the Rose..
WHERE: Library, Warden Camp, Skyhold Courtyard
NOTES: Warnings for graphic violence and cheerful optimism.
WHAT: Trying to convalesce - badly. So just like a Hawke, really.
WHEN: Covering the 22nd of Justinian through the first week of Solace, around her absence from the 24th through the 27th of Justinian for Thorns of the Rose..
WHERE: Library, Warden Camp, Skyhold Courtyard
NOTES: Warnings for graphic violence and cheerful optimism.
It should be noted that Bethany Hawke is a horrible patient.
In fact, it should be noted that all Hawkes are terrible patients. None of them liked to stay in bed if they didn't want to, all of them were more than happy to keep pushing through the pain and illness until they were absolutely exhausted. Bethany herself traveled nearly a week out with the Blight in her veins before she succumbed to the illness.
So imagine just how stubborn she was going to be for a silly gaping chest wound along with cracked ribs.
During the first few days after they had defeated Vengeance were quiet - she couldn't make it out of bed after all. After that -- well. If no one was watching her - she'd make herself all the way to the library to do her research, or out in the Courtyard to knit and read, or tell stories to the children with one hand against her side.
To the healers horror, and aggravation, she even managed to escape their kind attentions long enough to disappear for three days to Fereldan, of all places. She was put back into a cot under dire threats, but she was out again the next day, hobbling across the courtyard to see the mabari puppies and take her own Gamlen out for his walks.
It's not until the first week of Solace, however, that the healers throw up their hands and let her go back to the Warden Camp. She's quieter, for whatever reason, but anyone who seeks her out will find her sunshine smiles and sewing something carefully.
Yet the rare few will find her alone in the woods, her hands to her face, tears sliding down her cheeks that first week of Solace. Tears that will be dashed away if she's caught, and hidden.

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She dimples again, before she nods her head. "I'll give you Carver's latest address, and ... well I will leave you to find Nathaniel and Aveline on your own." Oh, she can't wait to hear about that conversation. Her smile softened at the serious look on his face, and then him trying to take over all the 'asking permission' duties.
Probably didn't help her protest that she flushed red at that chaste kiss, before she cleared her throat, "You'll do no such thing. I'll write to your mother, and your sister." She paused for a moment, thinking about Cassandra, "... The Lady Seeker I might wait on for a week or two. Soften her up with pastries."
She stepped up closer to him, looking up at him shyly. "So, you know, we're in this together. Courting and all."