[open] exploration, study, and practice
WHO: Waver + Open
WHAT: Mucking about
WHEN: Month of Drakonis, contemporary timeline
WHERE: In and around Skyhold
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WHAT: Mucking about
WHEN: Month of Drakonis, contemporary timeline
WHERE: In and around Skyhold
NOTES: None
i. Woods around Skyhold
Months ago, Iskandar had talked to Waver about wanting to build a small place for himself in the area. While Waver had had concerns, like the shards, he also wasn't going to argue with having a little bit more private space. And so with melting snows and the promise of spring that came with longer days, he set out into the forests.
He was methodical as he went, relying on horseback to get to whatever area he wanted to focus on on a given day, and then spending hours on foot making notes on natural clearings, where snow naturally drifted, and where it seemed as if there were heavier animal tracks for the sake of hunting.
Waver didn't enjoy the wind and the cold, but he enjoyed the quiet around him, the challenge before him, and the fact that he was actually working outdoors without wheezing and panting like he might have been a few months ago. For better or for worse, Thedas forced him towards the physical, whereas his life in London had only been academic. Or else it was Iskandar making him do the same.
His work and his thoughts are coupled with keen ears that listen for anyone who might be approaching. Animals, he expects, and hopefully none of them predators.
ii. Library
With Merrill having approved of his general approach of creating course schedules for the Skyhold classrooms, Waver was now tweaking what he had come up with. He wanted to build in a break week at the end of every cycle, both for courses to catch up or for people to take missions, and besides, some complimentary course timings were an issue.
So he sat at a long table in the library, parchment cut into squares in one pile and a drawn up calendar in front of him. As he worked, each class was placed on the calendar, and the squares arranged then rearranged as he tried to find something that would be as close to ideal as possible.
There were mutterings of fuck every so often that snaked down the shelves, coupled with that won't work or else ugh.
But it kept him busy, and he loved the puzzle of it all. And as he worked, there was a pleased smile on his face, one that wouldn't go away even if interrupted.
iii. Training
In asking Iskandar what might be the best weapon for him to learn given that magic might not always be available to him, Waver had been told that knives would be an excellent option. And while most of that learning was done away from prying eyes, there was always the need to practice.
Today, Waver did that in a corner of one of the grounds within the fortress, taking advantage ofa dummy left aside by someone else who forgot to put the thing into proper equipment storage. The daylight was fading, and the area looked as if it would see no traffic.
His movements were faster than they were when he and Iskandar had started out. But with the two little practice knives Waver had, he did nothing but miss mark after mark. The issue he knew was that he was now working with a skinny little dummy, rather than a man who was as big as a house.
He gave it several more attempts before muttering, "Goddamnit."
That one knife also went flying from his hand escaped Waver's notice for a moment. When he realized his left hand had nothing in it, he then immediately let out another swear before starting a search. "Where did that thing go--"
iv. Wildcard
For anything not covered above
II
"What is it you do there, boy?" Mage stuff maybe? If so then he definitely was interested! Then again he tended to be in general when it came to matters of Waver Velvet, his former Master.
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He had snapped around for emphasis too, his face as sour and unimpressed as ever. The papers were unimportant in comparison, and Waver's scowl made it clear that there'd be no answer until he got his.
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Not because he planned to use that a lot since he obviously preferred to be loud and proud. All out there for all the world to behold. Still, it could be a useful skill to perfect since it was one of his. Better to know how to properly use it than to simply let it go to waste.
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"And to answer your question, I'm making some schedule adjustments for the school."
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"Hm? School? Do you teach here now?"
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"I just said I'd help out with putting their classes on a rotation system, hence all the cut outs."
He gestured at the pile as well as the calendar before him.
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Iskandar looked closer at the calendar. The days were certainly different but similar to the ones of the calendar where they were from. He should learn more about them to figure out what months they applied to. For reasons like figuring out the month of his birth.
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Waver looked pleased enough with his progress, and shifted over so that Iskandar could get a better look.
"The goal is to have cycles and gradual increments in course level, that way there's always a few introductory courses going on for new rifters and others who are simply interested, and then continued engagement for those who have gone beyond the basics. There's build in flexibility for the instructors too in case anyone needs to duck out for a week or so."
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"Amazing. You have really found ways to have a purpose here too. I'm very impressed with you, boy!" While it was a small thing, it was helping in the long run. That lone made it vital in his eyes and he beamed at him proudly. "Show me what classes you are taking."
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But he pointed to a number of classes in quick succession. Cultural studies for the most part, to help get up to speed with the world he was in.
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"You are learning about this land! I am impressed! This is just the sort of thing I believe in!"
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Waver also had to admit, with Iskandar seemed to learn about the land then influence it with his own ways.
"Besides. What else would I do with my time here? There's no video games."
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It was an odd mixture this man had. So serious yet with quirks that made him such fun as well. Iskandar was having fun unwrapping the layers of it.
"Ah perhaps we should start playing the board or card games of these lands! They are not video games but we could still enjoy them together!"
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It was a lifesaver, actually. A way to vent and decompress without dealing with other magi.
"I've been working on picking up some of the card games. I'm shit at them right now though."
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He grinned, so proud of himself. More than that he was also pleased with the mage learning card games.
"I should get us cards then we can play these games together. It will help us to improve so we might challenge the people here!"
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"You could just turn up and let your natural charisma do the rest."
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"I practice. Practice is how one masters a skill. Talent will not allow one to reach to the stars and beyond."
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"Fine, I'll get playing cards for tonight. Deal?"
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That was not how this worked but that was what Iskandar was going with. Always with the eternal joy for everything.
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"I'll see you tonight. Also I think the cat's been trying to push me out of bed, he's been taking up my entire side somehow."
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He gave him a wink and probably should have explained further but was just off without bothering to do that. Whoops?
and end i think