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faderift2017-06-29 11:09 am
lionheartedman) wrote in faderift2017-06-29 11:09 am
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sleep is highly overrated [open]
WHO: Cullen Rutherford and Puppy, and whoever they happen upon
WHAT: being unable to sleep
WHEN: a few nights near the end of the month, bleeding into next month
WHERE: the training grounds, the docks, anywhere else without a big crowd (provided it’s not actually in The Gallows)
Sleep has never really been a friend of his. Even when things were good, they were never good enough that he could fully relax, and things have not been good in a long time. Exhausting himself with work and Puppy when they were back at Skyhold helped, the physical exhaustion quieting his mind some. There, he’d walked through the keep, Puppy encouraging him to seek people out rather than keeping himself holed up in his office. He’d also had people to encourage him out of his little domain, and he hadn’t been afraid to roam. Things are different here.
Still, when it’s late enough that the Inquisition is mostly put to bed for the day, there are areas of quiet to be found. Hen he can’t focus on work, it’s better than sitting idle. He can still walk, he just can’t roam. Besides, Puppy deserves more than this, more than him. So, when he can’t sleep, he wanders. It’s become most nights, and it’s not helping the way he’d hoped it would.
WHAT: being unable to sleep
WHEN: a few nights near the end of the month, bleeding into next month
WHERE: the training grounds, the docks, anywhere else without a big crowd (provided it’s not actually in The Gallows)
Sleep has never really been a friend of his. Even when things were good, they were never good enough that he could fully relax, and things have not been good in a long time. Exhausting himself with work and Puppy when they were back at Skyhold helped, the physical exhaustion quieting his mind some. There, he’d walked through the keep, Puppy encouraging him to seek people out rather than keeping himself holed up in his office. He’d also had people to encourage him out of his little domain, and he hadn’t been afraid to roam. Things are different here.
Still, when it’s late enough that the Inquisition is mostly put to bed for the day, there are areas of quiet to be found. Hen he can’t focus on work, it’s better than sitting idle. He can still walk, he just can’t roam. Besides, Puppy deserves more than this, more than him. So, when he can’t sleep, he wanders. It’s become most nights, and it’s not helping the way he’d hoped it would.
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Yet she gives a small smile, thinking of something she can share with him. "I know one person who does not mind mages very much. An Orlesian by the name of Guillaume Thiebaut. My mother gave him my hand in marriage, and two weeks ago, he came to 'rescue' me from Kirkwall. As you can imagine, I did not agree to marry him."
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