[Closed] A perfect storm

[justice_is_blond]

WHO: Anders, established-CR people; poke me on plurk or in Discord for a top level if you'd like!
WHAT: A pair of triggers collide and fuck up Anders
WHEN: Early Guardian
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: Panic attacks, possible talk of trauma in the past, related issues, dark thoughts

He'd run from being locked up seven times, knowing that the seventh was a death sentence, and been willing to go in alone to what seemed likely to be a lethal trap (and was) to try to destroy his phylactery. With both of them, life like that wasn't worth it.

Now both are back. He's held again, in a Circle, his phylactery is being messed with, and on top of that he can't heal in Darktown so he can do even less than he could in Kirkwall seven years ago.

Comments

[keenly]

The casual touching is a little disquieting, but Colin knows it's innocent. Briefly, he wonders what he would do if Ser Lutair was brought to him for healing. Any spirit who would blame him for letting that man die would have a very narrow view of mercy indeed. And that is the one situation where Colin would prefer losing a spirit to letting someone live.

"I don't know how I'm going to feel," he says quietly, "being known as a mage again. I think I've done all right on my own because pretending I wasn't a mage meant all the things what happened in the Circle really happened to someone else. Now, it's like...going backwards in time."

[justice_is_blond]

Anders nods.

"I don't know how it will feel either. That wasn't my coping method. But I do know you've friends around already who will support you through this. You're not alone."

He releases Colin's shoulder and leans back in his chair. "If you also want to learn how to make stupid jokes to cover what you're going through I'm not as good at it as I used to be, but I'm not bad. That was what I did. Joke, smile, taunt, and as long as I could keep doing that they hadn't won."