Be prepared for the worst

[highwaywarrior]

WHO: Dismas and anyone
WHAT: Readying supplies and making certain he has everything he needs for the roads.
WHEN: Before leaving
WHERE: Near the quartermasters, gardens and anywhere else he can grab supplies.
NOTES: Nothing

No rest for the wicked, huh? It seemed like he had only just returned to Skyhold not that long ago, only to be thrown to the wolves once more. Well whatever, he's expendable, he knows that. A criminal like him shouldn't expect better than to be worked to the bone. Doesn't mean that he likes the unnecessary added stress of having to return to the roads again.

It was methodical, he's done this before. A life's worth of experience traveling the roads, backcountries and streets has left him with the knowledge necessary to think ahead and prepare for whatever he might find.

Only this time, he wasn't robbing wayfarers or picking through corpses.

Comments

[the_effect_she_has]

"HEY."

Comes the angry response, as the man sticks his hands into a sack of freshly gathered elfroot outside what looks like a half-built hut, in the middle of the courtyard. The current occupant, and owner of said sack, glowers at him angrily.

"Get your own. There's plenty in the Makers be damned garden! It took me hours out in the hills to gather that!"

[highwaywarrior]

"Then why did you go out to gather them?" He rolled his eyes and took stock of how much there was. He might still have enough space left to carry them around in his pack.

[the_effect_she_has]

"I went out to gather them for my own damned mission, and not to deplete the other rations for Skyhold." She growled as she marched right out of her cabin and put her arm out to push him away from her barrels.

"So. Go. Get. Your. Own."

[highwaywarrior]

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Getting his own, at the hard work of another. He really doesn't see much of a problem here. If she really wanted to, she could just hoard a bunch of the stuff from the gardens or from one of the apothecary that's bound to be floating around Skyhold.

Really, she's overreacting here. "Sharing, is caring."

[the_effect_she_has]

"It looks like you're stealing." Katniss stated firmly, as she put herself between her herbs and this reprobate. "And guess what, always helps to ask first."

[highwaywarrior]

"Always helps to not leave your bag open, unattended and in a public area." Came the rebuttal, as he looked over what he had pillaged. These would do nicely for now. Time to go and find himself some poison next.

[the_effect_she_has]

"Public area -- you're in front of my cabin, you asshole!" Katniss growled, balling up her fists, "What kind of person doesn't even ask first?"

[highwaywarrior]

"The kind who sees a random bag just laying there." Ready and ripe for the taking. Really, he doesn't know why she's making such a big deal over this. Such a pain.

[the_effect_she_has]

"Oh, so, you're just a thief." Katniss said tartly, arms folded over her chest. "So glad we've got all kinds here in the Inquisition."

[highwaywarrior]

"I like to think I'm more of a man of opportunity." He said in return. Really, what gave him away? The fact that he was taking something that was clearly not marked as his? Also, he doesn't see her name on it.

[the_effect_she_has]

"A man of opportunity with things that are not yours." Besides the fact the bag was in front of her house? Which does have her name on it.