[open] nothing can break

[altusimperius]

WHO: Benedict and yoooou
WHAT: The princess is dealing with a lot right now. Help him (or make it worse)
WHEN: Kingsway
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: will add warnings as needed

I. Around and About

Things are strange these days, but at least Benedict has a job. Being the chamberlain means it's his responsibility to see that guests are comfortable, which means suddenly a goodly portion of the rooms in the Gallows towers are under his care.
As few expected, he takes the job seriously. With his board and his quill he moves from room to room on a daily basis, glancing over those unoccupied and ringing for service in those that have borne guests, making sure their sheets are turned down and their curtains arranged at the most pleasing angle for their return.

He can be found pacing the halls at these times, his step brisk and his brow furrowed in concentration.


II. The Library

And then there are the times he sets aside each day to do research alone; what he's studying isn't obvious, and he's not especially forthcoming about it, but it's a fair number of medical and magical texts that he seems to pull from the stacks.
When not actively reading, sometimes he's just sitting by one of the big windows, cup of tea in hand and gaze distant.


III. Sloppy Bitch O'Clock

Perhaps the reason Bene is keeping so busy, or at least one of them, is that there have been a lot of recent events giving him feelings and problems he doesn't know how to handle. Being aloof means there isn't a lot of opportunity to work things out with friends he doesn't have, and one night something just crumbles.

He's in the Hanged Man (if you're going to do it, why not do it right), already several drinks in and draped over a chair by the fireplace, waxing poetic about how important he is in Tevinter, how he'll be a Magister someday, maybe once all this madness is worked out.
It's frankly a miracle he hasn't been shivved yet.


For Kitty

It's time to pick out new curtains for some of the guest rooms, and Benedict is in Hightown Market wearing his fancy important person clothes while inspecting the goods at a textile stand. He looks up for a moment and, catching sight of Kitty, gives a smirk and a roll of his eyes. Oh hey.

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[eruit]

Ah. Hanzo watches him, carefully, eyes drinking him in before he nods his head. Better to speak of something like business, he supposes, rather than complicate things by thinking about... The rest.

"Then you should have them removed soon enough," for the best. "You will not need my help?"

[altusimperius]

Benedict purses his lips, considering. He might need his help, but that ...might... be weird. He doesn't handle weird. He and Hanzo, together, are weird.

"...I'll manage," he says with an awkward toss of his head, followed by a hand pushing his hair back out of his face.

[eruit]

There's a moment where it seems as though Hanzo is willing to push the matter, to back Benedict into the corner, but it would be pointless. It would be nothing more than more damage to their relationship, whatever there is of it that might be left. He wants to help, to offer aid, but only if it is welcome.

"Very well," Hanzo nods his head. "If you do require assistance I will not be too far."

[altusimperius]

"Mm."

Bene can feel it rising, anticipates and almost welcomes it, but just like that, it's gone again. He's starting to get used to that feeling, with Hanzo: approaching the precipice, looking over it, and then walking back to safety. It is not, strictly, a bad feeling.

"See you, then." He rests his chin on his hand and thoughtfully watches him go.