WHO: James Holden and YOU WHAT: Catch-all for April WHEN: Fantasy April WHERE: The Gallows and Kirkwall, mostly, but around NOTES: Starters in the comments, lmk if you'd like something bespoke or feel free to drop in a wildcard.
"A strange trade, I think," she says, after some consideration. To anyone in Thedas, it might seem like an odd proposition (nobles, perhaps, excluded), but to someone who's never set store by land, coming from a country where the problem is too much land, too many vast, unlivable stretches of desert...
Ah, well. He doesn't seem particularly bothered by this fact of his existence. So, sly-edged, her answer is, "But theirs was good fortune. A deal, this is what they ask for, and they receive James Holden."
"You'll make me blush," he says, dry, but not unappreciative. "If you ever had a chance to meet them, I think you'd have some interesting conversations."
He could see her and mother Elise getting on like a house on fire, for instance.
"You will tell me, I hope, if they come here." To sate her curiosity, if nothing else. And because anyone who produced this man must be worth at least one conversation. "And my son, I will introduce you to him. One day."
In the meanwhile, though, idly combing a wet hand through her hair, "That scar of yours, it is new?"
To both things; though, Christ, he hopes his family never appears here. Thedas is certainly stressful enough without having to worry about what might happen to his parents.
"Hm?" And then he has to look down to remind himself, and, oh yeah. "Souvenir from my first mission with Riftwatch, actually."
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Eight adults to one child is easily a sparser ratio than it could be, and they'd been able to take rights to the land before the UN could stop them.
"Which isn't a problem here, I know."
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He leans his weight backwards, resting more against the side of the bath than he had before.
"If they hadn't, it would've all been gone by now."
Easy to recall the bogeymen of his childhood: the land paved over, the forest cut down, the earth bled dry, light and sound pollution —
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Ah, well. He doesn't seem particularly bothered by this fact of his existence. So, sly-edged, her answer is, "But theirs was good fortune. A deal, this is what they ask for, and they receive James Holden."
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He could see her and mother Elise getting on like a house on fire, for instance.
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In the meanwhile, though, idly combing a wet hand through her hair, "That scar of yours, it is new?"
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To both things; though, Christ, he hopes his family never appears here. Thedas is certainly stressful enough without having to worry about what might happen to his parents.
"Hm?" And then he has to look down to remind himself, and, oh yeah. "Souvenir from my first mission with Riftwatch, actually."