[ closed ] It's not fate, it's DESTINY!

[aintwejust]

WHO: Malcolm Reynolds, River Tam, Korrin Ataash, Kallian Endris, Beleth Ashara, Clint Barton
WHAT: Legitimate business in Kirkwall
WHEN: Backdated to Firstday - 3rd or Fourth of Wintermarch
WHERE: Skyhold to Kirkwall and Back again
NOTES: This here job what won't go smooth.

THE RIDE OUT
KIRKWALL PROPER
THE RIDE BACK

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[wickedchase]

It was a might bit trouble, but no more than he really anticipated. In the end, Malcolm Reynolds and his chosen individuals successfully obtained the cargo and delivered. Magister Priggs undoubtedly knows that he hired people to retrieve it, and he dubiously expects that Evelynn probably tipped him off but in the end, it doesn't matter. He has what he wanted, and he hasn't risked much for it.

Twisted Fate hums to himself, walking through the garden as he returns to his room. Once the door shuts, he locks it, fingers lingering on the door.

The cargo itself isn't expensive, or really any practical use to him. Years ago, the item was taken away, and Priggs held onto it like a daring temptation to him. Fate had stolen it then, and only could chance to stash it somewhere. Now that he's with the Inquisition, it is truly safest in Skyhold.

The box is set on another crate, and Twisted Fate unlocks it. He lets out a breath and runs his fingers over the bow inside. It's large, much too large for him, better suited in the hands of a Qunari archer. Finely made, and excellent for someone with precise aim.

It's still in decent condition after all this time. Could use a bit of tuning, but--

Despite himself, Fate fingers his fingers tremble over the bowstring. He murmurs, "Hello there, Destiny. Terribly sorry you're still without your owner."

Taking the heavy bow into his hands, Twisted Fate sits down on the edge of his mattress and looks down, closing his eyes, wondering if he could trick himself into believing that there aren't tears welling up.

At least it's with him now.

And what's Fate without Destiny?