And we are far, far from home
WHO: Araceli Bonaventura; open
WHAT: Parkour lessons part 2; writing letters home in the library; gals being pals with Korrin and Sina
WHEN: early Wintermarch;
WHERE: Skyhold; various locations
NOTES: Tavern thread is closed to Korrin and Sina but feel free to see and/or hear them
WHAT: Parkour lessons part 2; writing letters home in the library; gals being pals with Korrin and Sina
WHEN: early Wintermarch;
WHERE: Skyhold; various locations
NOTES: Tavern thread is closed to Korrin and Sina but feel free to see and/or hear them
parkour;
It's been too long since she last organised real parkour lessons and so for a few days there have been notices tacked up on the bulletin board regularly to announce the start of a new batch of lessons. The ropes are gone now that she's more sure of her teaching skills and her place within Skyhold, and there are a few more places with bales of hay beneath different chunks of the battlements now, not just that first crumbling section of the wall down by the stables.
The warm up is still mandatory though, and for a newbie, she'll still insist on watching you fall though this time it's only from the fence and into the hay, and no, she doesn't care if you feel stupid, you'll feel more stupid if you fell badly and broke a few bones for your trouble.
library;
When the rift pulled her through from Castileos, it was still summer, seemingly endless days spent longing for a breeze to blow in off the seas, the markets packed, a riot of noise and colour. Even the smell of the fish market carried on the salt air is something she longs for as finds a seat somewhere quiet in the library, a neat stack of letters to one side of her as she stretches out her right arm with a muttered curse, trying to ease the cramp in it. A smear of ink stretches up from her cheek, across and over her nose. If someone were to read over her shoulder, they'd find letters addressed mainly to her mother, her father, or to a woman named Leandra more than to anyone else, all of them recounting bits and pieces of what she's seen here, what she's learned.
No one can say that a letter shoved through a rift won't go back home.
tavern;
Now it's not a crime if a person doesn't drink but sometimes a drink is good to help your forget, and well, Korrin likes drinking, Araceli likes drinking but Sina, well Sina might have told Araceli once that she's hasn't had a drink. Not of anything that Araceli or Korrin are used to, that's for certain. So what is a good friend to do? Well if they're Araceli Bonaventura then they call in Korrin Ataash who just so happens to be the person who introduced her to the strongest alcohol she'd ever tasted in her life.
Not that it's on offer for Sina. Babysteps. Babysteps and watering it down to an almost criminal degree but such is life.
wildcard;
[Feel free to have spotted her elsewhere, for whatever reasons you'd like!]
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"I've been doing this for a couple months and I can't climb it one step. You'll be fiine. I'm a healer remember?"
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"If the instructor might cut in, sex on a ladder is absolutely an advanced technique, usually only carried out by the experts." She might just be pulling his leg but well there's something more easy to damage for men than woman when it comes to sex and ladders. "Though I will have no broken bones, you may save that for your extracurricular shenanigans."
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"Araceli. Lovely to see you again." He gives a brief bow to the lady. "I won't make either of you any promises. But please, show me how to begin and I'll try not to fail completely."
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"First things first, there are two main questions: have you ever done any sort of climbing such as this before, and do you know how to fall safely without hurting yourself?" The teasing tone is gone now because when it comes to these sort of lessons, she's all too aware of the risk of an injury and after meeting Bruce, she has absolutely no desire to add to his list of patients.
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Apparently there's a club for people wanting to make Sam blush? Course the only members he knows about are Gavin and Cyril.
For the most part Sam simply stays quiet, letting Araceli instruct and Sal answer seeing as he had already gone through this. Mostly he was here for moral support and heal duty if anything happened.
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He slowly shakes his head from side to side. "I'm afraid the answer to both is no. Well, I did pick up a bit of tuck and roll in the Western Approach, which may have spared me a broken bone or two. Which was fortunate, because they sent us off on that with no healers."
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If even a tiny ship has a doctor and the Inquisition is practically groaning with mages, they can afford to make sure someone is with them.
“So the first lesson is falling, properly. You can do it from the fence into the hay if you would rather not - we had something of an accident with Gavin, Merrick, and a horse so I am anxious not to repeat that but if you feel confident enough, I can show you how to climb up the wall and you can fall from there. Falling is falling, you just have to be louder when you tell your head to shut up.”
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"Ah... I'd honestly suggest practicing with the fence and the hay pile first." He hadn't done that for his first fall, but as it was Sal was already freaking out about climbing the wall. Telling him to fall from the top of the barn seemed like it might send his fellow mage running. Especially since Araceli had gone ahead and mentioned the accident. "You got rid of the ropes, Araceli?"
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He nods along with Araceli. He's anxious not to have any accidents either. Not with horses or any other way. "Well, if Sam suggests the fence, we'll start with the fence." Not that he was freaking out! He was being cautious.
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Hopefully there is only one Gavin, only one being like Gavin, and none of them with Merrick's surly disposition.
"So what you need to do is go up on the fence and stand. Once you're steady then you take a deep breath, blow it all out, all the way, and then go loose. Very important, the going loose bit or you hurt yourself." And she demonstrates, not really bothering to wait because well, she's done this for long enough but she does make an exaggeration of the exhale before she lets herself drop into the hay, bouncing back up with a grin and shake of the head.
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He's glad that Sal agrees to start off with the fence, because if he was not freaking out before, he certainly might have once Araceli told him to fall backwards from the top of the barn. It actually has Sam wondering why falling from the fence had not been offered to him when he signed up, but seemed a mute point now that he regularly climbed the wall and fell into the hay.
Seeing that Araceli was explaining and actually showing Sal what to do, Sam slides off to the side and takes a seat on the fence a bit further down. Enough that he was still close but Sal had the space he needed.
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Except the getting up on the fence. Sitting on it, fine. Standing, not so much. He's part way to all the way up when his arms start pinwheeling. He manages to right himself. He's wobbly, but he's standing. He does the whole breathing thing - checks to make sure the hay is still there - does the breathing thing again - and falls.
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And Merrick but mostly Gavin because she might not have had warning of Merrick’s temper without Gavin.
For her, balance is a given but if you have bad balance, you're going to fall as it is. An encouraging smile on her face as she watches, there's more than one moment where she reaches out as if to steady him though she'd have no hope of catching him without hurting them both. This is always the worst part for someone new, more than the strain of climbing and she holds her breath before she darts over to kneel by the hay.
"Everything where it should be?"
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When Sal eventually does fall, and actually into the hay, Sam gives a short applause for his fellow mage. "How did that feel, Sal?"