In a moment of glorious surrender, you were broken for all the world to see...

[nadasharillen]

WHO:Nari and Sina Dahlasanor, Adelaide LeBlanc, Pel Ashara, and YOU!
WHAT: Visiting Sina in Recovery -- for whatever reason
WHEN: Beginning of Guardian, the first weeks after the Surprise Rift is closed.
WHERE: A private tent in the Skyhold garden
NOTES: Positive and negative reactions both welcome! If you're not sure what happened, check that sweet sweet 'Surprise Rift' link!



In the days following, Sina sleeps, the toll the active shard took on her thin, pale form evident in the hollows of her face; the way she'll wince and gasp, fingers grasping and twisting at the blankets. Sometimes she wakes in mumbling delirium, staring glassy-eyed at the wall. Rarely she'll open her eyes and actually see, lucid, but weak.

Always, her clansister is there. She looks like a fretful shadow of herself, wary. Her knives are sheathed but close by, lest anyone come to take issue with the small bed-ridden mage.

Wounded she might be, but she'd still opened a Rift in the heart of Skyhold.


[Adelaide.]

Nahariel is like a ghost that haunts her clansister's bedside. She talks little, sleeps less, and is only away for the briefest of reasons--one of which is to make sure Adelaide never runs out of tea when she's there. One day, as she sets down another cup, she suddenly and quietly speaks.

"I don't think I ever thanked you properly. Or your spirit."


[Pel.]

At some point during the next days Pel will look up to see the swarthy hunter often seen in Sina's company, with very little sound to accompany her appearance beside a polite throat-clear. She looks... tired.

"Pel?" She asks--mostly a formality.

"Sina was... mumbling in her sleep. She said your name once or twice, and..." she'll trail off, and run a hand through her hair with a sigh. Some of it sticks up afterwards--it doesn't look as if she's taking care of herself much.

"I know you fought not too long ago, and you were both hurt, but... would you come and see her? I think she'd like that."


[Everybody.]

[Bring flowers? Study her? Cry a bit? Be accusatory? Come on in!]

Comments

[wontforgetyou]

"Ah, I'm not always," he admitted. There were plenty of times where he'd been cranky about it, and he suspected there were likely times he'd wind up being so again. Today wasn't one of those times, though, and he gave her a smile. "But I've done my own share about asking about things like the vallaslin, so unless someone decides to start calling me a demon when they're asking, it's not so bad."

He's had some practice in saying that word, too, and while he still hasn't gotten the pronunciation perfect, it's much closer than it once had been. Hopefully she wouldn't mind that it wasn't quite up to snuff, just as he didn't mind that she was asking about home - and at that last part, he shook his head quite firmly, a clear signal of denial.

"Hey, that's not stupid at all! So don't you go thinking that it is. But...aye. I do. Have for awhile, to tell you the truth. I've not been back to Scotland for years, now."

[nadasharillen]

"You were travelling already then, when you were brought to Thedas? Or--" her lips thinned, remembering the plains with a young girl's hazy memory. She'd never gone back. "--or something happened to keep you away?"

[wontforgetyou]

For a moment Jamie opened his mouth to answer, then closed it again. Strictly speaking, both of what she'd said was true, in a way, although explanation could be a tricky one. Still - maybe he could put in a way she understood, and even though he grimaced a bit, after a few seconds he finally managed to get something out that would hopefully make some sort of sense.

"Well...yes. I was traveling, but I guess you could say the fact it also kept me away. My friend has a ship, you see, and it's, ah...sort of magical. Only he's not able to control it as well as he'd like, and so we keep winding up places that aren't where we'd meant to go."

i am the slowest human

[nadasharillen]

The elf found herself grinning, remembering, "I think I have some idea of what that might be like," she said, stretching her shoulders absently. "The first time I tried riding a halla--that's one of the animals the Dalish herd, sort of like a white deer--when I was small. I could get on it, but it didn't take any of my directions, and just sort of... moved around, ate grass, did whatever it was going to do anyway. If it hadn't been so tame, I probably would have ended up miles away from camp."

nah, not at all. it's all good. <3

[wontforgetyou]

Having been told about the halla before - at least, what they were - Jamie nodded. It wasn't so different from some horses he'd dealt with in the past, and he could picture what she was talking about quite easily.

"Aye, it'd be a bit like that. Only take miles away and make it so there's a lot more of them. Like...it took you and Sina a while to get here, didn't it? It'd be like that, too, only all the time and all over the place, so you never know exactly where you are when you first get there. I suppose eventually he might've wound up back at Scotland, but I travelled with my friend for three years and not once did we turn up there. Close a couple of times, though."