Anders (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
justice_is_blond) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
faderift2016-03-17 09:54 pm
justice_is_blond) wrote in faderift2016-03-17 09:54 pm
[Open] Tell me would you kill to save a life?
WHO: Anders and, at last, fully open!
WHAT: Anders is back in Skyhold after the revelation and Warden mission
WHEN: Around mid-Drakonis
WHERE: around Skyhold
NOTES: It's Anders. Beyond that, if someone does swing for him, he will be defending himself or we can have a handy-dandy Warden NPC Joeth Smithicus step in, up to you!
WHAT: Anders is back in Skyhold after the revelation and Warden mission
WHEN: Around mid-Drakonis
WHERE: around Skyhold
NOTES: It's Anders. Beyond that, if someone does swing for him, he will be defending himself or we can have a handy-dandy Warden NPC Joeth Smithicus step in, up to you!
1. The Healing Tents
He's more quiet than he was before as he works, trying to stay out of the way while still being available. The atmosphere isn't a pleasant one, and he knows there's a lot of anger, but how is he going to help out if he's sitting in the Warden camp all the time? Even more, how is he going to keep Justice in check if their hands are figuratively tied?
The fact of the matter is that staying somewhere safe where people don't loathe him isn't an option so he's here. He only wishes it wasn't putting a weight on the shoulders of someone he's directly hurt.
Whenever someone comes in he looks over, focusing on the fact that it's all right however many times he hears no as the answer to his question - "Can I help you?"
2. Wardentown
It's not the most glamorous setting, but the life of a Grey Warden rarely is. There had been nights at Vigil's Keep... but those are long gone, and now it's tents and fire pit and keeping snow from piling up.
a) Magic-
Anders is currently kneeling near the tent that he shares with Nate, working on creating a pair of small walls of earth - one around the tent, and another small, circular one nearby. Earth isn't something he struggles with, but keeping them level and not causing any extra dips in the surrounding ground is a challenge. His lips are pressed together as he works on precision, and an approach gets a sharp glance and no words, but he's not annoyed someone's come over. A moment later he'll raise an eyebrow, but he's not starting this conversation.
b) Kitten
No matter how many times he has to keep drying her off and warming her up, Hero of Purrelden doesn't want to stay in his lap today. She's insisting on pouncing on snowbanks, batting at ice, and attempting to climb tents. The latter she's pulled away from each time while protesting loudly, but there's a little smile on his face as she misbehaves. It's nice to have a cat again, no matter how much more difficult than Ser Pounce-a-lot she is.
"Still better than a mabari," he'll say to anyone who comes close.
c) Foraging
He's not alone, which sometimes puts him on edge, and sometimes makes him feel a little safer. All the same, Anders is in the area outside the Warden camp with another Warden, looking to see what foodstuffs can be found to add to the pot. They're not in danger of going hungry but it's best to be prepared and know what's growing out here. There's no telling how long the Wardens will be near Skyhold, after all.
There's also no telling who he'll run across out here, and he's more on edge and defensive due to the fact that he doesn't know how someone might react if they come across him when not anticipating that he might be around.
"Watch the snow back that way," is what he says, though, tilting his head in the direction he's come. "There's some hiding a nasty drop. I've marked it with stones." Let them react to that how they will.
3. Wildcard me!
[[ooc: Come at me bros! Skyhold, Warden camp, whatever. If you've got a question about a scenario, feel free to private plurk me @ Nadat or PM this journal.]]
no subject
[Punch hard, too. There'd been the demon in the attack, Anders is pretty sure. Mortals don't tend to swing like that. He has some experience there.]
You gripe about me wanting to hurt people when I didn't, I simply wanted to save what I could, and you pulled me out deliberately wanting to hurt me. Everything you accuse me of is your reality. I came here and my control's been good enough that not a single person has been injured. You? You've at least hurt me. You don't get to judge me.
[This is someone who ought to understand, who ought to have some sort of grasp of what the struggle is, and he's condemning Anders? It makes Anders all the more angry, all the more frustrated, all the more wounded. A demon. A bloody demon, and Rage, no less. It couldn't be... he doesn't know. Something not as violent. Desire, maybe? Not that it matters.
Anders straightens his robes and pulls his staff off his back, just in case. Rage is unpredictable in the extreme. He'd prefer to be ready, to find some way to knock the demon and man out, rather than be startled and risk dying.]
Leave. Before I tell the Grey Wardens you attacked me.
+50 rivalry points
Remembering that brings Bruce back down from his anger entirely, the flames burning out and replaced with a weariness that's all too familiar to him. He honestly wished of all the people he could possibly relate to, that it wouldn't be Anders. But that's reality and it has never been very kind to him.
Bruce straightens up properly, the glow of his eyes now completely gone, nothing that could ever indicate the monster that dwells inside of him. Nothing except the twist of his lips and the displeased look on his face, although Bruce smooths those out quickly too.
There are many things he could easily say here, so many low blows and even more cheap shots, but Bruce knows none of those will do anything but worsen the situation. So he just remains silent, only giving Anders one more glare and then takes his leave.
He could apologize, he knows, but he also knows that no apologies is going to fix what's clearly broken between them. So he doesn't even bother to try.]