concoctive | SCAWWY 😱 hawke

[ alfyn's steps are steady and audible as he walks, but he's got a death grip on his axe, instead of snapping it into the loop on the back of his belt for carrying. like he's not sure whether it's actually safe now that the evening has passed, after having seen aventurine lying dead at laudna's feet beneath the stage.

when he sees hawke, he heads over to her - joining her in the void. she seems the kind of person to patrol or at least cage pace when contained like they all are, so seeing her doesn't seem to surprise him.

the friendly laughter and cheeky grins of wednesday are gone now, expression severe. ]

... found Aventurine. Be nice to maybe think he just fell, 'stead of someone doin' it to him.

[ yeah hawke is doing a very unhappy circuit around the village, clearly displeased by these turn of events. she grimaces at the news though, and nods sharply ]

Given the way the cabin was quite assuredly sealed tight last night, somehow I doubt it.

[ a grimace to that. ]

Considerin' he was down at the bottom of the trap door in the theater, yeah. That's a lot of ground to cover, and the fog... it wasn't lettin' anybody out, where we were at the pyre, so I'm havin' a hard time figurin' out how he made it that far like that.

I suppose he walked but....... [ that's a massive shrug from her fam ] Given the oddities of this place as a whole I can't help but wonder if he just opened the door directly to the theater. It certainly feels like something like that would be possible here.

[ even if she, hawke is incredibly jealous something like that would exist. IMAGINE THE WALKING MILAGE THAT SAVES....... ]

[ I TYPED WK 4 AT FIRST AAAAA IMAGINE

god. anyways. he's curious, and there's no harm in curious! ]

These places are a whole heck of a lot nicer than the digs in the village... [ half-murmured to himself, but alfyn turns to hawke and sidles on over. he hasn't realized it's affection week, but still there's no hesitation in him bumping up against her companionably. he's just a friendly dog and this does not seem wrong to him. ] Wanna check some out? I've knocked on a couple of doors, but no answer yet, so I dunno if it'd be considered burglary.

[ i forgot to ask where hawke was while she was ass deep in the wine barrel but honestly does it matter. alfyn is trying to find escape from the familiar friends, smiling and laughing but vicious in their ridicule, and he finds... this. ]

... you good, Marian? [ his own emotions are set aside for a moment, as he looks at her in concern. ] How much have you had to drink..?

[ she's just floating in the island void of kk slider and maybe splayed out on the beach. we just donut know. ]

Not nearly enough.

[ that sure is the face of someone who's had their ass emotionally kicked and looks very displeased about it ]

[ alfyn is heading into the side rooms out of curiosity, because - well, investigate the areas that you're saddled with, and all that. when he sees hawke, he raises his hand up in greeting -

and then, they get slam dunked by memshare time. he looks less than thrilled about this as it starts to happen, the scabbed cut across his own left eye pinching as his expression tightens. NOT AGAIN... ]

[ not me realizing I passed out face first before I meant to reply.

meanwhile hawke's own face tightens because this thing truly has no patience for any social niceties does it? not even enough time for a simple hello before you've been hit right in the nose with someone else's life.

there's a quiet huff when it's over, a wry expression crossing her face because wow, same adjacent hat ]

It's not easy, is it? Being a healer. An apothecary.

[ she's probably still mostly unconscious at the pit, lbr. has anyone checked on her?? did anyone get the number of the buster who hit her?? we just donut know but at least ser snuffles is sitting at her side. good boy. ]

Hey, buddy. [ greeting ser snuffles lightly, showing his hands so that the giant dog can see them. ] Your ma's gonna need some help, it alright if I get her?

[ once he's gotten daan out of dodge, it's time to collect hawke, jfc. lavi dragged kanda off, so he's not as worried about him, but his comrade in arms needs hauled off to the swamp. ]

[ ser snuffles allows this and does him the greatest honor of sniffing his non sus hands before trotting off. he will lead the way, yes ser.

hawke otoh continues her dirt nap peacefully because dealing with the majority of her cr deciding to get into Some Shit in one night is just not conducive to healing. ]

[ phew, okay. he's pretty sure this dog could do some serious damage to him if inclined, so he's relieved to have this permission.

fortunately for hawke, much like daan she is of a forehead kissing height when compared to alfyn. while she is a hot buff lady, he can just lift her up and cart her off on ser snuffles' four heels. ]

Hang on, Hawke. I know this ain't the best day, but we'll get you taken care of - wish I could do the bulk of the healin', but we're gonna need the swamp.

[ get dumped, but not drowned. ]

[ she's had better days that's for sure. ]

Lemme at 'em.... Can't let her win-

[ imagine if I just blasted you with a memshare while she's taking a dip, huh? luckily, we'll hold off for now while hawke attempts to remember how to breathe.

ser snuffles otoh seems to be incredibly distressed by the cursed nonsense and barks unhappily. MOMTHER WHAT ARE YOU DOING. he refuses to come to the swamps edge like the smartest of us at least. ]

You kicked her ass, don't worry.

[ she did not. but he will tell her this, anyways, as he eases her down and makes sure that her head is kept above the muck. he's covered in blood and swamp mud, why not some more? ]

I know, Snuffs, I know. It's not great, huh? Just give it a bit, we'll get your ma out and taken care of before you know it.

[ a memshare right now would be so funny, please. like a movie playing while you're in the world's grossest bath. ]

[ now that the modchans have gotten back to me, weheh. at least it's one of her better memories.

ser snuffles things that's a load of nugcrap and the glowing definitely does help so he just grumpily chuffs until hawke is back on solid ground where she belongs.

hawke, on the hand is just going through the motions of drowning. it's kind of terrible, actually. but at least she's healing? probably?? maybe??? she'll be dubious about these results for a while honestly ]

[ there's a bark of laughter, slightly hysterical, as he reaches the end of this memory, because: ]

Gods, I have some bad news about that vacation of yours, friend. [ but his hand is in the swamp water, fingers fisted in hawke's shirt in preparation to haul her out the moment that things seem a little too dicey. it doesn't comfort him to know that she might be suffering like this, too, but the fact that a group came back, used it, and managed to get healed... even if it's like this, with effects after... ] C'mon, you damned hellscape, let her up... I got questions for you, and your boy wants you out of here.

[ it seemly does its thing because hawke starts struggling a lot harder in a few moments and ser snuffles barks once as an alert.

you'll know she'll survive because the utter filth she starts uttering is enough to make the hardiest of dwarves start clutching its pearled axe in horror. ]

Fuck the maker and his hollowed ballsacks, what the fu-

[ yeah she's fine. ]

Ope, there we go - up you get, you're gonna want to be on solid ground for whatever the hells this muck has inflicted on you.

[ thanks, ser snuffles. alfyn will grab her under the armpits and haul her up out of the swamp so that she's on the ground, propping her back against his chest so that she can get her breath and he can take stock of what the drawbacks to this were. ]

Easy, does it, the trial's over.

[ hacks an entire swamp out of her lungs. ser snuffles does the dog dance of wanting to greet his owner but also, mam u fuckin reek of the horrors ]

Bloody shite-

[ she bites off the litany when she all of sudden curls on herself and swears much sharper when it seems like it suddenly hurts More. fuck. shit. ow ]

I thought this blasted thing was supposed to help.

Drawbacks. [ there's a cautious hand reaching out to touch her back when she doubles over. ] You're not gonna bleed to death, now, but you're gonna have to suffer some extra effects for a bit. I still got fruit from the island if you want to take the edge off.

[ get high. or drunk, with the grape juice wine. ]

Might help to do that and then get cleaned off.

[ there's a very tired mutters about healing drawbacks ]

Sure miss my mages right about now. Complaining aside, it certainly has made me quite spoiled for difficult fights.

[ that said, somehow she still has the energy to make a face about coming remotely close to the weed fruit again and waves that idea off ]

I'd rather drink another bottle of the shops piss swill they call beer than try any of those fruits right now.

[ hey ho it's monday doctor visit. the nyeh is at all an all time high but she's still going at it with full spite and vigor ]

Are you sure I can't just knock back a beer or two to help?

Pretty sure. But I think it's just 48 hours, so if you can live through it for a little longer you won't have to worry about it anymore.

[ but he offers her... some roasted fish? ]

Did some fishin' if you want some seasoned food.

[ :plead: you're her favorite doctor now ]

Oh, bless you. [ reaches for the noms. just ignore the way her expression twitches when her back complains about doing that ]

I must say, if there was any time to truly miss having a healer at my call, it's right about now. I've not had to heal this slowly in a very long time.

SCAWWY 😱 hawke

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