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[gotyourwallet]

[The first sound to grace the airwaves was a yawn, moments later followed by a voice.]

I wake to find a storm on the borders, on the approach, it would seem. It might be in our best interests to not wander outside too much. A sandstorm is worse, but a dust storm, assuming that's what this even is, can be near choking.

[She might have lived through a few of those in her lifetime.]

What I want to know is wher--

[The question lingers as to just where the dust is coming from, but as she was about to ask, Vie noticed something... wasn't quite right. She switched to her native tongue, words more alert than those before.]

What in hell is that!?

[End transmission.]

Comments

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

Just try to relax, as far as I know it won't hurt you.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

Garrett. What do you know of this?

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

I've seen on someone else before. It didn't hurt her and last I saw of her it was completely gone.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

What did she do to stop it?

[Much as she wants to know, Vie isn't about to ask who 'she' is.]

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

That bit I don't know.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

Ah.

[Well shit. So much for not asking.]

Might I ask who it was..?

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[Gosh Vie, so nosy.]

A girl named Rapunzel. Haven't seen her since the festival though.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[...]

Oh. I... see.

[Nope. Not jealous. Not jealous at all. Vie could slap herself for feeling as she is.]

I guess I should talk to her then.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[Oh that's good because otherwise Hawke might be digging himself into a hole.]

Shouldn't be hard to find her. She has some of the longest hair I've ever seen, and she's got a nice singing too.

[What with it being able to heal wounds and all.]

Do you want me to come with you?

[Vie sounds a wee bit tense, although all things considered he doesn't blame her.]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Have yourself a long silence, Hawke.]

Ah. No. No it's fine.

[It's not fine.]

I might try to work this out for myself, or something.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[He's still worried though.]

You sure you don't want me to come down there and try to help?

[At the least he can keep her company.]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[And she's caught, not sure which option would be best given her current emotional confusion and whatever else, but agreeing all the same.

When she speaks, her voice is calm.]

If you're passing by this way, stop in, please. I'm in my room.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

Looks like I'll be passing that way then.

[And off he goes! Completely and totally oblivious to any sort of situation he just caused!]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's one small victory.]

Just.. be careful if you're passing by outside. The dust coming over is probably more worrying than this... writing.

[When he arrives she's pacing her room and looking at her arm every few seconds to check the progress. There's got to be a simple answer to this and Vie is determined to find it.

The room itself is a mass of books, scribbles, notes and maps of places and things not in the Keep. Normally this work would be kept away from people, but Hawke is Hawke and there are bigger things happening.]

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[Knock knock knock.]

I believe you ordered for one dashing champion?

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[She opens the door and holds up her hands, one covered in letters, the other not.]

Care to save me from this mess?

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[Hawke scratches his beard, deep in thought on how to solve this.]

I could scribble all over you so it looks like you did this on purpose.

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Vie can't not laugh at that. She shakes her head.]

Yes, sure, because that will stop it from covering me from head to toe.

[She scratches her neck where the writing is.]

I think it's slowed, at least.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

Maybe not but at least it will look like you meant to do it.

[Hawke takes a closer look at her neck. Yep, that's definitely writing alright.]

Is there something you did to aggravate it? Or didn't do?

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Vie shakes her head.]

I've done nothing different to what I've been doing this past few weeks. Last night I climbed a few towers, took a few notes. It's nothing different to any other night.

[She doesn't like this at all.]

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[He thinks for a moment. What do Rapunzel and Vie have in common? Pretty much nothing.]

Alright, what haven't you been doing?

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

Hm...

[She takes a moment to think on that.]

I don't think-- Wait.

[Moving to her bed, Vie picks up her journal and flicks back through it.]

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

[And Hawke follows not really having anything better to do.]

[gotyourwallet.livejournal.com]

[Sup Hawke. Note that she has not written anything of note in some time.]

I've been quiet. We were told to keep records. I've not done that.

[iwannabeadragon.livejournal.com]

So you start being quiet and your tattoo goes insane. Good to know.

[He wonders just what might happen if people go months without saying anything.]

Might want to start talking more then. If not then I'll jsut have to get you to make some noise myself.