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vatheon2013-05-24 12:15 pm
embellisher) wrote in vatheon2013-05-24 12:15 pm
Entry tags:
Start of a New Story
Who: Varric and anybody
Where: Plaza
When: Morning
Status: Open
Style: [brackets] or prose either one
It's a beautiful morning in Vatheon. Light shimmers down into the city through the bubble. Fish swim lazily by in the sea. It's also an eventful time, the time of month when new arrivals begin to appear. Many of them will open their eyes and the first thing they will do is gaze in wonder at their new surroundings.
"ANDRASTE'S LEFT ASSCHEEK! THESE WERE NEW BOOTS!"
Others, not so much.
A rather short and stout man stands up in the Plaza, cursing as he does so. He complains about the state of his clothes and stops abruptly. Did he just notice where he was?
"BIANCA!" he cries, reaching behind him and pulling out an odd looking crossbow. Not yet, it seems. "Bianca, talk to me, baby. Are you okay?" He examines the weapon carefully and gives a sigh of relief when it seems the salt water has done no damage.
And only finally then does he realize where he is. Strange architecture, strange looking people, and water. Water everywhere. Why is the sky water? He shakes his head.
"Maker's breath, Hawke, what have you gotten me into this time?"
Yes, of course he's going to blame Hawke for this. Most of the weird situations he gets into are because of Hawke, so it seems like a safe bet.
Where: Plaza
When: Morning
Status: Open
Style: [brackets] or prose either one
It's a beautiful morning in Vatheon. Light shimmers down into the city through the bubble. Fish swim lazily by in the sea. It's also an eventful time, the time of month when new arrivals begin to appear. Many of them will open their eyes and the first thing they will do is gaze in wonder at their new surroundings.
"ANDRASTE'S LEFT ASSCHEEK! THESE WERE NEW BOOTS!"
Others, not so much.
A rather short and stout man stands up in the Plaza, cursing as he does so. He complains about the state of his clothes and stops abruptly. Did he just notice where he was?
"BIANCA!" he cries, reaching behind him and pulling out an odd looking crossbow. Not yet, it seems. "Bianca, talk to me, baby. Are you okay?" He examines the weapon carefully and gives a sigh of relief when it seems the salt water has done no damage.
And only finally then does he realize where he is. Strange architecture, strange looking people, and water. Water everywhere. Why is the sky water? He shakes his head.
"Maker's breath, Hawke, what have you gotten me into this time?"
Yes, of course he's going to blame Hawke for this. Most of the weird situations he gets into are because of Hawke, so it seems like a safe bet.