MARIAN ❝ walking narrative disaster ❞ HAWKE (
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[ open ] as i walk through the streets of my new city
Who: Hawkward Moment and Associates
Where: All over! Mostly Westerley
When: There's something terribly funny about typing "the last five years" here.
Summary: Previously on The Young and the Kirkwalled aka a pre-game catchall for Hawke!
Restrictions/Warnings: Some assortment of accident prone wrong (or right) doing and swearing here.
Where: All over! Mostly Westerley
When: There's something terribly funny about typing "the last five years" here.
Summary: Previously on The Young and the Kirkwalled aka a pre-game catchall for Hawke!
Restrictions/Warnings: Some assortment of accident prone wrong (or right) doing and swearing here.
ONE | RAC
[ So, Hawke is a Level 3 RAC Agent. She very much has the ability to be higher than that and even the qualifications. She also, very clearly, does not want it. Level 3 allows her a cushy middle ground where she's not really expected of much and can be mostly left alone.
Let's not leave Hawke alone! ]
TWO | WESTERLEY
[ Hawke has a tiny studio apartment that doesn't even have a bed. She sleeps on the couch. She has the money to live better, sure, but she doesn't speak about it and doesn't like talking about it. She has a dog bed though, so at least her priorities are in order. Where is her dog right now? Kind of a mystery. The guy likes to roam.
Maybe you're her neighbor. Maybe you end up at the same bar as her a lot of the time. Maybe she did a job for you and helped find your lost cat. Hawke doesn't have a reason to be anywhere, she just always ends up there. ]
THREE | NETWORK
[ Please text Hawke. Send her memes. ]
FOUR | WILDCARD
[ Anything and everything is possible when you're a lone vagabond who doesn't know how to say no. Just, you know, don't ever ask her about Kirkwall. Here is her CR Meme link and if you want to hash out anything, hit me up viaclaptrap or any of the other options. ]
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When she gets to the part about eating the chocolate herself, he can't help but smile. By the time she finishes, he's choking back a chuckle. It feels so strangely familiar, so curiously warm. But he doesn't get a chance to laugh very often, so he decides not to question it. He just lives in the moment, leaning back against the bush, his shoulders quaking with silent laughter. ]
That--that is quite the tale. I'm glad you survived to tell it.
[ He shakes his head, his smile lingering as he looks back to the bottle. ]
As for me ... I don't know that I'll ever regain what I've lost. I can't hope for it. That's too much wasted time. But, perhaps ...
[ And then--light, movement. Someone's finally gotten up to pad to the bathroom. ]
--ah.
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Ugh, does she have a crush, maybe?
When her hands drop, she's still got the smile on her face but softer and smaller now. Her eyes linger on his face as he talks and she wants to say something comforting, something that'll give him a bit of hope. She combs her brain for anything that isn't clunky and weird but --
But, there's on a job. She blinks, looking away from him and towards the house and lets out a soft oh. ]
I suppose that's our cue. What wonderful timing. Shall we move? One of us might have to climb up to the window but ah, the tales we will tell.
[ She's already taking the flask back, capping it and putting away and checking her gear again. At the very least, she works with the efficiency of someone who has done this plenty of times before, leave no trace and no garbage behind. She wasn't here, she was quick, and she got her warrant. That's all that matters. ]