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Thread: champion of vengeance

Morning. She replied, glad that her voice didn't sound as weak as she felt. Hawke looked up into Anders's face as he stood in front of her. She didn't know what to expect, but her heart thundered in her chest like it expected something monumental. Honestly, she had had enough of monumental. So she took deep breaths, forcing her heart to settle down and accept that whatever happened happened. It vehemently refused to do so, and slammed into her chest as Anders said he'd come in to talk to her. What did you have to say? She asked, he looked like he was more ready to bolt than to speak. If he had enough courage to destroy an entire religious institution he should have enough courage to speak to her. She suspected the Justice may have had a bigger role in that. Justice had already expressed his dislike of their relationship, calling her a distraction. She doubted that Justice could or would render any aid in this situation.
Thread: champion of vengeance

Anders' heart was throbbing in his chest also, going fast and hard. His stomach continued making summersaults, and his body was just completely acting up. We really need to talk about what happened, as we've never really done so. But mostly we need to see what will happen now. It can't stay the same way it is now. Anything is probably better then this. He said. Part of him was glad he finally said what he haid to say. Another part of him wished he had learned to be a shapeshifter, or something that could help him get away. He did feel Justice banging at the doors of his brain, sometimes even managing to speak to him. Since they left Kirkwall Justice hadn't been out, and he had tried to block him from his mind, but he knew that couldn't be forever.
Thread: champion of vengeance

What is there to be said? You lied to me. Hawke shrugged her shoulders as she looked away, and then crossed her arms over her chest in a feeble attempt to keep her body from shaking. She took a deep breath and then turned her ice blue eyes back up to his face. You could have told me anything, Anders. That's what being in a relationship is. You betrayed my trust. She shook her head, throwing her hands up as if she'd given up trying to control her emotions. She paced back and forth in front of door, feeling his eyes on her as she moved. I want things between us to go back to what they were, but how can that happen? She stopped with her back to him. I don't trust you anymore.
Thread: champion of vengeance

What Anders heard confirmed what he thought was going on. His eyes followed her body, his eyes several times becoming unclear of tears. I know I could've told you anything, and I know I should have. He said, laying his hand on her shoulder. She could feel a small tingling sensation, the same she felt when someone magically healed her, or something to the like. I know that the way I did what I did wasn't the right one, but it was something I knew needed to happen, and I couldn't have anyone interfering. I know I...Used The last word came out with difficulty, and slight disgust over his own actions, you, and lied to you. But if there is anything I can do to make it right to you, I will. For you there's nothing I won't do, if you wanted me to I'd even go fight an Archdemon, barehanded, and if you really wished me to, I'd kill it as well.
Thread: champion of vengeance

Hawke stared up into light brown eyes and couldn't help but burst into laughter. She felt like if she didn't laugh then she would fly apart. Typical Anders with his extreme ways. There never seemed to be any middle ground with this man. Either he had an opinion, or you didn't care. Either he was in, or he had nothing to do with it. Either he loved wholeheartedly, or he hated. When her laughter died away, she took a deep breath and shook her head. I don't need you to fight an Archdemon, Grey Warden. She couldn't help closing her arms around Anders as she stepped into his body. She needed the contact more than she cared to explain, and she sighed like she'd gotten something she'd been denied for a long time. Hawke turned her head on his chest, listening to the strong beat of his heart as they stood there. She didn't want to ruin the moment with words.
Thread: champion of vengeance

Anders eyes widened when she burst out in laughter, and momentarily there was sort of a blue shimmer around him. He had, for a second, thought she was laughing at him in a bad way, and got a bit mad, but then realized she had the right to it. What she had thought was true as well, except for the last. He had five steps for that one. Either he hated, like he did with the Templars, He didn't like them, like he did with the mages who would follow all of the templars' orders, and the grey wardens who made him take away Ser-Pounce-A-Lot, he was neutral to them, like he was with most people, he liked them, like he did with most of Hawke's companions, or the Warden's, when he was still with them, or he loved them. The right to the last had only been given to three people so far. The first was Hawke, obviously, the second Ser-Pounce-A-Lot, and the third the Warden. You can choose. If you want him to be male it was brotherly love, if you want it to be female it was actual love, but she had already given most of her heart to the King, Alistair. When she went into his arms all thoughts about her laughing at him disappeared from his mind, and he could only think good things about her. He put his arms around her as well, and the only thing he could think of to say was a bit of a dumb thing I know, just saying the option is there. He pressed his lips against her hair, and was actually pretty glad that she was asleep yesterday. He knew Isabela and Varric well enough that they'd listen at the door to know what happened.
Thread: Wides's den of sexual... stuff.

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Thread: Time to Live

LA, LA, LA... That though just went over and over in her head black curly-cue head. If she could just get to LA, she would be protected by the covenant. Many called people like her witches, so they'd just eventually began to use the same terminology. Her own town's coven had been all killed and captured despite her own efforts. Old Marie... Janice... Karen... All the women that had been Moves and especially all the annoying Eyes... A few Fires and Books had gotten away. But everyone else was gone. When the SWAT team came in while she was packing up her bag - she'd sensed their truck and their weapons as soon as they got within her range. She had been ready. The bed put and held against the door by her power. She had to admit she didn't expect the bombs though... That, she hadn't been ready for. It seemed they finally had enough... Using a piece of wall to shield herself, pulling it right from where it had been to reveal a man cheating on his wife with the town bimbo, she didn't let it drop till their guns were pulled from their very hands. Sorry, boys... She actually looked hurt that she had to kill them. She wouldn't have if she knew they wouldn't come after her. But she knew their orders, and knew about the big bonuses they were guaranteed if they brought her in. She wondered idly as she positioned the guns to the men's foreheads - the quickest kill - if they'd changed the Wanted Alive status to Dead or Alive yet. Her dark blue eyes stayed open as she watched the guns go off in the mens head, some blood splattering over her fine pearl skin and white tank. Even the machine guns only fired one clean bullet before she turned to the window. Grabbing her second bag, she pulled out a few bound wads of cash and put them on the table among scattered debris, writing a note 'For the families of the deceased'. It wasn't much, but she killed the poor bastards, she supposed the least she could do was help with the funerals. She knew some would see it as an insult and not take the money, but she also knew that those that did would end up with more than needed because of it. She shook her head. She'd have to think about her own funeral if she stayed much longer. She grabbed the backpack and the duffle, she knew better than to go out of any of her room's exits and crawled her way through into the cheaterbimbo's room. Both huddled into a corner and giving sharp screams as they saw her. She frowned, she hated when people did that. Going to the window, she raised a currious eyebrow as she brushed some drywall of her jean clad knee - there wasn't anyone outside... Noding, she jumped out the window without opening it, the crashing sound was loud as she fell, slowing her decent only as she landed to keep from hurting herself. Car, she had to get to her car and then she'd be fine. The engine of her little piece of crap sprang to life as the doors unlocked. She always left her keys in the ignition, unlocking wasn't so hard.
Thread: Time to Live

He sat in the back of the army truck the red light barely lighting the area as a map is laid out before him. His dark brown hair is buzzed short as his light gray eyes glance down at the map. His head comes around as he hears the gunfire begin silently praying that the SWAT teams accomplish there goal. Despite his being a soldier he hated hunting down the women known as witches. Zac glances again towards the outer wall of the truck hearing the explosions echo out from town. Shaking his head slightly he begins cracking his knuckles as one of the scientist steps forward locking the collar around his neck. A shudder which is quickly suppressed passes through him as the collar is snapped into place. Remember your job here Zac. We want the girl alive. He nods quickly as he closes his eyes waiting silently. A few moments after closing his eyes he feels the hand on his shoulder shaking him. Most of the others he has worked with would be shaking, but hes never gotten the shakes before today. He swallows heavily as he stands moving to slip out of the back of the truck. His mind quickly recalls the map as he breaks into a jog cutting through a thick stand of trees heading for the hotel that their target was reported to be in. As he runs his shaking hands slowly stop. Stepping through the smoke just on the edge of the trees he pauses waiting a moment before hearing the car starting up. With a simple flick of his wrist flames dance around his hand as he pauses watching the car scanning the area realizing she might be near. If your hear just step out and surrender. I..I dont wish to hurt you, but I must follow my orders. He swallows heavily as he intensifies his flame ready to blast the car thinking her to be inside.
Thread: Time to Live

Like hell, she said, seeing the man, the flame was probably just a flame thrower, easily enough averted... She was in the car by then, looking at him from her rear view. Wanting to get him out of the way, she felt out, looking for a way to get him out of the way. That's when she felt it. He didn't have any weapons... She blinked, was that really a man? She turned around in her seat and got a look at him, that... Was definately male... She pushed the door open, stepping out, looking at him more. You're.. You're a guy... Men weren't supposed to have a working gene, it needed two X chromosomes to work... She stepped away from the car, What do you want? Was he the reason her mother was killed? Her coven? She'd heard rumors, but she'd never thought the government had actually done it. It'd made a male Witch. As that thought passed in her head, she growled softly, searching out again. She would hate to do it, but... She wasn't going to end up like her mother. If you think I'm going to their little labs to be tested on like some freak, you can think again, buddy.
Thread: Time to Live

A slow sigh escapes from between his lips as he sees her in the car. Please exit the car miss. To emphasis his point he hurls a ball of fire that scorches the roof of her car. I dont wish to hurt you, but I must bring you back alive. A soldier must follow his orders. His last line is said with no heart almost like a line practiced to much to be truly sincere. His hand clenches shut into a fist the fire racing up to his elbow as she steps out of the car. He takes a few steps trying to keep her in full view. I just want you to come along peaceably. No one else has to get hurt...please just come along. Swallowing again he takes a step towards her, hesitating at her declaration. His eyes close for a moment as he shakes his head. I dont want to make this a fight. If you come along it wont have to go that far. He opens his eyes as he lowers his second hand as flames spread across the fingers. Just lay down on the ground and allow me to cuff you.
Thread: Time to Live

That's what they told my mother, she spat angrily, reaching out with her power, she didn't need to move like most with her power to actually move things, her mother's talent and brain passed very well onto her. She stepped back, however, reaching and grabbing a lighted lamp from a wall, jerking it out, it's wires snapping as the thing was flung at the fire wielder. A distraction, it turned out, as the car behind him - a nice new red Camaro, the poor owner - had it's brakes disabled, and was pushed his direction at good speed. After that work, she moved to get into the car, intending to drive it right out of there and away from him. She panted softly for the exertion and cursed as she knew what the growing headache was about as she managed to get into the seat, reaching for the ignition.
Thread: Time to Live

Please dont make this harder then it has to be. His hand comes up as he flings a fireball at the lamp as it comes towards him. Why.... Is words are cut off as the car hits him hard. His body rolls over the car shattering the window as he rolls over it his momentum carrying him over the roof to the ground behind the car. His right arm hangs limply his shoulder having been dislocated by the initial hit. His eyes are squeezed shut as he fights back the pain his flames vanishing. Slowly despite the pain beating in on his senses he stands recalling the flames albit weaker. Why must you make it harder for yourself? He hurtles a flame towards the back window of her car.
Thread: Time to Live

Shit, she ducked as the glass broke, cursing as the fireball pushed glass into her arm, scorching the ends of her long dark hair. How did he survive that? She'd hit him square on! Harder for you you mean! I'm the one that's going to get killed either way, she shouted at him, scrambling out of the car, it wouldn't provide protection for her anymore. Shit, she cursed as she grabbed her bag and started running away from the hotel, glad of the forest trees nearby - better to take this where normal people wouldn't get hurt. Her feet padded softly as they ran along the pine, this was asking for a forest fire, she knew, but... She wanted to live. She didn't want to die. And from her mother's experiences, from what happened to her coven... That was exactly what would happen if he got his hands on her, she'd determined.
Thread: Time to Live

He coughs softly as he holds his arm watching her scramble out of the car. Please dont run. He sighs softly as she does take off for the trees. A moment of pure rage washes over him as he hurls several fireballs into the trees trying to narrow the path that she can run along. Stumbling slowly he begins to follow her into the trees. He throws a few more fireballs into the trees his anger making them burn hotter. You hit me with a car. Im only doing what a soldier must do. I follow the orders I am given. His feet stumble alittle more over the uneven terrain as he falls against a tree pain shooting throw his right side almost causing him to fall.
Thread: Time to Live

Soldiers are supposed to protect the people, not lead them to slaughter, she shouted back at him as she was herded by the fire, coughing at the smoke. She moved dirt when she could to cover up flames to make a new path for herself, I've got as much right to live as you do, you jackass! And I'm pretty sure I've got the right to defend myself when someone else infringes on my rights! She kept running, barely able to keep up with the fire, before long, however, it overcame her, and she was having to move the dirt around her to keep it from burning her up. Damnit... Shit! She coughed more, trying to move the dirt now to clear the air around her as the smoke fumed about her. She whimpered, the smoke starting to get to her.
Thread: Time to Live

I dont want to harm you miss. I just wish to bring you back as I was ordered. He swallows as he passes a tree on fire pulling the flames to himself extinguishing the fires. Letting out a slow breath he lets the heat wash over him finding it abit comforting. Pausing beside a tree he sighs softly the pain increasing as he coughs from the smoke glancing around again. I dont want to kill you miss. Ive only aimed near you with my fireballs. I dont even want to harm you, but I do have orders. Please allow me to take you back. He coughs again holding his arm as he closes his eyes taking a few deep breathes. Your the one who has tried to kill me remember?
Thread: Time to Live

What do you think they're gunna do to me when you get me there, huh? She glared at his general direction, her blue eyes sparking in her anger. Poke me, prod me... Cut me open like a god damned fermented pig, that's what, she growled at him through her coughs. She didn't trust him, she didn't trust anyone from the government. She coughed again and again, whimpering as the oxygen around her was slowly being consumed by the flames, only to be replaced with the toxic smoke. She shook her dark head, trying to clear the air around her but unable to move particles so small. Damnit... Just let me go! With that shout, she pulled the earth up and pushed it out, trying to get more room - more air - between her and the flames. The pine needles were pushed away from her, allowing her the short reprieve she took onto her knee, gasping at the small amount of sweet precious air into her lungs that she'd managed to get.
Thread: Time to Live

Her words give him pause as he hears her anger behind them. Swallowing softly he begins moving towards the sound of her voice once more. I..I dont have any control over that. He coughs softly as he reaches out beginning to draw in more of the flames to keep the fire from spreading. Pressing his good arm against a tree he slides down slightly, his knees sinking into the dirt. Why would they cut you open? His question makes it obvious that his only orders were to retrieve her, while nothing else has been told to him. I cant let you go. If I fail they will punish me for it. He pushes himself to his feet once more his pained steps sounding loud in the forest.
Thread: Time to Live

What do you think, she told him angrilly, Your a man! You think men just naturally have the powers you do? You don't! Your fucking government killed my mother to give you those powers. 'Unobtrusive procedures', they said, mom had so many scars it wasn't even funny when she came home. Especially when she died the next day. Internal bleeding, the coven doctors said. The bastards hadn't even bothered to stitch her up right. She might have had a chance if they had. She coughed some more, her oxygen supply failing again, but the pain in her head told her she couldn't use her power to gain air again like she had. All the stress... It was breaking her. She looked up as she heard him coming, glaring at him through the flames as they came ever closer, burning up the pine needles beneath the trees. If she fought now... She knew she'd be dead... If she went... Waited for the pain to stop... Maybe she'd have a chance. No... if there was one like him, there'd be others. She had to get away. She took a big and stinging breath before she jumped up and started running again, running through the flames, she brushed up dirt against her legs when they started feeling too hot. After a few moments, her headache got worse again, making her stop with a gasp, stumbling to the ground. Dammit...
Thread: Time to Live

Pausing as he sees her form in the smoke listening to her words once more. He swallows heavily her words starting to weigh heavily on her even as he tries to push it away. His training takes over as he clamps down on the emotions threatening to force his steps back the way he came. Knowing if he went back failing in his mission he would be punished some how. The Colonel had created new ways to punish the soldiers who failed him. He was determined not to be a failure on his first mission. Training once more kicks in for him as she takes off running his body reacting slowly due to his injuries as he takes off after her. Wait. Please dont keep running. He summons the fire once more feeling the heat from the flames as he starts to tire. With a tired sigh he throws a small fireball aimed to sail just past her.
Thread: Time to Live

He didn't need to tell her to wait as she continued to cough, the smoke and her headache overwhelming her. It seemed her family had a knack for developing survival tricks. Her mother had stronger veins than the normal witch, letting her train harder and longer. And she herself could feel when those strong veins were getting strained. It stopped her from working as long as her mother had - at her age, her mother had been better - but, it also kept her from accidentally killing herself while training or fighting. She coughed more, trying to see the fire wielder through the flames, trying to figure out how she'd get away from him.
Thread: Time to Live

Ripping a piece of his shirt free he holds it against his face trying to filter some of the smoke out as he moves towards the sound of her cough. Pausing as he sees her form come into view. Were both going to die if we stay inside here. I started the fires, but I cant control the smoke that it produces. He starts to move towards her slowly once more. He offers the ripped section of his shirt to her as he knees just a few inches from her. Try putting the cloth over your face to breath. It doesnt keep all of the smoke out, but it does help some. He coughs as he watches her turning his head to glance around for a moment.
Thread: Time to Live

Sonnova... She coughed more, glaring at him even as she took his help. Her head was pulsing, she wasn't sure what was wrong... Maybe a weak point? She needed to wait and let it go away, let the artery heal. Which meant she couldn't fight. As a particularly bad cough racked her, she took the cloth and put it over her mouth to breath, holding onto him to keep herself upright. Her chest rubbed against his arm as she did, giving her an idea. But for right now... They needed out of the damned smoke. Dammit... Can't you shut it the fire's down, she asked him, her voice muffled by the cloth, holding onto his arm tightly.
Thread: Time to Live

Glancing back over his shoulder as he coughs again trying to draw in more of the flames hoping to keep even more of the forest from burning. With her hand on his arm she can feel his skin get warmer for a few moments as he draws in the flames. Coughing harshly he begins to lead her out of the fire drawing in more of it causing him to stumble. Im afraid Im almost at my limit. The car hitting me hurt me pretty badly. He nods towards his right arm hanging abit uselessly at the moment. Drawing in anymore might cause me to expell more of the fire into the woods. He coughs softly turning away from her as he leads her towards the edge of the forest.