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[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

Characters: Fenris (freewolfmoon) and OPEN.
Setting: Earlier today in and around room 2-04 in the dormitories.
Format: Whichever!
Summary: Fenris wakes up after arriving. He isn't happy.
Warnings: Nothing so far.

He doesn't know how long he sits awkwardly curled on the bed, his fingers curled around the collar on his neck, emotion he still, after all this time, doesn't understand how to deal with running high through him. It's an effort to read the letter: part of him is insisting he should forget he even knows how to read in the first place, accept the return of his old fate. The past nine years were a pleasant dream, but they're over. Hawke isn't here to defend him. He should...

He shouldn't be thinking that way. He knows better, now.

Fenris reads the letter, checks the trunk at the foot of the bed (his armor, good; this joke of a sword, not even four feet long, that he was either going to sell or give to Aveline for a laugh, not good), and grimly strips out of the strange white thing to change into his rediscovered armor. Then he slams open the door and strides out into the hallway.

His voice, raised not quite to a yell, echoes with level, seething calm down the halls. "You collar me and ask me to be happy. The days when I would have obeyed you are long over."

He lifts the sword, and when he speaks again, some of the calm is starting to seep out of his voice. "Vishante kaffar. Come at me and fight, if you wish to take me!"

Comments

[pchaaair]

[Tavros had been... enjoying a relatively quiet day in the tower! Until Fenris came along, that is. Now it's not so quiet. This person is being really aggressive, too, so he's being extra cautious-- he doesn't have his lance here in the tower with him, after all.]

... Uh. I don't really want to fight you.

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

[Whatever Fenris was expecting to see, Tavros...is not it. He lowers his sword in surprise and just stares at the troll for a moment. When he finally speaks, it's with cautious respect.]

Shanedan, imekari. They have taken you as well?

[pchaaair]

[That was... unexpected, and a lot different than what he was expecting, considering how Fenris was acting not too long ago. He nods at the question.]

Yeah. It's, um, not so bad here, most of the time. Usually. [Unless there are phantoms chasing him down the stairs and killing him and stuff.]

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

[He gives a little shrug, a roll of his shoulders. The tension is still there, and it's coming back more obviously now as he gazes down at Tavros.]

You'd allow this? How long have they had you?

[pchaaair]

I guess I didn't really have a choice, or anything like that. I think I've been here, um, two or three Earth months.

[He's still cautious, of course. Tavros doesn't know what to think of Fenris right now.]

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

["Earth"? Fenris wonders at that, then shrugs it off for now as some peculiar Qunari usage of the word that he's not familiar with. Certainly he can't see what months have to do with earth. He crouches slightly to study Tavros. Come to think of it, he is a rather odd-looking Qunari, right down to his clothes--not to mention those legs. What kind of armor is that?]

Are your people in charge here?

[But he's shaking his head.]

This madness seems little like them.

[highonpower.livejournal.com]

Chiaki had been taking another stroll when the strange being had threatened her. She instinctively put up her hands in defense, stepping back a bit as well. Sure, when demonic beings and such approached her, she didn't off like a frightened chipmunk, but a sword being pointed at her definitely helped raise a small bit of the fear factor inside of her.

"I'd rather stand here and not be impaled," she spoke, at least having enough energy to be a smart retort. "Judging by the blind threat, you are new here as well I take it?"

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

He was lowering the sword already from the moment he saw the collar on her neck. "I am. You're another captive--" He lifted a hand in apology. "I mean you no harm."

[highonpower.livejournal.com]

Chiaki's hands lowered as well, though only slightly. She was still wasn't trusting of someone with a weapon and tattoos...tattoos which seemed awfully familiar from somewhere. But where?

"At least you aren't a mindless killer," she muttered, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves.

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

At that, he grinned with taut and not particularly friendly humor, some of the anger he was suppressing bubbling back up to the surface. "No. I am not mindless."

Fenris took a breath and steadied himself again. "Nor will I raise my sword against another here against their will. Do you know where we are?"

[highonpower.livejournal.com]

Fenris wasn't giving Chiaki any particular reason to simply stand there and accept that he was harmless. Spiked armor, strange tattoos, and that large sword were not reassuring.

"Unfortunately, I have not found a name for this realm. I do know...that everyone here who came from another world, their world is gone."

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

To be fair, it was a fairly small sword by his standards. Barely even usable. But it still didn't inspire confidence, and while he'd lowered it, he wasn't putting it down.

"Unlikely--" He paused, then, and stopped himself as some thought occurred to him. "But just possible."

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

[ Yikes. Pointy sword. Do not want. ]

This is deeeefinitely not the droid you're looking for.

I come in peace.

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

[ He pauses at the sight of the collar on her neck, then lowers the sword. ]

You've little choice but to come in peace. They've taken you as well.

[ But there's something about what she said that bothers him... ]

"Droid"?

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

It's a pop culture reference. Don't worry about it.

I'm Stephanie Brown, but you can call me Steph.

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

[He looks suitably baffled.]

Culture that goes pop...? No, I won't ask.

[He gives a slight nod.]

Fenris. How is it that we walk freely and have weapons, if we are at the mercy of our captors here?

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

Our captors are weird. I kinda get the feeling that we're test subjects.

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

Not slaves.

[His voice is almost steady, but he can't quite keep a tremor of mingled fear and anger out of it.]

[goingtoloveme.livejournal.com]

Fluttershy FREEZES, startled into silently standing there. When he appears to be distracted she tried to walk past him.

"I-I don't want to fight."

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

He's not even looking down at little-pony-height. So it is that Fenris nearly misses Fluttershy until she speaks. Then he pauses. Where did that tiny voice come from?

He looks down.

Oh.

Wait, what?

"You're very soft-spoken for a demon," he says suspiciously.

[goingtoloveme.livejournal.com]

She looks up at him for just a moment and then ducks her head. Oh gosh he's looking at her.


"I-I'm not a demon sir."

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

"You're a very small horse with wings and pink hair," Fenris points out, his voice calm and rational. "I've never seen such a demon before, but I can't imagine what else you could be."

He lowers his sword, but only slightly, because he is clearly speaking to a demon.

[goingtoloveme.livejournal.com]

She shook her head with as much determination as she can manage. It is not very much.

"I-I'm just a pony...A pegasus pony."

[unexculpable]

[and then there was a sword in Ed's face]

...


You're new, aren't you?

[freewolfmoon.livejournal.com]

[Silence for a moment. Then, slowly, the sword is lowered. Edward, after all, has a collar on as well.]

New.

Yes, I am new.