Marian Hawke | Dragon Age (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} shovekirkwall) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} toboldlyrpg, |
Watching the expressions shift across Kate's face as she spoke, Marian could tell that whoever this Rick Castle was, he must have been one hell of a man. They were clearly unbelievable levels of in love with each other and there was probably a complicated history there. It sounded like it, anyway. Which just made her miss Fenris all the more.
But it was hard not to smile, in spite of what her inner emotions might be doing. Then she scowled in that manner that was more like teasing than serious, and shook her head, "Goodness, Maker No. I've hung up my crime fighting shoes, and no one loves a lawyer. Especially me. All of that snotty legal jargon and 'holier than thou' attitude. You wouldn't believe the level of paperwork that was involved in reclaiming my family's estate. I was certain I was going to kill someone."
And with her, it was definitely a possibility that 'killing someone' was a literal threat, and not just a joke. "Fenris never had a last name that I knew of, so I suppose it's only fair that we ever only had one word for each other. Usually I knew I was in trouble when he came in drunk and more scowl-y than usual. Like the darkest rain cloud had flown in over his head. And then he'd glare at me like daggers and growl the word 'Hawke', and... I'd just say 'What have I done now?'."