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Merrill doesn't believe in shoes ([info]little_elf_lost) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2011-08-26 16:13:00

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Entry tags:marian hawke, merrill

Who: Merrill and Hawke (Anders can wander in if he wants)
What: Talking about kids
Warnings: Probably none.



Merrill seemed to be the least disturbed by all of this. She certainly hadn't expected it, but it hadn't seemed completely out of the realm of possibility. That, or she was more comfortable with things that seemed completely out of the realm of possibility. Besides, she was excited about there being more Dalish, and passing on her culture to her daughter. It wasn't something she was sure she would be able to do here.

Merrill'd gone for a stroll that morning, and wandered around some of the seedier parts of Malibu without incident. She'd been gone several hours before finding her way back home. She checked various rooms in the mansion for Hawke. She had a present for the other woman.



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[info]kirkwallchamp
2011-08-29 10:19 pm UTC (link)
It'd surprised Hawke to begin with. There were the occasional words and phrases she'd picked up during her dealings with Merrill's clan, but nothing to the level that Stefan could obviously speak. "Could come in handy to know a little... Anders might appreciate it too, for when they're helping at the clinic."

Well, it could come in handy. Sometimes, it seemed like communicating in Elvish made things a little quicker, and the clinic was probably a place where that was very useful.

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[info]little_elf_lost
2011-08-30 03:49 am UTC (link)
"As long as the patients don't think they're gossiping about them." After traveling outside her clan, Merrill had become more conscientious about others. It didn't seem polite to speak Elvish around people who couldn't understand. Plenty of people in her clan wouldn't have had a problem with it, but Keeper Marethari had emphasized Merrill learning to deal with outsiders.

She smiled. "I'd like to teach you some," she said, blushing. It was flattering, in a way, that Hawke wanted to learn more.

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[info]kirkwallchamp
2011-08-30 11:49 am UTC (link)
Well, yes, there was that. It wasn't something that Hawke had much encountered - other than English, all she really knew were tiny bits of Elvish and Qunari, and even then not really enough to hold conversations.

Mostly just enough to swear at people, if she was entirely honest.

"Just forgive me if I stumble over the words a little," that was said with a smile. Something about that blush was always a little too endearing. "I'm sure you're going to be an amazing teacher..."

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[info]little_elf_lost
2011-08-31 12:18 am UTC (link)
Merrill giggled, really pleased about this. Hawke hadn't ever seemed disinterested in Dalish matters, but back in Kirkwall there had been a lot of other things that needed her attention. She didn't exactly have hours to spend getting history or language lessons.

"Of course! I don't expect you to be perfect." Even if she probably would be, because Hawke was amazing at everything. "I'm just excited you want to learn at all."

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[info]kirkwallchamp
2011-08-31 12:59 am UTC (link)
Sometimes, making Qunari cry for their mothers came first. Hawke'd had her interested moments, but there'd never been a peaceful moment in Kirkwall - the moment one threat disappeared, another appeared. And the endless events the Champion got dragged to... all of that being gone meant that she had a lot of free time. More than she was ever really used to having.

"You're allowed to laugh at me if I say something really wrong," and she was sure she would, somehow. Languages had never been her forte. "I'd be able to take it. Wouldn't ruin my pride."

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[info]little_elf_lost
2011-08-31 02:01 am UTC (link)
Merrill smiled, trying to picture Hawke saying something silly. "All right. If you say something really strange, I might giggle."

"I wonder if Anders will want to.. I know he's busy at the clinic.." Maybe that was part of why he seemed so stressed lately, too. Merrill worried a bit for Anders. "We should surprise him with lunch today!"

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[info]kirkwallchamp
2011-08-31 02:39 am UTC (link)
Hawke had never liked the idea of Anders overworking himself. In her own world, she'd lost count of the number of times she'd have to go to Darktown and drag him back to the estate, just so he would sleep. Yes, it was more dangerous when Justice was still part of him, but there was still something inherently wrong about him working all hours.

"I think he'd like that," if anything, it'd take his mind off things for a little while. "And it'll get us out of Varric's way for a while, just in case he wants to be... weird and do body shots in the kitchen again."

Yes, that had traumatised her slightly.

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[info]little_elf_lost
2011-09-01 05:33 pm UTC (link)
Merrill made a face at the mention of body shots. She had gotten used to the idea of Varric and Lois, and had finally accepted that Lois wasn't actually a maid, but it was still a strange mental image. She couldn't imagine doing that with Hawke. "It just seems so sticky!" It was Varric's kitchen, though.

Merrill stood up, pulling Hawke toward the door by the hand. "Let's go find him lunch. I smelled something really good near a restaurant earlier.. I wonder if I can find it again. It was close to where I found the bird! Maybe we can find Anders a little cat to go with it." She hummed happily to herself as she led Hawke along.

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