Communications

>> Hawke?

>> Listen, about finding my mother.
>> I think you need to put that aside for now.
>> Those terrorists I mentioned have her in custody...
>> You'll be in more trouble than I want you in if you pursue it.
>> Also, this is the only number safe to contact me at right now.

I'm sorry about the car. I was trying to wash it and I I cast blizzard instead. My powers are at the strength of my dreams now.

So...Helen.

>> We didn't get much of a chance to talk last night. Sorry we left early.
>> I wasn't avoiding you. Frodo got sick.

>> I need your help.
>> Get a sledgehammer.

>> I'm sorry
>> Can you get rid of it, please? I can't look at it.
>> I don't want it anymore.

>> ...Liam just texted me about getting a tux. Out of nowhere.

>> So that Stark Industries Gala thing.
>> Sure looks fun.
>> Yuuuuuuup.

>> I HAVE A DATE TONIGHT WHAT DO I DO?!

[Text to Marian Hawke]

>> Twice!

>> !!!

[Text to Marion Hawke]
>> Got here safe. Dad's okay. Club okay?


[Text to Amy Pond]
>> Probably not going to make it as a princess. Blew off my first day. Family emergency sort of.

>> Hawke!
>> ....Stuff!
>> :-(

>> Guess what I found in my office this morning.
>> A suit of ridiculously pointy armor.
>> Spikey as hell.
>> Fits perfectly.
>> Even if the helmet is sort of silly looking.

*Ring, ring!*

>> I think I did magic.
>> Or maybe my boyfriend just passed out.
>> I don't know.
>> My nose is bleeding.

( Text to Hawke and Varric )

( PM to Fenris )

edit; ( Text to Marian, Garrett, Carver, Varric, Aveline and Fenris )

[Text to Carver & Garrett Hawke]

>> She's waking up.
>> Bring chocolate.

[Text to Rose Tyler]

>> We found her. Last night. Bethy got attacked and is at the hospital.

[Text to Merrill]

>> Could you come to the hospital? Bethy was attacked.
>> It's been touch and go but she's pulling through. And I can't think of anyone better to help keep her spirits up.

[Text to Fenris]

>> Thank you.

>> There is no manly way to tell you this, but I love you.
>> Have you eaten at all?

>> This is Marian.
>> I need your help.

( Text to Obi-Wan )

( Private Message to Marian Hawke )

[Text to Varric]

>> I need a favor.

[Text to Rose]

>> I won't be in this weekend, Rose. I'm sorry.
>> Mother was murdered.

[Group text to Carver, Bethany & Garrett]

>> I need you to all come to the police station.
>> Something's happened.

[Text to Leandra Hawke]

>> Mother? It's Marian.
>> Just needed wanted to see how you were doing.
>> Love you.

[Text to Bethany Hawke]

>> Hey kiddo.
>> Just wanted to say I love you.

[Text to Carver Hawke]

>> You're an idiot.
>> And I love you.
>> Well, most the time.

>> Okay. We need to sort of talk civilly for a brief moment.
>> I assure you, it'll be painless.
>> You're having dreams too, right? Dreams of Kirkwall?

[Text to Frodo] I miss you.
This is stuupid, I just wan
Ilove
Pancakes?
[Blank text is sent]

[Text to Donna]
Doyou know Captpain Jack yet? LEts go to a strip lcub on Thusrday.

[Text to Tony]
Knock.

[Text to Hawke]
Fuckkit. Lets run away together.

[Text to Fenris]
I could take you bro.

>> Are you all right?
>> You looked last night like someone kicked your puppy.
>> Then said something insulting to him.
>> Which made him cry.
>> Tears of blood.

>> I finally shook my dear enforced friend.
>> We are going on a date. A real one.
>> If you're feeling gentlemanly, I'll even let you pay.

( Varric )

( For Carver )

( For Carver's twin sister )

( For Hawke )

[Backdated to Wednesday night, during this log.]

>> I am on a date.

>> I need your help!

I think I've found a place to stay out there. I have a flight tonight to take a look at it personally. Any of you are welcome to join me.

>> Am I going to have to hire a new bouncer?

>> I'm sorry These dreams are too real.

>> So I think I know why speed dating didn't work.
>> Apparently I should've been checking out guys in nursing homes.
>> Have I mentioned lately that I'm completely hopeless?

>> So, I hear you have arms.

>> Do paper bags over the head break dress code?

[Drunk text to Fenris]

>> if i hadd ot get pcked up and thrown out of a bar by somone iw ld want it to be yooooou.

>> YOu have armms and stff.



[Drunk text to Marian Hawke]

>> Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarion.

>> Don't tell mother.
>> I might have been hit by a car.
>> The paramedic had the most wonderful singing voice.
>> They put me on something. They were supposed to call you.
>> Everything smells like purple.

>> I won't be able to meet for dinner tonight, Nancypants. I'm making poor choices.