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Marian Hawke attracts a curious type of fortune. ([info]justoneweek) wrote in [info]valarlogs,
@ 2012-07-06 15:45:00

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Entry tags:!complete, fenris, marian hawke

WHO: Marian Hawke & Fenris
WHAT: All That Remains
WHEN: Late Friday/Early Saturday Morning
WHERE: Marian's apartment
WARNINGS: Discussions of character death, adult situations and general not-okay-for-childreness.

Marian had never understood the phrase 'feeling numb' before this moment. As she sat in her apartment, staring at the wall, she felt nothing. The nothing was a feeling in itself; there was a void that wouldn't be filled no matter what she tried. Hawke knew it already.

She had dreamed of her mother's death, and it had happened.

The notebook had been claimed for evidence, but Marian had told some of the contents and assured she would receive it back after the investigation.

Anger, sadness, anything would be better than this. Any feeling to replace feeling absolutely nothing at all.

Her mother was dead. And she hadn't been able to stop it this time either.



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[info]onlytheliving
2012-07-07 05:05 pm UTC (link)
Fate had a curious way of conspiring against them. Whilst Fenris slept, it was a broken sleep - the events in the slaver caverns replayed through his mind once more, waking him as it always seemed to.

It seemed almost unfair that his dreams would do that. True, they rarely bothered him now, but the fractured sleep was a pain. He moved to lightly brush his fingers through Hawke's hair, but something stopped him short.

The markings from his dreams were bleeding through. The patterns up his arm, not fading away like they'd done before... he swore under his breath, slipping out of the bed.

He couldn't face this. Couldn't face her. He'd never had the blighted dreams until recently, and coming closer to her just seemed to make it worse...

He quickly got dressed and slipped out of the apartment. She'd probably kill him for this, but that would likely be a mercy if the markings were to spread.

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[info]justoneweek
2012-07-07 06:19 pm UTC (link)
When Marian woke up, she was alone.

Staring at the ceiling, she tried to not give in to what felt more and more like the inevitability of it all. Fenris had left. Her mother was dead.

And she remained.

Bethy had told her of the staff and her own magic. Marian hadn't put on that armor, not even once, even though she knew what would happen when she did. Getting out of bed, she opened her closet, removing almost gently the Raiment of the Champion.

With a snap of her fingers, the fiery orb materialized. Hawke wasn't surprised.

Something was coming, and it needed not one Champion, but two. She hoped Garrett and the others were ready.

Marian's needs simply would wait.

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