minor injury meme.

[estivates]

You or your meme partner has been hurt, but don't worry! This time around it's not that bad. You can still limp your way out of this mess.

INJURIES.
1. Sprain/strain. How did you screw up walking?
2. Broken bones. Simple fractures still hurt.
3. Cuts. Hopefully one of you has a sewing kit.
4. Burns. Location, location, location. Let's pray this one isn't on your ass.
5. Concussion. No, they're most likely not holding up fifteen fingers.
6. Other. I'm not a doctor.

HOW'D IT HAPPEN.
1. Stupidity. You did this to yourself.
2. Accident. Is an unintentional attack still an attack?
3. Attack. Don't lie, you deserved it.
4. Other. It's probably still your own fault.

WHERE'D IT HAPPEN.
1. Home. Did you remember to invest in a first aid kit?
2. School/Work. This should be excellent for getting you out of doing stuff!
3. Outdoors. Predators like the smell of blood. Clean up asap.
4. In the water. Hopefully there aren't any sharks!
5. Other. Like a hospital. That'd be handy.

Comments

[pavus_redemit]

Do we really travel without a healer so often? Why do they let us leave without one?

[While he knows a good barrier spell, he is not a healer. It's not a common talent in Tevinter, though many Magisters have spirits as slaves. The thought didn't make him uncomfortable until he came south and Solas put questions in his head.]

Are we truly that foolish? What am I saying, of course we're that foolish. We're the Inquisition. We're made of fools.

[He lets out a little sigh of relief as the throbbing in his ankle eases. Right now, he sees the appeal of frost magic, even if it isn't as flashy.]

[inquisitorialness]

We're only a day out from Skyhold, and we have plenty of healing poultices.

Then again, you did just get into a tavern brawl. So you may have a point. [ She gives him a teasing smile. ]

[pavus_redemit]

[He puffs up like an offended cat at her statement.] I did not get into a tavern brawl. I was dragged into a tavern brawl. There is a difference. If I got into one, there would be no tavern standing after.

[He will be having words with Bull later and make sure he gets an apology from the warrior. It will be a very good apology.]

[inquisitorialness]

Yes, please do not go burning innocent taverns to the ground. We only just got the locals on our side.

[ She gives him an amused, quelling sort of look. ]

And if you didn't want to get involved in things like that, I suppose you should've considered the company you keep more closely. [ She's just teasing, though. Iron Bull is definitely a fun drinking partner. And possibly more to Dorian, if the scuttlebutt at Skyhold is accurate. Good for them. ]

[pavus_redemit]

I would make sure to build them another one. A better one even!

[Quelling looks don't work on Dorian. He simply grins, unrepentant.]

Varric isn't around to drink with and Vivienne wouldn't be caught dead drinking in a tavern. [Besides, he does really like Bull, something that is incredibly problematic and yet simple at the same time. Feelings were not supposed to get involved.] And you, dear Inquisitor, ran off. Who else was I to drink with?

[inquisitorialness]

Yes, it's all my fault, I forced you into seeking out Bull's company. [ She gives him a knowing smile. ]

[pavus_redemit]

[He scowls at her, but it's really more like a pout. The gossip is everywhere and people are prying. It's annoying.] You are responsible. You did bring him into the Inquisition. I have you to blame for this.

[inquisitorialness]

If that's the case, then good.

[ She perches next to him, taking a look at that bruise on his face. Not much she can do about that - it'll just have to heal on its own. ]

I want you to be happy. Both of you. And if I helped that happen, I'm glad.

[pavus_redemit]

And are you happy? Commander Cullen handles losing much better these days. I wonder what might have brought that about.

[He is happy with Bull but talking about it feels like risking the end of it. It's much easier to tease her about her relationship.]

Might it have something to do with why you're happier?

[inquisitorialness]

[ She knows she and Cullen are being talked about, probably as much as Dorian and Bull. It still sends a faint flush to her cheeks when he brings it up, though, and she laughs a little at her own ridiculousness. ]

He's a very good man. With the troops, I mean, and - is it that obvious?

[pavus_redemit]

Only when someone's been playing chess with the man for months.

[Ah, the blush is fun to see. Poor Inquisitor and Commander, they are the favorite topic of gossip around the hold, a love story for the ages according to the bards.]

You walk by and he forgets all strategy. Honestly, I should pay you to help me win.

[inquisitorialness]

[ She laughs again. What a mental image. ]

Maybe that's why I beat him so often. [ They've played a few times, now, and she's won every time. Well, she did have quite a lot of time to practice, back in Ostwick. ]

He makes me very happy.

[pavus_redemit]

[It's actually fairly true. Cullen seems to forget whatever move he was making when she goes by.]

You and I should have a game sometime. We can see which mage is the better strategist.

[Dorian smiles softly, one of his rare genuine smiles.]

Bull makes me rather happy as well.

[inquisitorialness]

You're on.

[ She leans close, nudges his side gently with her elbow, grinning. ]

At least some good has come of all this. Even if he's dragging you into tavern brawls.

[pavus_redemit]

His apology better be good though or I'll make him suffer as I have.

[He puffs himself up again, all pride and lordship.]

[inquisitorialness]

He will if he knows what's good for him. He's a smart guy.

[ Iron Bull may want to be seen as nothing more than a mindless hitting machine, but she knows better. Knows he has a quick and discerning mind, and he knows how to read people. ]

[pavus_redemit]

The Commander doesn't test your patience does he? He seems quite steady.

[Perhaps he's prying a little but he's genuinely curious that she is happy and will be kept happy.]

[inquisitorialness]

[ She shakes her head a little, smiling fondly. ]

He doesn't give himself enough credit sometimes. And I think he doesn't quite think he... deserves me? But I don't mind explaining that he's wrong.

[pavus_redemit]

Ah, how interesting. I suppose that fits with his serious demeanor. Well, you just keep proving him wrong and I will laugh with amusement at how flustered he gets.

[He pats her hand gently, like a dotting uncle.]

[inquisitorialness]

[ Dorian might understand, if he knew of Cullen's struggles. If he knew of the terrible things he's endured. But those are things he's told her in confidence, things she keeps close. They're his to share, and hers to keep to herself. ]

He is adorable when he gets flustered.

[pavus_redemit]

[Dorian has some understanding simply through the friendship he has with the Commander but he never pries. Cullen treats him the same. That's why they're friends.]

I almost expect all his fur to ruffle with his mood.

[inquisitorialness]

He's come close, once or twice.

[ She's pretty sure that poor messenger who interrupted them on the battlements is still terrified of Cullen. ]

And sometimes he seems very... boyish.

[pavus_redemit]

Boyish, but not childish?

[Dorian and Bull have scarred many a messenger, serving wench and others around Skyhold. It's why they are no secret to anyone.]

There's a difference, you know.

[inquisitorialness]

No, not childish. [ She shrugs and grasps for words. ]

He's just... unsure of himself, sometimes. The first time he kissed me, he apologized.

[pavus_redemit]

Oh, I hate when they do that. Don't apologize, you fool, kiss me again!

[He throws up his hands, dramatic as always.] I do hope he kissed you again. I can give him a proper talking to.