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]

Well, maybe a little bit.

[He's quite happy to see that look on her. She deserves it.] Thank the Maker someone does. He needs to be teased one and awhile.

[inquisitorialness]

You should've seen his face the time I asked him if he took vows of celibacy.

[pavus_redemit]

I wish I could have! That would have been a sight to remember. Was he shocked? No, no, he scowled. No, that's not right, he stuttered his way through an answer, yes?

[inquisitorialness]

He was shocked, and he stuttered. He blushed very handsomely, and asked me why I wanted to know.

[pavus_redemit]

I imagine you didn't say something along the lines of wanting to tear off his armor and ravish him.

[inquisitorialness]

No, that would've been a bit much, even for me. Besides, I was worried his face would literally catch on fire.

[pavus_redemit]

That might be funny to see. You should try it, let me watch. It might set all that fur on fire.

[inquisitorialness]

[ She laughs again, sheepish. ]

Maybe, someday.

[ Mostly, she agrees that their private affairs should stay just that - private. Though, she also has to resist the urge to treat it like a shameful secret at times. Something else to unlearn from her life in the Circle - trysts were frowned upon in general, and privacy was difficult to come by. ]

[pavus_redemit]

Well, I hope you have a lot of somedays with your Commander. Maybe one day little mageling babies running around, setting things on fire out of mischief.

[He wiggles his fingers around, like they were little mage babies running around causing trouble.]

[inquisitorialness]

[ That definitely gets the blush to return to her cheeks. What a thought. Children? Of her own? With Cullen?

He would be a wonderful father, she knows that much. She hasn't allowed herself the possibility of being a mother, however, not since her magic manifested. Children born to Circle mages get taken away by the Chantry. Occasionally, she knows visitations would be allowed, but only when they are older. ]

I hadn't thought about it.

[pavus_redemit]

Well, think about it. Imagine all you wish, dear. You have freedom now. Imagine your wedding, imagine your children, and mostly imagine him naked.

[He wishes he could give her the sense of freedom he has from Tevinter, though his preference for men means he's only ever allowed imagination. No wedding, no children, none of those things for him within Tevinter.]

I really need to teach you how to enjoy your freedom.

[inquisitorialness]

[ She laughs, leaning her head on his shoulder. ]

Yes, do. I clearly have a lot to learn, and I'm enjoying what I already have. [ Given the circumstances. ]

[pavus_redemit]

Where should I start, apprentice? Perhaps with flashier robes. You don't have to dress like Solas, you know. Homeless apostate you are not.

[It warms his heart that she is so easily affectionate with him. It's the true companionship he never had in Tevinter. The South, though freezing, is more warming than his home.]

[inquisitorialness]

I wouldn't want to outdo you.

I do like the color blue, though.

[ She enjoys it, too. One thing she did not expect to come of all this mess - friends, people who genuinely care about her and want to see her happy. It's a big part of why she sees Skyhold as more home than any other place she's lived. ]

[pavus_redemit]

Don't worry, your personality is too humble to out do me.

[He pats the back of her hand gently.]

I'm not suggesting something like Vivienne's robes. That's not your style. A little more Herald, less Orlesian Game, in blue.

[inquisitorialness]

I don't have the decolletage for something like Vivienne wears.

[ Cullen would find it terribly distracting, she's sure. ]

But I'll leave that in your capable hands, my friend.

[pavus_redemit]

Leave it in my hands and the capable hands of a tailor. Vivienne will be so jealous you've allowed me this privilege.

[Oh, what Dorian will have made will distract him as well in different ways.]

You get to have a say too. They are your robes.

[inquisitorialness]

I can't say I have much of an eye for fashion. As long as they keep me warm and allow me to move comfortably, I don't have much preference beyond that.

Those ridiculous neck ruffs half the ladies in Orlais wear, though... none of that.

[pavus_redemit]

I promise I won't let you look like an Orlesian noble woman. Which shoulder would you like bare?

[He's teasing about the shoulder. He won't do that to her. It's his signature look.]

[inquisitorialness]

A bare shoulder? Doesn't that get chilly?

[pavus_redemit]

I do wear a cape when we go traipsing into the wild. In Skyhold, it's not chilly at all.

[inquisitorialness]

Well, not where you spend most of your time, perhaps.

[ The library is pretty cozy, all things considered. Her chambers are nice and warm, as well. Other parts of the keep, not so much. Cullen still hasn't assigned anyone to repair the roof of that tower he's claimed. As much time as she spends there, well. It's chilly in the pre-dawn gloom. ]

[pavus_redemit]

Bull needs his ceiling repaired. Who do I speak to about that? It's chilly as the Void in there.

[Bull's tower is in worse repair than the Commanders. If it wasn't for the Qunari's bulk, he would freeze every night.]

Can I abuse our friendship that way?

[inquisitorialness]

I'll see what I can do. The main keep has first priority, barracks for the soldiers and stables for the horses, you know how it goes.

[ She grins, though. It'll be done, she'll find a way. ]

[pavus_redemit]

You know, I was somewhat surprised you ride. Did they teach you that in the Circle?

[He's pleased. A ceiling will make it easier for him to spend the night in Bull's room.]