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Three-Sentence Ficlets

I. for vendettalee

What’s criminally unfair is that even his worst decisions were somehow easier than this, justifiable or whatever. But indulging himself, for only himself, has never been Derek’s strong suit. After fifteen minutes spent staring through the windshield, with an anguish reserved for Catholics and beauty queens, he shuts off the engine and goes inside the Dunkin Donuts.

 

II. for kyeshgall
The wind took the clew out over the deck, mainsheet whipping free of its block in the snarling gust, and with it went Hawke’s body. Isabela didn’t even hear her shout above the pounding growl of rain and waves. One moment there were six of them wrestling like sodden kittens for the tack, and then only five.

III. for cheesiestart
He watched for the glint of a spyglass across the bay in the waning light.  Beside the open window, on the wall itself, Anders had doodled moons of every phase, some the very shape of their hidden bridge. She’d cross tonight, sure, but he doubted the tide would ever be in their favor.


IV. for ltleflrt

There’s a tattoo, mostly filled with freckles and poor judgment rendered in fading black, but it’s there. On her ox-muscled ass, no less! Before Isabela can voice a single vowel or consonant, Aveline crushes a handful of smallclothes into her open mouth with a warning look.


V. for afragmentcastadrift

Miranda shifts the baby to her hip, not ready to hand her back just yet, and watches her tiny blue fingers follow the path of raindrops on the window.

“On Benning we managed to rescue a handful of civilians from Cerberus,” says Liara, “and before we left it started to rain. Acid rain, actually.”

“It wouldn’t be a mission with Shepard if even the weather wasn’t out to get you,” Miranda replies, nudging her hand beneath the baby’s to feel the chill of the glass.

VI. for iambickilometer
When they landed in Estwatch for repairs and provisions, Isabela bounded off the dock and into the backstreets to stretch her legs. She found the string, a pink and dirty lifeline clinging along the alleyway bricks, and followed where it threaded through bushes and market carts, all the way up the tumbled fortress to a broken parapet overlooking the port.

“Still lost, kitten?” she murmured to the clouds, and wound the yarn into a sloppy ball.

 

21 Firsts and Lasts

Meme: Post the first and last lines of last 21 pieces you’ve written.

(I got real itchy to do a writing meme but couldn’t find any character questions or short sentence memes…so I pinched this one.)

1.
FIRST: “You never ask about One,” says Two, less like the question it could be.

LAST: Her hotel room is still bright when Two blips off, and Miranda gives her unsteady fingers three minutes to calm their tremor before tapping the comm to dial again.

2.
FIRST: Whoever Shepard was nobody asked them the right questions when their time came.

LAST: But it was a love story.

3.
FIRST: It happened just the once, no matter how Varric embellished.

LAST: Though, at some point in their daily trudge to the coast, or deep into the sewers, she had stopped altogether, and he was pretty sure he never would.

4.
FIRST: It takes her a half hour to find him, and this after asking several others.

LAST: Before she leaves the kitchen Bethany turns to watch Cullen sink back against the wall, eyes closed and hands limp across his thighs.

5.
FIRST: They should be running but they’re falling instead, Hawke under him with a crooked elbow digging into the bedroom rug.

LAST: Do they run, after all, or do they fall and fall?

6.
FIRST: He doesn’t know what other men would do. 

LAST: No answer is required, but the chair fills the gap in Fenris’ voice, scraping the floor and grunting all the way down in its straps and splintered feet. 

7.
FIRST: “I don’t think that’s how you calculate direction,” Hawke says, rump writhing beneath the prickle of Isabela’s sextant.

LAST: So she matches, mimics, presses her fingers over Bela’s, and thinks of facing the wind instead of turning from it.

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goddessofcheese:

missl0nelyhearts:

goddessofcheese:

imagesspectre replied to your post: pineypalooza reblogged your post: thinking about…

I don’t remember anything being mentioned about the Mage origin? Or did I miss it? ??

I don’t recall ever hearing about it! What I recall is

  1. you hear about the Commoner Dwarf when playing as a Noble Dwarf
  2. you hear about the City Elf from Soris late into the game
  3. you hear about the Dalish elf but that’s not until DA2 when Merrill brings them up

but from this we can assume that if they’re not chosen

  1. Noble Human dies with their family
  2. Surana or Amell dies either in the Fade, is killed while helping Jowan, or is killed when the Circle is corrupted
  3. Both Dwarf origins dies in the Deep Roads
  4. Dalish Elf never gets help from Duncan and dies from the sickness
  5. and City Elf dies in prison or is killed by the guards

for any of those evil-doing writers among us…these would make an excellent series of one-off character deaths.

just saying.

;o)

don’t tempt me

OKAY HEAR ME OUT.

what if we divvy up the origins and do like a couple of weeks of You Didn’t Pick Me And This Is What Happened death stories?

Le Schism

ORLAIS:
No men as priests, c'mon guys get with the program.

TEVINTER:
Lol, you're kidding right? We still hold half of Thedas.

ORLAIS:
Okay, but seriously. . . wait. . .is that a MAGE in your clergy?

TEVINTER:
Yep.

TEVINTER:
**crossing out passages**

ORLAIS:
Are you. . . are you CHANGING the Chant?

TEVINTER:
They're really more 'guidelines.'

ORLAIS:
OMG STAHP. Fine, two can play at that game **scribbling in the margins** "Magisters eat it so hard, they started the Blights!"

TEVINTER:

ORLAIS:

TEVINTER:
See if we care.

ORLAIS:
Whatever. Heretics.

TEVINTER:
Cheese-eaters.