bringspeopletogether: ([misc] in another life)
Alistair ([personal profile] bringspeopletogether) wrote2017-02-28 03:29 pm
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[sandbox]

Alistair surprises himself: he adapts to the Basin a lot quicker than he expected.

The camps feel -- snug, he decides. In a good way. Trees overhead, a limited number of egress points, a vantage point so high it puts every night by the ladder to shame: they're not the stone walls of Skyhold, but maybe they're the next best thing. After an initial restless night or two, he sleeps soundly.

(Knowing he's surrounded by lots of people with sharp, pointy weapons? Also helpful.)

Joining the patrol rotations seems like a decent next step. No point in being in the field, especially after all that training with Bull, if he's just going to twiddle his thumbs all day.
howtoactfereldan: (to rest in the warmest places)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2017-04-11 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
Cullen arches his neck a little, and lets out a soft sigh.

(And, after a beat, tightens his hold on Alistair.)
howtoactfereldan: (to rest in the warmest places)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2017-04-11 02:27 am (UTC)(link)









"Skill," he murmurs.
howtoactfereldan: (to rest in the warmest places)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2017-04-11 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Fussing," he mumbles, sleepy.
howtoactfereldan: (judge me whole)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2017-04-11 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Mm. No."

His fingers curl inward, resting on Alistair's chest.

"But you have to rest too."
howtoactfereldan: (the least of his children)

[personal profile] howtoactfereldan 2017-04-11 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Another soft sigh; Cullen doesn't say anything else, breathing slowing and deepening.