( athénaïs hauls herself higher again, one hand around the rise of the bow,
the caretaker helpfully providing balance for her, beneath initially flailing little booted foot. if anyone challenges this dynamic, she’s very ready to declare herself much prettier and more charming than either of these dickheads, no offense to the less offensive dickhead in question. felassan has rather won her over — her confidence that he isn’t going to interfere with what she’s about to do not irrelevant to that point.
power flows through her, alighting in her eyes as she focuses it through the staff that she so rarely reaches for, and it isn’t an outright act of hostility that she launches at solas. not exactly. it’s pure force, it’s willpower, it’s a fucking lasso of the fade whipping across the remaining distance. the boat sped up; it does not slow down as she snags solas in the grip of her magic and they
keep going.
the laugh she lets out says the thing she doesn’t, out loud: wow, I didn’t know that was going to work.)
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the caretaker helpfully providing balance for her, beneath initially flailing little booted foot. if anyone challenges this dynamic, she’s very ready to declare herself much prettier and more charming than either of these dickheads, no offense to the less offensive dickhead in question. felassan has rather won her over — her confidence that he isn’t going to interfere with what she’s about to do not irrelevant to that point.
power flows through her, alighting in her eyes as she focuses it through the staff that she so rarely reaches for, and it isn’t an outright act of hostility that she launches at solas. not exactly. it’s pure force, it’s willpower, it’s a fucking lasso of the fade whipping across the remaining distance. the boat sped up; it does not slow down as she snags solas in the grip of her magic and they
keep going.
the laugh she lets out says the thing she doesn’t, out loud: wow, I didn’t know that was going to work. )