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not_every_mage) wrote2015-04-11 09:34 am
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The Preserve, Saturday Morning
Anders and Nathan hadn't gone back to the dorms after the dance; they'd camped in one of Nathan's usual spots in the Preserve instead. Nathan was more comfortable staying outside, while Anders mostly wanted to be wherever Nathan was -- especially now that the weather was decent enough that he didn't have to sacrifice too much comfort to do it.
He heard some small noise and woke up just enough to squint toward the sun, judging its angle, then shut his eyes again and burrowed further under the heap of blankets. The birds and the deer and the alots might be cavorting about, but it was still early. He was staying right where he was for now.
[OOC: You know where this one is headed. For the boy and one other, please!]
He heard some small noise and woke up just enough to squint toward the sun, judging its angle, then shut his eyes again and burrowed further under the heap of blankets. The birds and the deer and the alots might be cavorting about, but it was still early. He was staying right where he was for now.
[OOC: You know where this one is headed. For the boy and one other, please!]
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He'd been happy to hear Leo mention Wales, for similar reasons to Nathan. If they were in Wales -- and with a son and a garden, no less -- there was at least one world where things didn't go too terribly for them.
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"So I could make up whatever I want?"
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Since they were both dads, he pointed at Anders when he said that.
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So that cleared that right up. But as Leo met Nathan's eyes to answer his question, the gold shapes swimming in his dark eyes caught the light.
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He wasn't sure how he felt about that. He didn't know of a world where people with magic had it easy, unless they were born rich in Tevinter.
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"A Mage and a black witch," he agreed softly, with a wince of his own. "That'll be interesting in a few years."
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