The Winter's Queen [Magus AU]

[Carver Amell]

His head swims from the sudden movement, throwing him off just a little, just enough..

to realize that what's up there appears to be a very large canine in a small room, his nails clicking on the floor as he's been pacing. 

[Tethras Clan]

"....oh good," Varrver mutters as he hauls himself up the trapdoor.  "You could have woofed or something," he grumbles as he sprawls himself on the ground. Dog huffs softly, then licks his face. "Oh for-"

[Carver Amell]

...wet? Hunter, stop it. Why don't my lips work?

[Tethras Clan]

~You passed out,~ Varric says, easing off the 'controls' so Carver can take over. ~We found Dog though. So there's that.~

[Carver Amell]

"down, boy," he mumbles. Ugh, my head. And my mouth tastes like someone died.

[Tethras Clan]

~First stages of suffocation,~ Varric says soberly. ~I think we're in a good pocket now though. Dog doesn't seem to be in any troubles.~

Indeed, Dog seems to be fine. And also snuffing at Carver to check him over and see why he's napping on the stone floor.

[Carver Amell]

I wonder where Hunter ended up. If we'll ever see him again. I hope so. He knows where home is by now surely, right? Carver lifts a hand, patting Dog's face gently. "Hey boy. Any idea where we are?"

[Tethras Clan]

Dog wuffs softly as he lips Carver's hand. Turning away, he trots over to a nearby dog, then twocks it a few times with his tail. ~Reinforced wood door? Could probably bash it down, but it would be very painful for the poor doggo.~ Varric makes a coughing noise. ~Sorry, dog.~

[Carver Amell]

"Ah. I'll--" He takes a deep breath. "A minute, then I'll get that open."

[Tethras Clan]

~Sure. Sounds good to me. That was brutal, even... difussed, I guess is the best word for it. You did good.~

[Carver Amell]

I-- what? I did good? That's. I can't recall the last time someone gave me a sincere compliment. Stop it, he'll think you're pathetic. Sorry. Thanks. I appreciate it. That's what I'm supposed to say, not this pansy bullshit.

[Tethras Clan]

Varric chuckles a little. ~Seriously though, relax. You have some problems with saying what you mean in the right way, but one of the few upsides to this sharing thing is that I can get a sense of what you mean to say. So... it's fine.~

[Carver Amell]

Thank you. He relaxes, focusing on his breathing for a few moments. Hey, when all this is over, if you don't or can't, you know, pass on, I wouldn't necessarily mind you sticking around. For a while.

[Tethras Clan]

~Might not be so bad. And without this necro shite all over the place, I could actually step out every once in a while. On sacred ground at least, no sceleratii and all.~ Varric replies easily. Gods, I hope not, not for long. I... I'm ready to go on, to see... to see my family again. But... a few years maybe, I guess wouldn't be too bad. Just enough to make sure Carver is alright, that Zevran heals.

[Carver Amell]

After a few more minutes, Carver drags himself to his feet, moving to fumble with the doorknob and let them out. "Ah, I see, that's not a good angle for you to get a grip on, is it boy?" he asks, easily. "There we go. Can you fit through the doorway?"