The Winter's Queen [Magus AU]

[Carver Amell]

I guess he must have peers. Maybe even some that wouldn't abandon their human kin, he adds bitterly, glancing up at a streetsign. "This way," he suggests, taking a left. We're near my place. That's a defensible enough spot to take a rest, check T's ribs before pressing on.

[Tethras Clan]

~Good plan,~ Varric says approvingly.

Zevran shakes his head a little, not in disagreement but to focus. "What? What's wrong?"

[Carver Amell]

"Nothing." He shakes his head. No way he'll believe me. "There's a spot near here we can hole up in for a brief rest, I want a look at that ankle of yours before we press on." 

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran nods silently, giving Isabela a worried look.

~Might be worth asking Dog if he's willing to carry our favorite pirate wench,~ Varric suggest. ~Free your hands up in case of trouble.~

[Carver Amell]

It's no trouble. It's the closest I'll get to her letting me protect her anyway. I mean. It's no trouble.

[Tethras Clan]

~I think she'd rather you were standing free to fight without dropping her on her ass,~ Varric says gently.

[Carver Amell]

He sighs. "Bela, do you think you can hold onto Dog here if I put you on his back? Assuming the gentledog doesn't mind and all." 

[Isabela]

"I can do anything," she repeats again. 

[Tethras Clan]

"That means she's probably like the chance to lie down, after a fashion," Zevran says with a tired smile. Dog huffs a little, the sound rather amused.

~You have any medical supplies? I can talk you through first aid and such if you have anything.~

[Carver Amell]

Yeah, and I know the basics. If we run into anything complicated I'm sure you can talk me through it.He sighs. I wish I had time for a nap, but it's not that defensible. 

A few moments more and they're at Carver's flat, Carver letting them into the small room and helping Isabela off Dog so she can lay on the mattress on the floor. "Sorry, it's not much," he apologizes. "T, let's see your ribs, and no whinging." 

[Tethras Clan]

~We can rest once we get back to the Church,~ Varric promises him. ~Just get his ankle wrapped out, check T's ribs, then off we go again.~

"If you have some gauze, I can wrap my ankle," Zevran offers.

[Carver Amell]

"Yeah, kit's by the door." 

[Theta "T" Roidmet]

"I'm fine," snarls T. "Is that what this is about? It's broken, so what, nothing you can do." 

[NPCs]

Dog carefully moves over to T, right in front of her, then gives her a soulful, pleading look.

[Theta "T" Roidmet]

"No way," she scowls. "I'm not taking my top off in front of this asshole."