Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Carver Amell]

"Wait you... you forgot I existed?" He blinks, hugging Beth close. "What about Hunter, what happened to him?"

[Tethras Clan]

"I couldn't find you at all boss," Hunter whines piteously, trying to get high enough to lick his face. "Your scent got all old and faded and I couldn't track it none."

[Carver Amell]

"But you remembered me?" he presses. "What about Dad?"

[Varric]

"I knew you existed, it just... the thought if you being around felt faded," Varric explains thoughtfully. "Like..."

[Tethras Clan]

"You were gone for days and days and days and days and-" Hunter fills in, only stopping with his sister body checks hm gently.

[Carver Amell]

He nods. "Alright. I wonder if... hmm. Okay, Beth, let me up, but hold fast. I'm going to take you in with me, see what happens to you then."

[Bethany]

"You're strong- extra strong right now, come to think of it, so... how about you carry me?" Beth suggests.

[Carver Amell]

"Yeah, okay," he agrees, getting to his feet as he cradles her close. "Shout or kick if it hurts or, or you can't breathe or anything." 

Then he walks into the dead zone carrying his twin. Please, Merrill, don't hurt her.

[Varric]

Both mabari instantly go into a tense panic, only settling when Varric calls them over. His own expression rigid, he murmurs, "hey, it's okay. Just... some weird magic. They're... still here. They'll be back soon. We just need to have faith, alright?" I hope (pray) anyway. Gods this is... terrible. 

[Bethany]

Bethany sighs softly as they step into the bubble, her eyes fluttering closed as if she's falling asleep.

[Carver Amell]

"Beth? Hey, Beth, stay with me. Bethany, can you hear me?"

[Bethany]

"Hmm? What?" she blurts out, eyes flying open. "What just... oh, sorry. I just... felt muddle-headed for a moment." She frowns suddenly, then makes a face. "...do you taste raw gut whisky?"

[Carver Amell]

He shakes his head. "No. No, I don't. Do you? Taste or smell?"

[Bethany]

Bethany smacks her lips a few times. "Taste. Defina-augggh!" she says, then slaps a hand over her mouth, mortified at having burped so crudely.

[Carver Amell]

He takes a deep breath. "Okay. I'll need to bring you each in here, one by one." That said, he steps out again, still holding her.