Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Carver Amell]

"Ca' thi," he mutters, perfectly sensibly. "Nu'rt. Wa twi." 

[Varric]

Varric stares a moment. The hells? "...right." Probably shocky, yeah. "How about we get you to my place? Bethany," that got a reaction, good, "will be starting lunch... actually a little while ago. Need a hand up?" So saying, he shifts his grip on the massive crossbow so he can offer Carver some help standing up from where Tweedle and Twiddle dropped him.

[Carver Amell]

Carver nods, taking a few shaky breaths before getting to his feet -- notably, without taking Varric's hand. Have to get to Bethany. 

He doesn't talk much on the walk over, but he does seem to relax a little when Varric's house comes in sight. Bethany. Already pushing away what happened, refusing to dwell on it, he speeds up, wanting to get to his twin and normalcy sooner than later. 

[Bethany]

And he gets a strong, heady dose of it as soon as he enters- apple bread. Bethany's apple bread, which he can tell because it has a strong underpinning of garlic. Such a bizarre combination, and one that requires Bethany to always make two loaves because Bethany is the only one that really likes it so she makes a tiny loaf all for herself.

[Varric]

"Girl has the weirdest tastes sometimes," Varric comments lightly, fondly as they enter. "Still, not bad for someone that doesn't know how to cook proper dwarven cuisine." And he's already gone.

[Carver Amell]

Carver races to the kitchen, throwing his arms around her with an incoherent sob as he does. "Bethany," he whimpers, trembling in her arms.

[Bethany]

"Ah!" Bethany recipicates smoothly enough but is clearly startled by the sudden hugging. "What's wrong?" Her voice suddenly spikes as she screams, "blood! You're covered in blood!"

[Carver Amell]

"I-- I am?" he stammers. 

[Marian Hawke]

and Marian races into the room, wielding a quill like a dagger. "What's happened?" she barks, ready to fight. 

[Varric]

"Carver got dragged off into the woods by Joey and his two flunkies." Varric's smile is rather... predatory. "I... just happened to be passing by, coming back from a little hunting," he taps a small canvas bag on his hip, "so I stepped in. They'll probably live, if Joey or the other two get some pressures on his stump soon."

[Marian Hawke]

Marian turns on him, paling. "You-- what?! You cut off his leg?!" 

[Carver Amell]

"H-hand," stammers Carver, to Bethany's shoulder. 

[Varric]

"Nah. Hand. Specifically the one he was about to stab your brother in the face with a heated poker with," the dwarf says coldly. "May have been some threats about your sister's... virtue," he adds in a low voice, just for Marian's ears. Louder, he finishes, "bounced the poker off Idiot One's foot, cracked, maybe broke the bones on the top of his foot. Shot the ear of Idiot Two to make it fair. They ran off then."

[Bethany]

Bethany whimpers, pressing closer to her twin. After a moment, she starts tugging him over to the living room so they can cuddle on the sofa. She seems far more worried about his condition than what was done to the people that did this to him.

[Carver Amell]

Carver lets Bethany tug him, cuddling up to her willingly. "Twi," he mumbles, giving a contented sigh. After a moment, however, he pulls back a little. "You can't keep doing magic. They're going to really hurt you next time they catch you."