Wish Plot [June]
May. 27th, 2018 11:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shok_ebasit_hissra"Dorian, you were in public. In daylight. You brought a dead animal back to life!" Bull scowled when Dorian retorted with something about his professionalism, with his skill. Bull didn't doubt Dorian's skill, of course he didn't. He had seen Dorian wield the power of the Fade on battlefields; he knew Dorian had figured out how to solve whatever it was Alexius did to him and the Inquisitor to move them in time.
But that wasn't the point.
"This is not Tevinter, and there is no Inquisitor here to protect you."
Even though he was annoyed, his voice remained even and calm, even in the face of Dorian getting sarcastic and sharp. All he could think of was the potential danger. There could be plenty of people out there interested in someone that could manipulate the dead like that. Maybe Darrow was more or less accepting of magic and mages, but that didn't make them safe.
Eventually, it wasn't worth keeping up the fight. Bull shook his head, and for now, he let it go. He fell into bed, wanting to just sleep the night off.
Come morning, Bull ached. He was awake early and couldn't quite make himself fall back asleep. So he rose and shuffled his way downstairs to start coffee for the two of them.
But that wasn't the point.
"This is not Tevinter, and there is no Inquisitor here to protect you."
Even though he was annoyed, his voice remained even and calm, even in the face of Dorian getting sarcastic and sharp. All he could think of was the potential danger. There could be plenty of people out there interested in someone that could manipulate the dead like that. Maybe Darrow was more or less accepting of magic and mages, but that didn't make them safe.
Eventually, it wasn't worth keeping up the fight. Bull shook his head, and for now, he let it go. He fell into bed, wanting to just sleep the night off.
Come morning, Bull ached. He was awake early and couldn't quite make himself fall back asleep. So he rose and shuffled his way downstairs to start coffee for the two of them.
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Date: 2018-06-18 03:35 am (UTC)He wanted comfort.
"I'll stay home," he agreed. "Plant the garden while you drink lemonade and tell me where to put things." Bull brushed his hand over Dorian's back as he passed to get the eggs out of the fridge.
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Date: 2018-06-20 09:44 pm (UTC)Dorian followed Bull with a strange smile before moving to finish his coffee. He needed about two more cups.
Bull's offer was kind. Dorian liked caring for plants, but he immensely disliked playing in dirt, especially when it got under his fingernails. If he could avoid that part, he wasn't about to argue.
He watched Bull move easily around the kitchen over the rim of his mug. Dorian needed to tell Krem about all of this. Or, at least, talk to someone about his feelings that wasn't Bull.