Wicked, ch 2Hawke shook her head at the brazen idiocy of these mercenaries. Here they were in a perfect spot for a beautiful ambush, and the best they could do was charge her with weapons drawn? Surely Javaris could afford better . . . then again, she had no idea what had become of him after the gaatlok debacle. If only the fool had the sense to give up when he was beaten, she thought. Falon rushed into the melee, calling out insults to the men as she hacked them down. Sebastian was great with his bow, dropping several of them before she ever got close. And Fenris made an excellent decoy, getting their attention with that huge sword. Isabela fought alongside her, a near invisible companion in the battle; they complimented each other so nicely. It was just too bad the pirate was lying to her. She would ignore it for now in the hopes that Isabela would trust her eventually, but if the buxom wench betra
Wicked, ch 1Title: WickedAuthor: Yozzie (Roz)bourneGame: Dragon Age 2characters/pairing: Sebastian/f!HawkeDisclaimer: all characters belong to Bioware and EA I just take liberties with their words and actions.***Contains naughty language, mild violence and sexual themes***Sebastian stared at his reflection for a moment wondering if he'd gone mad. He certainly acted the part for the last day or so, ever since he received a small, sealed envelope. It wasn't as if the letter inside held anything important, just a few lines of hasty scrawl. He pulled it out of his pocket and read it again for perhaps the hundredth time. "Time to take advantage of those princely services," it said. "I'll see you tomorrow, midday. Be ready for anything." It was signed Falon and stamped with the family crest she adopted in honor of her father, a variation on the Amell one. Reading it made him tense and excited, all at once.
A Simple Task, part 18 EndPart 18, Beginning***Contains naughty language, mild violence, and sexual themes***Fenris woke with a start, limbs numb. His head ached and he felt thirsty. He tried to sit up, but his body wouldn't obey. "It seems the elf is awake," he heard Anders say. "But not Hawke?" asked Sebastian, voice unmistakable. "No." A few seconds later, the archer was helping him sit and drink. He set the blue shell aside, looking at the ridges it left in his flesh where he'd gripped it in his sleep. Whatever bond it represented, it hadn't been strong enough to bring her back. With effort, he focused on the present. "Slowly, Fenris. You've been out for two days and it's no easy task getting fluid down you. Drink too fast and it'll just come back up." "Hawke," croaked Fenris. Sebastian looked
A Simple Task, part 18***Contains naughty language, mild violence, and sexual themes***Conobar settled them in the ruins and in no time they had a fire going. The barbarian even handed out bedrolls, though where he got them was a mystery. He certainly hadn't had them earlier. "I have no need to sleep, but you both do. It will rest your minds, if not your bodies." Hawke nodded, though she had no idea how she would find sleep in this place. Fenris sat down near the fire and she leaned up against him. He threw an arm around her, holding her close. Conobar sat across from them looking somewhat amused. "I think I know why Osun ended up here," the mage said quietly, "but I don't understand why Flemeth put you here too." The barbarian grinned unpleasantly, "Tell me mage, why would she shut Osun here then?" "Because she loved him," Hawke replied, trying to sound certain. Conobar lau