Hawke&#39;s journal

-=Tybalt, you're getting free meat, shut up. But when the pair comes up towards the earth dome, Hawke is there outside, doing what he can in keeping the insides of the animals clean as the lockjaw settles with the haunch of one of those creatures, crunching happily on the bones. The lizard lifts his head, sniffing the air when they approach.=-

Juliet. Tybalt. -=He lifts one hand up in greeting, the red lines apparent on his forearms are definitely not paint.=-

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[She gasps and loosens her grip, forgetting herself for a moment, as she realizes that he's covered in more than dirt and grime. Then, she tightens her fingers on Tybalt's arm, pulling him forward more quickly.]

Hawke, you are injured! You said that you were all right. I should have brought bandages....

[She's cursing herself for being so foolish as to think to bring nothing but her cousin. He's been in the Wastes, after all.]

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[Even Tybalt can't help his eyes going wide at the sight of those lines. His eyes flicker from the wounds to Hawke's near nakedness to the animals to Juliet and back again.]

Go wash or you'll take a fever from those. [Said with a grudging growl.]

I can finish dressing the meat.

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-=Hawke's basically got some odd defensive filth splashed on him from one creature, not to mention the old, dried blood from the animals he's managed to hunt. He definitely does not smell pleasant. He didn't want Juliet to be sullied by the filth. It'll take a while to get it scrubbed out.=-

They will heal on their own. Do not worry. -=That too, is part of his training, but he won't mention that. He'd say more to Juliet, but all he carries for her at the moment is a smile.=- There are things inside my home that will help.

I thank you, Tybalt, for your help. In return, you may take whatever meat or hide you need. -=And for Juliet's cousin, he bows as deeply as he dares, wobbling some on weakened knees.=- I have good sharp knives inside for them.

Edited Date: 2011-10-21 09:05 pm (UTC)

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[Now, she does let go of Tybalt, moving closer to Hawke. She is careful to keep a respectful distance, though, in front of her cousin.]

Leave the rest of this to Tybalt, and show me where the knives are. I will bring them to him, and run errands as you each need.

[She knows perfectly well, of course, where the knives are kept, but best not to let Tybalt know that.]

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The lizard's not going to try to eat me or anything is it?

[He's eying the beast warily. It's far too early in his mind to be getting into tussles with overgrown beasts. Then again, it's too early for most things.]

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-=He remembers Juliet's request and nods, motioning slightly to the house.=- I will show you where they are. Then I must go bathe. -=Really, he just wants to hug her, but first things first.=-

[Darkling] will not harm you. -=But the lockjaw is watching Tybalt as if he's sizing him up for a meal, crunching indiscriminately on the bones of his haunch. Nope. That lizard won't harm Tybalt at all as long as he remains out of his master's house.=-

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[She nods and turns back to Tybalt.]

I will be back in a moment, cos. Do not worry about the creature. I am sure he is kind.

[She goes and squeezes her cousin's hand, smiles at the large beast, which, she will admit, does look a little frightening, and then follows Hawke into the house, speaking to him only when they are inside.]

How badly are you hurt?

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[He continues to eye the beast, but nods slightly, his attention on the creature, and not the thought that Juliet is going into this nearly-naked man's house.]

It won't take long.

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-=Once inside, Hawke lifts his arm up to examine the cuts.=- They will heal, My Sun. The wounds I made myself. I am not injured anywhere else. -=He looks up with a small sigh, looking worse than a cat caught in the rain.=-

-=Meanwhile the Lockjaw watches Tybalt and gives a low rumble. Fortunately, that was a good sign. What was a bad sign was that the Lockjaw was moving his haunch to in front of the dwelling's door and plunked down like some giant hunting dog multitasking.=-

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[She watches him examine the wounds anxiously.]

Why would you injure yourself in such a way?

[She hurries to the small kitchen area, glancing back at him as she goes about gathering a few knives and wrapping them in a towel, so she does not harm herself on the blades. She'd rather wet a cloth and tend to him, but she can't linger too long, or else Tybalt might wonder.]

Is there anything I can help with, once I have given Tybalt these?

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[Tybalt edged away as the beast shifted, keeping the distance between them the same. He answers the lizard's rumble with a low growl of his own, his hand shifting towards his belt knife almost unconsciously. Just as a precaution. ]

You'll let my cousin out of there. [He was not one to usually talk to animals, but he had just realized that Juliet was in there, out of his sight with that man.</small]

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It is the nature of my magic. I control blood. -=He does not find anything strange with this, but he pouts at Juliet's nervousness.=- It does not harm me.

-=As much as he wishes she could join him...=- I will go to the hot springs to clean. I would wish your help, but Tybalt would not approve?

-=The lockjaw stiffens once he notices the threatening manner the other human is in. The haunch is forgotten as he remains in that almost lounging position, lips pulling back into a wiiiide smile that shows sharp, deadly teeth. There's no growl this time as he clicks those tiny teeth together in a chattering sound.=-

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[She nods, even though she doesn't entirely understand. She'll take him at his word.]

If you are safe, then that is what matters.

[She shakes her head sadly.]

He would not approve. But perhaps he will let me at least walk with you. I know not. I do not wish to leave you when you are so tired.

[She slips past him then, giving him one more longing glance before she steps outside, carrying her bundle of knives, and has to side-step the back-end of Hawke's creature. She hears it chattering, and smiles at it as she hands Tybalt the bundle of knives.]

I think he likes you, cos. My sparrow chirped when it was happy.

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[Juliet's arrival breaks his posturing with the animal, and he looks up at her with something very close to disbelief.]

I some how doubt it is quite that friendly.

[But he takes the knives from her and eyes the carcases. Damned if he's going to let some hopped-up lizard stop him from doing what he'd agreed to do.]

You should go home.

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-=He can't say anything about being able to walk on his own. He's not certain if he can, or should, but cleaning is important.=-

-=He hears the chatter though, and Hawke follows Juliet quickly after, giving the lockjaw a worried glance as he moves towards the beast.=- Tybalt is friend, [Darkling]. He means no harm. -=But he glances over to the other man. For these creatures, a growl is good and the chatter is a warning.=-

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[She steps back as Tybalt begins his work, looking over the creature instead. She never has gotten a proper look at him before, and while she will admit he is intimidating, she does not believe he could harm them.]

I am certain it is friendly. Hawke would not keep it were it unfriendly.

[She's still smart enough to keep a healthy distance from it's jaws, though, just in case. At Tybalt's next words, she looks to him, eyes wide. Going home is the last thing she wants to do.]

Unaccompanied? When it is still early enough that the rabbits and hellcats might not have hidden away for the day?

[She turns her attention, hearing Hawke speak in the strange tongue he uses with the animal.]

He seems to have taken a liking to Tybalt.

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[He gives a derisive snort at Juliet's last comment and turns he attention to dressing the carcasses.]

Fine. Then find somewhere in sight and make yourself comfortable. This won't take long.

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Hmmm.... -=He gives the lockjaw a scritch behind that crest plate and it growls again, closing his eyes in bliss.=-

Mayhaps. He can be very protective.

-=The animal looks like a long muzzled lizard with a large, compact body and a long tail that slides about lazily.=-

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[She would take offense at his tone, but she doesn't wish to be ordered home, so she nods, choosing to go and stand nearer Hawke. He did not, after all, say in whose sight she had to stay. And she smiles, seeing him with his creature.]

Does it have a name, Hawke, your protective friend?

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[Tybalt rolls his eyes, but sets to work, pointedly ignoring both Hawke and the lizard. It's been a while since he's had to dress a kill - hunting outside Verona was a rare treat, and even on those occasions there had been servants to do the bulk of the messy work. But pride and a general idea is enough to let him do it decent enough.]

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-=Hawke is no expert with dressing. At least he doesn't think so. After all, his filets are not as uniform as Sohl's are. But he has practice under his belt.=-

His name is [Darkling]. -=He pronounces the lockjaw's name distinctly.=- It means 'dark scales' in human speak. -=And in turn the animal shifts to go and sniff Juliet thoroughly.=-

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[She tries her best to repeat the name, and greets it when it turns its attention to her. If she thinks of it like a horse, or a large dog, it is not as frightening.]

Is he a sort of dragon? Or a - [What was the animal about which the archangel Michael had told her? Oh, yes!] a dinosaur?

It is a fitting name. I hope that I may think of a name equally fitting when my kitten is weaned and able to leave Kirara.

[Her smile falters, thinking of Kirara's mistress. That the woman she considered her sister was unhappy with her actions bothered her still.]

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