Adventure time! Or... something.

[whowhatwhy]

General musebox post is go!

Comment here with a location in the subject line (Mayfield, Amaranthine, Deep Roads, etc). You can come up with a scenario or leave your comment blank and I'll do that for you!

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[whowhatwhy]

Not that I expect this to console you, since we hardly know each other, but I'm rather familiar with the sensation.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

It does a little, actually.

[There's a faint hint of a smile and a wagging tail.]

Most people just assume I'm insane.

[whowhatwhy]

Far be it from me to pass judgement on a first meeting.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

You're more forgiving than most people I've met.

[whowhatwhy]

I've had to learn the hard way. [ a dry chuckle ]

My name is Nathaniel.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

Mika, Mika Whitepaws.

[Tailwags.]

Nice to meet you.

[whowhatwhy]

The pleasure is mine. [ a slight bow ]

I have to say you're quite the artist.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

I've had practice, but I could be better.

[Huffing softly, she eyes the canvas.]

It does give me a good outlet for the nightmares, though.

[whowhatwhy]

We all need something.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

And at least this something is better than nothing.

[whowhatwhy]

True enough.

... To backtrack a bit, is there anyone else here who... smells like they come from where I do?

[wolfishsurvivalist]

Mmmmmm....

[She sniffs the air again as her eyes fall shut, as if memorizing his scent while she thinks.]

None that I know of personally...but...I think there was a woman they called Hawke. Might have possibly been another but no one that I know for certain. I didn't get to speak with Anders or Fenris very often, so I'm sorry.

[whowhatwhy]

[ Oh, he's familiar with Hawke. ] It's fine. I was simply curious.

It's good to take stock of one's allies in a situation like this.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[Her tail wags even though her expression stays impassive.]

I'm glad I could at least be of some help, then.

[whowhatwhy]

[ He quirks a brow ]

Your tail seems to betray your mood.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[She ducks her head, her ears flicking back.]

I-it does that.

[whowhatwhy]

... Forgive me, my lady. I didn't mean to offend.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

No it's fine, I just...

[She goes to rub her nose before realizing her hands are still covered in acrylic paint.]

I really can't help it.

[whowhatwhy]

Surely it's nothing to be ashamed of? People have other tells just as you have yours.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

But most people don't have tails. I actually have to think to stop it from moving.

[whowhatwhy]

If it bothers you that much, I'll try not to bring it up again.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[She huffs, rubbing the bridge of her nose with the back of her hand.]

It's more like no one's ever brought it up before, it just surprised me, is all.

[whowhatwhy]

I hope I won't embarrass you further if I tell you that you've managed to get paint on your face.

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[She blinks at him owlishly before her eyes cross in an attempt to find it before she whuffs a laugh.]

You know, that really doesn't surprise me. It was bound to happen at some point.