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[ losing my edge ϟ open ]

Who: hawkeward moment and whoever else wants to encounter her!
When: various times! but generally post-event because hawke continues not to respect cerealia at all
Where: the church, novus, and trader ceres
What: hawke the bird wonder aggressively ignoring the wrongness of cerealia once again
Rating/Warning: this is a blatant dehiatus general open log, there's not much to say about it

one. or this would be sacrilegious if it wasn't hawke

[ today, anyone who enters the church will be graced with the blessed sounds of -- of snoring. it's not a heavy snore, not one of those gross mucus filled ones that turn a person's stomach, but a snore nonetheless and the culprit isn't immediately visible. this is because the culprit, who is hawke, is sleeping away on one of the pews off towards the back, in the shadows. she's actually quite hidden away, a passing glance would dismiss her and she has a sweater tucked under her head for a pillow. sure, she's sleeping in a church but it isn't as if she wants to disturb anyone. really, that'd be rude!

look, she doesn't really have an apartment right now and the ghosts were kind of aggressive and just -- let the woman nap.

or don't, actually. there's a dog hanging around there too that would be plenty happy with getting up and going to do something else. he might even help you wake her up! ]

two. or this isn't an episode of jessica jones i swear

[ to any poor soul walking past novus this evening (or even at novus), they will see a scruffy looking woman being unceremoniously thrown out of the bar. she stumbles, obviously not very steady on her feet but she manages to catch herself anyway. a sour look as the door slams behind her and she lifts a hand to wipe at the blood on her cut lip before calling out. (which, uh, hawke did you get in another bar fight?) ]

One would think you'd be more charitable! With what, us being the ones who suffer this city the most!

[ hawke eternally has a bone to pick with ceres and cerealia as a whole and while she refuses -- outright refuses -- to get more involved than necessary (this won't be kirkwall 2.0, alright), she doesn't mind freeloading to get what she's due. of course, in a hypercapitalistic city like this, that's not regarded so highly and novus isn't above showing her such. it's a seedy bar anyway! and their drink is poor! that's what hawke's opinion is and after a moment of just scowling at the place, she may notice you. ]

Ah, out for a night on the town, are you?

three. or at least it isn't whole foods (of ceres)

[ trader ceres is overpriced and understocked yet here hawke finds herself anyway. she needs food and still finds the more modern street food served at the food stop too rich for her tastes so, she generally sticks to making her own until she can adapt. when you're from ye olde times, chili cheese dogs are just a bit too much for your stomach.

today, hawke is in the pastry aisle, carrying a basket filled with a variety of things. rice crackers, bread, a huge cut of meat, poptarts. those are the things that can be found in her basket. she's also truly rocking the lazy morning food shopping look, in her sweatpants and grandpa sweater, untied sneakers on her feet and disheveled hair. hawke is just slowly becoming less and less respectable as days go on and no one could really predict that this woman has saved thedas twice over and can kill things ten times her size. come on, she's impressive!

but she isn't very impressive today as she reaches out and grabs a pack of blueberry muffins. she sniffs it, trying to see if it's good enough for her old timer stomach, but the plastic is too much and she lets out a frustrated noise after a moment. ]

It's as if they want you to pay for it before you know if it's edible at all.

[ which is so rude, obviously. hawke's just going to glare at the package a moment longer before looking up and whoever is close by -- ]

Hey, you! Do you know if these are any good?

[ she shakes the muffins a little in gesture and is, well, genuinely asking. help a bro out? ]

misc. or i'm really rusty with open logs

[ and if any of those prompts don't work, but you still want a hawke -- feel free to tag anyway! or hit me up and we can plot something out. thanks for readin'! ]

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I suppose I would not know who you are if you were suddenly truly attempting to meet the standards I have for you.

[They're....friends. They're definitely friends. Also what.]

Why would I possibly want to enable your bad habits?

[The flirting he... notes and ignores. WELP.]

So, why waste the energy in trying? There are much better things one can do with their time.

[ you're truly a companion now, sousei. only hawke's friends spend most of their time insulting her to this level. ]

It's only a bad habit if you aren't enjoying yourself but nevertheless, I suppose we could do something else. Have you ever had hot chocolate?

[ she's serious, she'll take you for hot chocolate. and also flirting?? was she flirting? hawke barely pays attention to half the shit that comes out of her mouth so maybe she was. ]

[He never asked for this companion status, honestly.]

I have, yes.

[He's been here long enough...and it was the only drink that was available way back when the city became a snow globe. Good lord, that's ancient history.]

... It was an acceptable drink.

[Fine, Hawke. He'll go have cocoa with you, if only to make sure you're not yelling at buildings or drinking more alcohol.]

[ well, you got it. ]

Then we should go find some of this acceptable drink, no? I've had some at times at home but it's a bit different here. Maybe it's the ingredients.

[ and with that, she's going to start walking and just assume he'll join her. come, let's get cocoa.

also don't judge her. maybe she wants to yell at more buildings, y'know? maybe she wants to. ]

I wasn't particularly familiar with it in my own world. But I do not mind the taste.

[This place is full of new experiences!!!

But yeah, he's coming, he's coming. Onwards to delicious cocoa. Probably a cafe or something??? Sousei doesn't know, he's letting Hawke lead.

Good lord, he's really become a companion.]

[ he really, really is. which means yes, hawke's leading them to a cafe. they're still kind of on the seedy part of town but with enough walking, they'll get to the more restaurant orientated areas. that'll be nice too.

she nods at his words, feeling oddly curious then (though is it really so odd with hawke? she's always curious.) ]

You know, I don't actually know what types of food you eat. If you don't have hot chocolate, what do you have?

[Restaurants are good. Cafes are good. Hot chocolate, also good.

He quirks an eyebrow at her, and responds quite wryly:]

I hope this doesn't mean you intend to cook it for me. [The last time someone asked him what he eats back home, that happened, and it was a harrowing experience for everyone involved.]

... We tend towards fish and rice. Miso soups--that is, soups with that sort of seasoning, as well as with seaweed and tofu. Chicken, but again typically prepared with rice or noodles.

For drinks, teas, coffee, sake. The usual things, such as juices and water.

[ that actually gets a surprised laugh out of her and she shakes her head. sweet maker, no. ]

No, you don't want me to cook for you. That was never really my job back home and it still isn't here.

[ she knows basic on the road recipes but actual... cooking... no, not so much. ]

That's still different than I usually hear. No potatoes? No beef? I think you'd have a hard time if you ever visited my country.

[ meat and taters, meat and taters!! ]

What's sake?

[Thank god. He's more than happy to not have Hawke cook, don't worry.]

Perhaps I would. I find that a lot of the food here is not much to my tastes either.

[Solidarity in old farts tastebuds.]

It is fermented rice wine--an alcoholic beverage.

[...]

Perhaps I will take you to try it at some point, when you have not already had too much to drink.

It's very... rich, isn't it? Lots of flavor, big portions. I can't help but wonder where they get it all.

[ soylent green is people. ]

... Rice. Alcohol made of rice. Well, I just have to take you up on that offer. It's a date then, my friend. We'll have sake together sometime soon.

[ which actually sounds kind of nice to hawke. good drink, good friends. should be nice. ]

Yes. It is all far too processed and disgusting for me.

[Thanks, Sousei.

But as for the sake...]

... Very well then. [a date. Sure. Why not.] Another day. For now, hot chocolate will be enough.

[ there's a sharp yell from hawke there and she points at sousei with a little too much fervor. ]

Exactly! That's what I'm always telling people and then I get these, these blank looks. Well, I'm quite sorry your stomach is just too damaged to feel it but mine certainly isn't. I eat one plain hot dog and I feel near death for a week.

[ SOMEONE has a BONE TO PICK it seems and she just crosses her arms after that with a huff.

hot chocolate though, that'll be fine. and look, they're out of the seedy district already! just a bit more towards a nice diner and they'll be fine. ]

[Holy shit Hawke calm your roll there. Sousei agrees, but not quite so intensely.]

... Yes, well. It seems to be what the majority are used to as it is. [CALM....]

We have to adapt ourselves, yes, but not at the risk of our own health or well-being.

[So fuck it.]

[ honestly hawke did not really expect more of a reaction than that so she's still satisfied by his reply. she just nods and stuffs her hands in her pockets, kicking at a pebble as they continue walking. ]

If this is the future of food, I'm not sure how much I want it.

[ but. well. ]

Still, there are some things I like. For instance, all the cheese. Here, let's go in here.

[ and with perfect timing, they've finally arrived at the cafe! hawke slips inside first, holding the door open for sousei to follow and gestures for the waitress to seat them, just two. this is ridiculously domestic. ]

Cheese is acceptable.

[Thanks for your contribution, Sousei. But what a cute cafe...... this is really domestic and kind of date-like and yet they're so chill with it. Friendship dates. This is fine.

When they're seating, Sousei quirks an eyebrow at the menu, but--]

Do you come here often, then? It doesn't entirely suit your image.

[ frienddating is definitely what they're doing and it's totally fine with hawke. she's going to get all those +1's and eventually go on sousei's companion quest, it'll be great.

at his question, she just grins. ]

I'll admit, it is lacking in the excessive bodily fluid department but it does have some charm, no?

[ she's skimming the menu then, considering what she might get. hot chocolate, yes, but something else on the side, maybe? ]

The owner of this place was in a bit of a bind with his landlord a few weeks ago. I was able to settle the situation and now they let me eat for free. Does that help with the image problem?

[ still makes you look like a goody two shoes, hawke, but sure. ]

It is peaceful, and quiet. That is why it does not suit your image. [Oh.

But yeah, he's just going to go ahead and go with hot chocolate, it's all he wants.

Though he does snort at that.]

Yes, it does. It helps with the image that you are trying so hard to retain, in that you are clearly more good-hearted than you try to project.

[ wow... that sick burn. hawke just waves him off closes the menu. why are they friends again? ]

There could be more blood in the scenario, you never know. Perhaps there's an underground gambling ring right in the basement of this shop. Or, oh, liquor profiteering. ... A brothel?

[ none of these are right and hawke trying to prove it just makes it more obvious. the waitress comes to take their order then and hawke decides on the hot chocolate and a strawberry and banana crepe. desserts will obviously help soak up the last of the alcohol in her system and also, it's tasty. she seems pretty satisfied at least. ]

I am very unscrupulous, okay.

[This is how all of your friends treat you, Hawke.]

You are incredibly unscrupulous.

[Just...saying......... But he'll just continue on a moment later:]

But that does not mean that you are not also good-hearted.

[Sousei, why you gotta be like that. Anyway, he's just getting hot cocoa, because that's all he wanted to begin with, and he, unlike some people, hasn't been drinking irresponsibly.]

[ you're... not wrong, no.

that said, she just sort of gives him a look and crosses her arms over her chest, sitting back in her seat. well, fine. ]

I suppose there are worst things to be. I mean, I could be unscrupulous, good-hearted, and also male. That would be terribly unfortunate!

[ shots fired!! but leave her alone, hawke drinks the right amount for the responsibility that she has. you can't deny that, buddy. ]

[Alright, he's going to inspect her for a long, loooong moment.

... ... ...]

Yes, this is true. I cannot imagine you male, somehow.

[Ha.]

[ ha.

but she just grins and doesn't really have much time to make this worse when the waitress comes with their cocoa and hawke's crepe, setting the food down in front of them and telling them to enjoy.

there is whip cream and a cherry on their hot cocoa. this is the best place ever. ]

I've been meaning to ask you, by the way. How have you been since returning? I saw Tenka the other day in a... wheelchair? Yes. Seems like an adjustment.

[ she's gonna casually eat her cherry now. mmm. ]

[This is miraculous cocoa and Sousei was very much not expecting something like this. A blink. Ah...

He plucks off the cherry, inspecting it.]

... Yes, well. That was a long time coming, so it was not particularly surprising. I have not crippled myself, if that is what you're asking.

[He eats his cherry as well. Mm... it's sweet, but not in a bad way.]

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