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tushanshu_logs2013-04-11 08:17 pm
notamachine) wrote in tushanshu_logs2013-04-11 08:17 pm
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This is not a date (Closed)
Characters: Dean and Fenris. Iorveth invited himself. The jerk. 8|
Date: April 7th, evening
Location: A general cafe in the fire sector
Situation: Dean is going to try and teach Fenris a basic exorcism, provided the automatic translation on the turtle doesn't foul things up.
Warnings/Rating: Potty mouths for sure, but hopefully it'll stop there.
[He'd been planning on heading into Atam or whatever it's called as soon as possible, but after learning about the procedures involved, Dean's decided that holding off for a few more hours isn't too bad. It'll still be there later tonight or tomorrow, and it's not like he needs to go so much as he wants to go and find out a little more about this mainland place.
Normally, Dean wouldn't be all gung-ho about teaching some random person the tools of his trade, but Fenris already knows a little bit about demons and Dean is of the opinion that any poor bastard who knows about those things deserves as many weapons in their arsenal as they can get. Of course, there aren't any guarantees this will work right, which is why he has a small, leather-bound notebook with him that he's spent a few hours filling with various signs and sigils that can also be used against demons, some of which he's pulled straight off of his knife--which is also with him, but not where anybody can see it.
He may also just have splashed a tiny bit of holy water into the extra glass on the table. Never hurts to be safe.]
Date: April 7th, evening
Location: A general cafe in the fire sector
Situation: Dean is going to try and teach Fenris a basic exorcism, provided the automatic translation on the turtle doesn't foul things up.
Warnings/Rating: Potty mouths for sure, but hopefully it'll stop there.
[He'd been planning on heading into Atam or whatever it's called as soon as possible, but after learning about the procedures involved, Dean's decided that holding off for a few more hours isn't too bad. It'll still be there later tonight or tomorrow, and it's not like he needs to go so much as he wants to go and find out a little more about this mainland place.
Normally, Dean wouldn't be all gung-ho about teaching some random person the tools of his trade, but Fenris already knows a little bit about demons and Dean is of the opinion that any poor bastard who knows about those things deserves as many weapons in their arsenal as they can get. Of course, there aren't any guarantees this will work right, which is why he has a small, leather-bound notebook with him that he's spent a few hours filling with various signs and sigils that can also be used against demons, some of which he's pulled straight off of his knife--which is also with him, but not where anybody can see it.
He may also just have splashed a tiny bit of holy water into the extra glass on the table. Never hurts to be safe.]
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Either way, at Dean's words Fenris' fingers ghost over where his heart is, and his brow furrows. Check, convince Hawke to get a tattoo. Possibly employ Isabela towards this end, she's the sort who can talk anybody into ridiculously bad decisions when she really wants to. ] What sort of intent would provide the power necessary?