AROUND THE SHIP; [Aside from checking in on people via mental link, he's mostly chosen to keep to himself. It tends to involve pacing around in an odd state of restlessness. He should be feeling more at ease -- back in the air and all. Maybe he'd feel better if he were flying.]
[He can be found mostly in THE FORWARD CABIN, staring out the viewing windows without much in the way of concern for the drop. Or surrounded by space caffeine cups in the MAIN HALL -- that habit is back in full force. Or, after the bodies, in the HOT SPRINGS, wrapped in towels.]
OH GOOD MORE DEAD PEOPLE; (What happened?)
[As soon as the news breaks out, he's calling out to the others. To anyone within range. Reaching for familiar minds, first and foremost. There isn't the sense that anyone of theirs has been hurt, but after Lavellan...]
(Did anyone know them?)
FIGHT; [For the most part, he'd been sticking to the edges of the various parties. Gatherings have never really ended all that well for him lately. So staying apart just makes more sense to him.]
[It gives him a good view of the ensuing scuffle, though. What's a bodyguard to do when other bodyguards start getting into it? Step in, of course. After a moment of staring into the distance and wondering why him.]
[In he wades, in an attempt to restore order -- a big, black-robed individual with a literal iron grip. Do you help? Or are you accidentally in the middle of it yourself?]
wildcard! [Hit me up if you want anything more specific!]
no subject
[Aside from checking in on people via mental link, he's mostly chosen to keep to himself. It tends to involve pacing around in an odd state of restlessness. He should be feeling more at ease -- back in the air and all. Maybe he'd feel better if he were flying.]
[He can be found mostly in THE FORWARD CABIN, staring out the viewing windows without much in the way of concern for the drop. Or surrounded by space caffeine cups in the MAIN HALL -- that habit is back in full force. Or, after the bodies, in the HOT SPRINGS, wrapped in towels.]
OH GOOD MORE DEAD PEOPLE;
(What happened?)
[As soon as the news breaks out, he's calling out to the others. To anyone within range. Reaching for familiar minds, first and foremost. There isn't the sense that anyone of theirs has been hurt, but after Lavellan...]
(Did anyone know them?)
FIGHT;
[For the most part, he'd been sticking to the edges of the various parties. Gatherings have never really ended all that well for him lately. So staying apart just makes more sense to him.]
[It gives him a good view of the ensuing scuffle, though. What's a bodyguard to do when other bodyguards start getting into it? Step in, of course. After a moment of staring into the distance and wondering why him.]
[In he wades, in an attempt to restore order -- a big, black-robed individual with a literal iron grip. Do you help? Or are you accidentally in the middle of it yourself?]
wildcard!
[Hit me up if you want anything more specific!]