You Can Learn to Do It, Too! [open]

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Namira had never imagined that her head would start to ache from simply reading. She enjoyed reading, as did most Magi of the Circle, but trying to learn concepts that otherwise took years to understand by mashing it all into a few weeks... Oh, what a mess it all was!

Some of the people from the more advanced places (for even on Thedas, Ferelden was a backwater), just didn't realize how lucky they were.

Exhausted, and her head heavy with new knowledge, she and Hakkar sat on the Observation Deck, on one of those meaty couches. Namira's head lolled back against the couch and she sighed heavily.

How could she make herself, and by extension the other Wardens, fit? And properly, too? "It's like learning to read all over again, hmm, Hakkar?" The dog whined, for as smart as it was, it wasn't as if he'd been sitting there researching with her. "Oh, don't make that face, you know what I meant."

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[notlewis]

"It feels... a lot less bizarre than I thought it would," he admitted, setting his arm on the cast as though he wished he could rub it. "Gracias, amiga. If it means I can get back to work sooner, it's worth every bit." Every bit of the creepy tingling, anyway.

But hey, it also meant having a gorgeous woman pay attention to him.

[silverytongue.livejournal.com]

"Well, I suppose I could've stripped and covered myself in earthy paints," Namira teased, "but that would have just gotten in the way of the spell."

[notlewis]

"That's a shame, I would have loved to see that," he teased.

[silverytongue.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I'm sure you would've," she chuckled. For a moment, Namira was glad that the likelihood of Luis Sera and Zevran Arainai meeting was low. She probably would've turned ten colors of red before she'd ever encouraged the healing on Luis's arm.

"I suppose I'll just have to show you the next time your find yourself with a busted limb, won't I?"

[notlewis]

It was hard to tell if Luis and Zevran would be best friends or mortal enemies, really.

"Don't say things like that, bonita. I'll be breaking them on purpose if you're not careful."

[silverytongue.livejournal.com]

They'd be friends at least until Luis found himself naked in Zevran's quarters, Namira was sure.

Zevran was just kind of like that.

"Oh, you wouldn't do that, would you? It would put such a damper on things if you couldn't enjoy anything because of your casts." Namira patted Hakkar's big head lovingly.

[notlewis]

Naked and sobbing, no doubt.

"I'm already forbidden from work since it mostly involves working with sensitive chemicals and I'm down my good hand," he lamented. "Other than that, though, I am sure I could find something to do in the meantime."

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"You poor dear," Namira commiserated. She couldn't imagine what would happen if something had struck her down so that she'd be unable to work.

Well, she supposed the Blight would've killed everyone, like as not. "If you ever need a hand, or two, I'd be happy to assist you however you'd like."

[notlewis]

He raised an eyebrow and had one of those sorts of smiles on his face. "However I like? That's quite an open invitation."

[silverytongue.livejournal.com]

There was the smile she was used to seeing! ...Though it didn't always lead to something good for her. Damn you, Leliana.

"Well, the offer still stands," she assured him, and scratched behind Hakkar's ear. The dog leaned his head into her hand as much as he was able. "I imagine you'd show me some interesting things."