inagutterson: (These guys don't appreciate I'm broke)
Yngvi Congealedinagutterson ([personal profile] inagutterson) wrote in [community profile] therookery2017-07-15 05:41 pm

sending crystal;

FORM: Sending crystal
SENDER: Yngvi
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Dwarf stuff
WHEN: Nowish
WHERE: Kirkwall; lurking about some dark corner
NOTES: possible tw for questionable child-rearing and discussions of violence


Right, gotta ask since it's been nigglin' me like a loose tooth for a bit now Inquisition, what d'you all know about dwarves? Rifters you don't get a free pass unless you fell out the skies yesterday, s'not like we're a rare sight but, y'know, 'specially since we've been here a while now and-- [there's a little edge to his voice, he coughs to clear that, can't sound like he gives a shit, just the damp and the smoke lingering yeah?] you've been with lots of dwarves. Lot of my family even!

Might get invited to Sunday dinner if you play your cards right but word to the wise, maybe don't? Politely decline. But not too polite yeah? [Don't know what you'll be served on a Darktown dinner table do you now?]
gatheringstorm: (furious)

[personal profile] gatheringstorm 2017-07-30 02:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Andraste's tits, that is not what I meant and you know it.

[The own edge to her voice returns. She won't apologize for viewing the world from a perspective she's never allowed to forget. Just like she wouldn't expect Yngvi to apologize for his own point of view. But if all he's going to do is snap at her again and again, it's enough to make her wonder why she bothers. He's not Asher and she knows that, but nonetheless there's been that hope that the ghost of their dead friend would be enough to keep them on good terms. Maybe that was a stupid idea. Whatever the truth, her patience is gone.]

Don't go throwing that in my face when you haven't so much as talked to me about what's truly bothering you, Yngvi. You know where I am, you know how to reach me. You don't horde that to yourself and then get to say that I don't care, when you haven't given me a chance. You're hurting, fine, that's abundantly clear. But you know what? You're not the only one. It's all I can do lately to keep afloat, why by the way is not because I'm a fucking mage. I've had my own hurt to deal with, and I've been busy trying not to lash out at everyone like you've just been doing. I refuse to sit here and take waves and waves of bile like a doormat.

When you want to actually talk and not just be a shit at me like I made your life what it is just to piss you off, let me know.

[And she turns off her crystal because she can't stand to hear anymore, not now.]