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likebigboats) wrote2015-02-26 11:38 am
likebigboats) wrote2015-02-26 11:38 am
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Memory - Hawke is Champion, and Isabela is just a lying, thieving snake.
Isabela is hanging out in the Hanged Man and doing her best to get drunk because ugh, feeling kind of bad about things is the worst. Oh, and here comes Hawke.
Hawke: How have you been?
Isabela: You don’t have to keep checking up on me. I’m fine. [waves to try getting a drink refill.]
Hawke: I’m just here for the rat-flavored whiskey.
Isabela: [dubious] Right. [sigh] Remember what you said after the mess with the Qunari?
Hawke: I’m proud of you for doing the right thing.
Isabela: It may have been the right thing, but it was also the dumb thing. The relic was mine. I should have kept running.
Hawke: I couldn’t have saved Kirkwall without you.
Isabela: Bullshit. You could have stormed the keep and slaughtered all those Qunari if you had to. You and Aveline. I mean look at her - she’s a woman-shaped battering ram. [Gets up from the bar stool and approaches Hawke, half-confrontational.] The fact is, you and I have nothing in common anymore. You’re a Champion, and I’m just a lying, thieving snake.
Hawke: Whatever you think you are, I still care about you. It must have been hard to give up the relic. Whatever comes, you have my support.
Isabela: . . . Well, perhaps it is time to stop hiding. And I do miss the trouble we used to get into. . . I’ll be here if you need me.
Hawke: How have you been?
Isabela: You don’t have to keep checking up on me. I’m fine. [waves to try getting a drink refill.]
Hawke: I’m just here for the rat-flavored whiskey.
Isabela: [dubious] Right. [sigh] Remember what you said after the mess with the Qunari?
Hawke: I’m proud of you for doing the right thing.
Isabela: It may have been the right thing, but it was also the dumb thing. The relic was mine. I should have kept running.
Hawke: I couldn’t have saved Kirkwall without you.
Isabela: Bullshit. You could have stormed the keep and slaughtered all those Qunari if you had to. You and Aveline. I mean look at her - she’s a woman-shaped battering ram. [Gets up from the bar stool and approaches Hawke, half-confrontational.] The fact is, you and I have nothing in common anymore. You’re a Champion, and I’m just a lying, thieving snake.
Hawke: Whatever you think you are, I still care about you. It must have been hard to give up the relic. Whatever comes, you have my support.
Isabela: . . . Well, perhaps it is time to stop hiding. And I do miss the trouble we used to get into. . . I’ll be here if you need me.