Anders was tired. Tired of war. Tired of not winning the war. Tired of Justice. Of Vengeance. Tired of just living, he realized, horrified. You cannot give up yet we still have work to do. Justice. I know, he told the "spirit." I just need a little rest that is. Something to ease the torment and pain of my existence, Anders thought.. Am I a torment, am I a pain? The spirit already knew the answer. The two of them were merged into one being. He could hear his thoughts and he could hear Anders.
Anders sat down at his work bench. He rested his head. "Their's something I need. Something more than rest. I need to do something to heal my body. My soul. I have to find a way.", he said aloud. He felt a peculiar hunger creeping in his soul. Anders knew what he needed.
"Anders.", a voice startled him. It was Fenris. "What do you want", he asked wearily. Here to tell me how Mages are evil. "No I'm sure your quite aware of that yourself", he said with a smirk. "Anyway Hawke wants to meet with us. She has some sort of mission in mind is my guess." Anders groaned. His friend was always dragging him off on various quests with people he hated like Fenris.
"Fenris do you ever feel like your being eaten out from the inside?", Anders asked his enemy. "You have no idea of the torment and pain I've had to endure. Their is a darkness creeping in my soul. The Lyrium veins. Their crawling in my skin." He took off his shirt and pointed to the veins of blue underneath his skin. "These wounds. These wounds they will not heal!", he said gesturing dramatically.
"I think your just like me in a lot of ways.",Anders said to the man who hated him. What? Ferris seemed ready to argue but something inside him changed. "You know I think your right," he smiled. Anders had never even considered that such a thing was possible. "Well I think I know a way to ease the pain just for a bit.", Anders said. Your not seriously going to…. to…have a lemon with him. "Would you like to have a lemon with me?"
Fenris wanted to say something. He wanted to tell Anders to take his foul magic and shove it up his ass. But he could feel himself giving in. Succumbing to his desire. Nay ,his hunger for a lemon.
He found himself in Anders arms. "I…." he stammered. "I want to have a lemon." Anders dug into the pocket of his robe, pulled out a lemon and presented it to Fenris.
"Here you go", he said handing it to him.
"Mmm, this is a tasty lemon", Fenris chewed on the fruit. "Yeah that's why I like lemons", Anders said blushing.
"Lots of folks like lemons", Varic said from out of nowhere. "Varic!" said Fenris. "What are you doing here?" "Oh just taking in the sights, the sounds, and absorbing the tears of all the fangirls and fanboys.", he had a wicked smile on his face. "What's a fangirl?", Anders asked "Yeah and why would they be crying?", Fenris inquired. "I'll explain that to you later.", Varic said with a hearty chuckle.
He turned to the audience, "That's all Folks!", and he waved goodbye. Laughing at your disappointment.