A side piece to my WIP, Some Assembly Required, for scenes and prompts that probably won't, but may, be a part of the main fic. Some is just stuff that I thought up later and don't want to jam into past chapters. So, yeah, not a standalone fic.
I don't plan on going in any particular order, so if you're reading SAR, be forewarned, there may be spoilers. Most can probably be considered "canon" for SAR, but there will also likely be quite a bit of silliness that's way out there. Lengths and ratings will vary. As always, I will mark any that are NSFW for those of you avoiding or specifically searching for such material. Explicit "chapters" may or may not be posted here, I haven't decided yet, but I'll always link to AO3 where they will be posted in their entirety.
This first "chapter" is for the three-word prompt #34 "Smoke. Wilderness. Magic." courtesy of 3wordprompts-blog-blog. tumblr. com
Word Count: 400
Rating: G
POV: Bevin
Characters: Bevin, Solas
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"Oops."
Today she was practicing fire magic for the first time. An announcement that had her bubbling over with excitement - and a little apprehension. Fire was cool and all, but pretty inherently destructive. Solas had told her that she'd likely have an easy time of it since electricity, typically the harder element to master, had a similar learning curve for which she had a knack. It was also an extremely useful magic to have out in the field. He wanted her to have the basics of its control down before they left for anywhere.
And he was right, fire also came fairly easy to her. Too easily, actually. She had no problem summoning forth fire. The issue was toning it back. And turning it off.
Casting a simple fireball from her staff looked more like she was wielding a flamethrower.
Which wouldn't have been a huge deal had she not hit a section of the logs that made up the outer barricade of the Haven fortress. A simple fireball would have just left a scorch mark. Her accidental flamethrower actually caused them to catch fire and begin burning, smoke spiralling up into the sky.
Solas was quick to put out the flames with a throw of his own magic. A small avalanche of conjured snow now blanketed the logs thickly as the smoldering died down.
He stared at her looking quite exasperated. Likely regretted this choice of practical study so soon.
She grinned crookedly in apology.
"Perhaps a staff that is not the Mage equivalent of a mere child's toy would better suffice for your control." He let out a heavy sigh and began walking out towards the forest that surrounded the frozen lake. "Come, we shall take your training further out and away from anything that can catch fire at Haven."
"Leave it to me to hit the one flammable thing out here in the middle of nowhere," she tried to joke, though she felt awful about how little control she had. They'd have to find another large clearing, which would be much more difficult in the forest. There'd be more trees around to get hit by wayward fire, but at least they weren't important structures.
"Ah, well, let us try not to burn down the entire forest while we are out here." The twinkle in his eye revealed the teasing nature behind the serious tone to his voice.
