"Maker! What is wrong with you people!" She screamed upon entering the Hanged Man. "Where did you get all this Ale!" She went on... Stepping around the heavily intoxicated Dwarf and passed out pirate woman. The mage was there as well, just as drunk and hung over as the rest of them
Fenris watched... He was the one person left conscious after a very, very long night of drinking. Varric had dragged him along (curse that pushy little dwarf) hoping for him to make friends (unlikely). She stormed around the table picking up the multitude of bottles and muttering nder her breath about murdering the Dwarf and his pirate friend. She moved to take the bottle infront of Fenris and noticed him watching her. He quickly looked away, and handed the bottle to her. The tips of his ears burning red... She tooke the bottle from him, also blushing and brough them back to the bar. "Coriff!" She called the bartender over, "How-"
Coriff cut her off talking about how her friends had trashed the place, and drank every ounce of Ale they could get their grubby little hands on. he told her the price. She didn't say a word, but bit her lip and swallowed. Fenris could sense her anger from across the room... She had an expedition to plan and they were drinking, counting on her to pay the bill. He could tell by the look on her face it was more than she had. He walked up behind her, a bit wobbly but still standing. Her hands were on the counter and her head hung between er arms. Her back arched and tense..."I don't have that much..." She said between clenched teeth. Coriff sent for the City guard... Aveline was going to be pissed...
She balled her hands into fists and turned her head to Fenris. He had a black eye, she hadn't noticed earlier. Her eyebrows arched in confusion. Without thinking, she reached up to brush the hair away from the mark, and asses the damage. He did not flinch away from her touch... He was beginning to grow accustomed to her warmth, the calluses on her otherwise smooth hands, the feel of her skin touching his... "Fenris... What happened?" She asked, moving her hand away from his face.
"Tis Nothing of importance..." He dodged the question.
"Fenris," she urged him, moving ever so slightly forward.
"I-"
"Hawke!" Hawke jumped away from Fenris at the mention of her name. Fenris couldn't help but smirk at the way she looked at Aveline... She looked like a child being scolded by their parent... "What this about-"
"Sister!" Bethany too? Hawke sighed.
"Bethany-"
"What's gotten into you?!" Both aveline and Bethny yelled at the same time. They began berating her with speeches and threats... All the while Fenris watched the smirk playing across his finely chisled features. Hawke gave him a pleading look... And smirked at the look she received...
He waited until the women were done, then he lead Hawke away from the Hanged Man and her friends... into the day...