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Chapter 21 – Like two peas in a pod.
'No, Katza you need to leave,' he moved from what he was doing and pushed her gently to the door.
She pushed him off angrily hissing in pain from her arm, 'like hell I am! What are you doing? Are you going somewhere?' A flash of guilt swept across his eyes.
'Yes,' he admitted, 'I'm leaving Kirkwall, I can't do this any more.' He sighed sadly.
'What that's ridiculous!' She said, Makatza couldn't believe what she was hearing, he's leaving why? Because of what happened? Oh for fucks sake...
'Ridiculous?! I almost murdered that young girl, the mages I'm trying to protect! Then, then I almost kill you!-'
'Anders. Listen-'
'-This has gone on long enough I thought I could help him, help them but it's all gone wrong-'
Makatza sighed, 'Anders, please listen-'
'- I promised I would never hurt you and the next thing you know I've damn near impaled you-'
'Would you let me speak? Anders. Stop you need-'
He threw his hands into the air, 'I'm a monster Katza, I've done something terrible, I can't just-'
Makatza lost her temper, he wouldn't let her speak, wouldn't listen, and he was rambling on. She decided to shut him up, unfortunately her lessons with Hawke and Aveline were settling in.
Her blow bounced off his cheek, the shock knocked him back onto a pallet. He rubbed his jaw, for a second his eyes flashed blue but it was only for a moment.
'Ahh holy mother of fuck that hurt,' she wrung her wrist, 'ohmygod! You have a jaw like an anvil! Fuck me I think I broke my hand,' she shot him an evil glance, 'and before you say anything I'm not sorry.'
He just stared at her dumbfounded.
She held her hand tenderly; great now I've fucked both my arms, well done Makatza. 'Listen to me Anders. Enough of this, no, shut up and let me talk you've said your bit. Yeah ok it wasn't the cleverest thing to merge with a spirit but you did, alright? Lesson learnt. Now you've got learn to live with it.'
She pointed to the pile he had been sorting, 'that is not dealing with it! That's running away, it won't help. I know. Now listen to me carefully Anders because I'm only going to say this once: I am not afraid of you.'
He twitched as if she had hit him again, she smiled reassuringly and sat next to him on the pallet. When she spoke again it was quietly.
'Look, I'm not, ok? I am afraid of Justice, and as much as you want to believe you're not, you are two different people, you can't control him and he can only override you. So Justice almost killed the young girl, Justice almost hurt me,' she held his hand in her good one and looked him deep in the eyes.
'You were the one who saved me Anders, Justice would have killed me but you fought him and moved the blade.'
'You hold too much faith in me Katza,' he whispered.
'Yeah well, tough,' she said unable to think of a reply. 'Now I heard there was this handsome, caring, healer around here, have you seen him? 'Cause this hurts like a bitch and I busted my hand on some moron's face,' she joked.
He gave a small smile and looked around, 'no sorry I'm afraid there's only me. Will I do?' The look on his face sent butterflies fluttering around in her stomach.
'Yeah, I could settle for you I suppose,' she said, inside her head she was screaming; oh fuck me did I just say that! Oh god! As if that wasn't blatantly obvious flirting. Keep it together Makatza, breathe, breathe.
She breathing hitched as he took her hands in his and bathed them in magic, the cheeky expression on his face stunned her. He finished with her hand and moved onto her arm, he pulled the shoulder of her blouse down so he could see the wound.
'It's deep.'
'Yeah I know it'll probably scar, but hey only another to add to the collection, at least it didn't ruin my tattoo,' she shrugged her uninjured shoulder.
'hmmm,' he quickly healed her and said nothing else. He pulled her upright and put some lyrium potions into a small satchel and slung it over his shoulder. He opened the door and waited for her to leave. He dimmed the lights he had hanging outside of the building.
'I- Thank you Katza, I don't deserve someone like you,' he said.
'Yeah well you and Fenris have something in bloody common,' she grinned.
'Oh yeah what in the fade do I have common with him?'
'A thick skull,' she sniggered.
'Well.. I have no reply.'
'That's a first.'
'This is gonna be a long journey huh?'
'Oh yeah,' she looped her arm through his, he didn't pull away and so she stood closer to him, 'come on we're probably late, Fenris doesn't like to be kept waiting. Another thing you two have in common,' she felt giddy, with which emotion she didn't know, what she did know is that she felt more alive than she had in about a month. She loved it, loved this place.
They began the long walk into Hightown, 'are you going to do that all night?' Anders frowned.
'Last time I swear, well unless I think of something else.'
'Sounds like fun,' he said dryly.
… … … …
They were walking up the stairs into the main square of Hightown when Anders saw lantern light, they had managed to avoid almost everyone but they were in a bit of a position now they could turn back or forward. That was all.
'Oh no,' Anders whispered.
Makatza clung to his arm, 'what? What is it?'
'Templars.'
Makatza felt the blood drain from her face, she had passed a few Templars since living in Hightown, but at this time of night it was very suspicious. Especially as Anders had his staff and a bag full of potions, also Makatza's blouse was covered in her own blood.
'How do you know?' She could only see the light as they walked toward them.
'The lantern had their insignia cut out on it, look you can see the shadow of the sword when it hits a wall,' he said quickly.
Oh like a pumpkin carving, Makatza's brain translated.
'What do we do Anders?'
'Run.'
'That's really obvious!' She hissed tugging him back.
'Do you have a better idea?'
'Actually I think I do...' She pulled him over to a small alcove in the wall, quickly she removed her bow and weapons, taking Anders' bag off him she placed it all in a pile next to the wall and made Anders stand in front of it.
'Katza,' Anders warned, she looked around the Templars were almost on them.
'Catch me,' she said.
Without giving him a chance to reply she held her arms around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist.
'Katza!' He sounded shocked but he did catch her.
'laugh!' She commanded.
'Wha-?' he said, she tickled the back of his neck causing him to chuckle. She kissed his cheek hard smearing her lipstick (that Isabela insist she wear) over his skin. She felt like laughing out loud, she couldn't believe she was doing this.
The Templars shined their light on the pair.
'Hey you two,' one of them called.
Anders swore and put Makatza down, she giggled and rearranged her skirt trying to look embarrassed, it wasn't that hard. They lit the pair of them up with their light, the taller one nudged his partner and pointed to Anders' face, Makatza giggled again and hid behind him slightly.
The Templars seemed convinced, the shorter one sighed, 'go get a room or something, Maker's breath, some people.' Shaking his head he led his partner back onto their patrol route.
Anders chuckled wiping his cheek, 'I can't believe that worked,' he breathed.
'Well walk down one of Folkestone's streets one day and you'll learn that people ignore a lot of things, situations like that are one of them,' she muttered. She giggled again when she saw that Anders couldn't remove her lipstick. 'Here let me,' she laughed. Licking her thumb she rubbed it off.
'Oh sorry, I didn't think,' she cringed.
'No Katza it's ok, bit of a shame really, didn't mind having you cling to me like that,' he said cheekily.
Makatza thanked whoever was up there that it was dark again, she felt like her blush could replace a light house.
'Come on let's get going,' she said her voice breaking, they picked up their things and trudged to Hawke's estate.
Heeehheeee loved writing this! Please let me know what you think. Always wanted to hit Anders! Such a fool sometimes. xx