Well, hello there! Nice of you to drop by for another one of Hawke and Fenris' episodes!
Just as a note; The events are not in time order. If Hawke's mother is in one then it's before she became champion and if she isn't then its later on in the story, these will be muddled up, but I will mention if Hawke's mother is alive in each one so you'll vaguely know the time line area.
ALSO, Every Hawke is probably different in physical appearance each story. I have a whole closet of Hawke's…But rouge Hawke has light green eyes and dark hair while mage Hawke has orange/ginger with white eyes.
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The fire crackled just like Hawke's anger, but she only huffed erratically watching the sheets turn black and flame spreading to the rug. Jolting a hand out with a curse she dampened the flame with a frost spell and found herself freezing the carpet solid. Just her luck, she liked that rug too, it was the only one that didn't look like a mabari had puked over it.
"Uh, Hawke?" Roxsanna stopped huffing like a rabid beast and shot her glare to Fenris' timid form at the door way
"I'd suggest moving from there, I'm about to break this thing in to bits and chuck it down the sodding stairs." Her words were reinforced when she drove he naked heel in to the ice rug breaking it with a sickening crack.
Some where in the back of his mind Fenris was writing a will.
"Your mother mentioned you visiting the Stone-" A large hunk of ice hit the far side of the wall, "harts…"
"Yes, I did, and I don't really wish to discuss it." She hissed violently giving a pointed stare to the fire which was flaring in her presence.
Fenris' brow turned in to a deep frown, this would be problematic if she wouldn't even speak with him, even more so if she continued to use her magic so…irresponsibly.
"Unless you wish to set this house on fire, Hawke, calm down and speak to me instead of grunting like some animal." He knew he'd pushed his luck when Hawke's white eyes seared in to his own dark, rich green orbs.
"You're insisting I would consume this house in flames?" Hawke laughed, a dry and bitter sound. Fenris held his head up and scowled
"I'd stop you before then." He huffed as her eyes threw him every curse known to mankind, but she remained eerily quiet and pursed her lips before opening her mouth
"I'm not arguing with you. I won't argue with you." Acid dripped from her words even if she spoke to herself more than him.
"Oh, is the slave not good enough to talk with you?" He snapped as she bit her plump lip
"Don't even…" She warned as he gave a twisted smirk
"No? Maybe I should get the abomination! You could have a merry chat about demons and blood mages that you so foolishly wish to 'save'." He sneered and his voice went through her like hot glass and that fire seemed to be spitting on to the rug inches away.
"You know very well I don't like Anders…" She grit a growl at the edge of her voice however Fenris was horridly delighted to have stroked a nerve. How did it get to this? Batting each other on until one of them cracked?
"Oh no, I apologize, the whore is more to you're taste isn't she?" That made Hawke give a roar before she grabbed the old staff lying in the corner of the room and slammed it down on Fenris who was lucky to block with the fire poker.
"You sodding bastard! Who was the one up all night drinking with her?" Hawke's scream echoed down stairs where her mother sat listening with interest at the bickering, but made no move to rise from her comfy place, even when she heard clangs and yelps.
"You were the one who still continued to shamelessly encourage her advances!"
"Shamelessly? I'll give you shameless, you colossal prig!"
"Prig? Big words for a measly spell flinger!"
"Ohhh! Measly? Measly! I'll take you're fucking head off, friggin' pissy elf boy!"
"Boy? I'm more man than that abomination will ever be!"
"We. Finally. A-fucking-gree. On. Some. Thing!"
And the wood finally broke leaving Hawke short handed and Fenris with the metal in a defensive stance before he moved forward aggressively and threw the poker to the stone floor. Both their breaths were short and hard, chests raising and falling to each twitch and movement they made.
"Are you both quite finished?" Leandra huffed moodily from the door way, but they refused to look any where but each others blazing eyes. The passion and anger filtering from the two would send most running, but the mother only sighed fearless and held the envelope in her hand and waved it over her head at Hawke
"A message of apology from the StoneHart's on behave of their son's behavior." She sang merrily while Hawke detached from their glaring match which Fenris wasn't too pleased at.
"What?" She mumbled like a confused school girl while her mother smirked, she'd read it then.
Fenris' glare on her sitting form made it hard for her to fully read the letter, but she got the main jist and huffed standing and placing it on the desk rubbing her brow. The Stonehart's youngest child had insulted and mocked her and Fenris after claiming he spotted them in High town market. Aveline had stopped her before she made him swallow a fireball, sadly. A simple written apology wasn't going to get rid of her anger and she despaired at being so helpless with such raging feelings…she looked up to see Fenris trying to make sense of the letter
"Hey!" She cried snatching it from his grip, he scrunched up his nose
"What does it say?" He demanded as Hawke shied away to the fire place and tore it in half before tossing it to the fire
"Damn it, Hawke!" He seethed with gritted fangs at her. He was furious at her not being able to just talk when he rarely ever asked to talk. He was angry at how they'd had to fight to get her frustration out, but he grabbed her arm while she sighed, eyes dark rimmed
"If I tell you will you let go?" She bit as he narrowed his eyes but nodded stiffly.
"So he said some thing about how you sucked and he was better and I became enraged, if Aveline hadn't been there…Well, it's over now." She sniped while the elf looked at her wide eyed with a loose jaw. It made her smirk to see his surprised state
"Some thing amiss?" She chuckled airily as he creased his brow sulkily and moved his mouth to make some thing coherent come out
"You beat a human for mocking us?" He asked disbelieving and Hawke scoffed holding her head up and finding the fireplace mantle interesting
"I only gave him a black eye before Aveline held me back…Other wise I'd have popped him like a balloon…" She hissed with a unfeminine snarl.
The elf could hardly believe she'd done that, for him, for them.
"So what does that mean?" Fenris asked curiously as her cheeks became red and it wasn't the previous fight that coloured her so.
"If any one messes with my team, they get trouble." She shrugged deciding to flop down on the bed with a tired groan and feeling a knot in her shoulder muscle. If Fenris joined her on the mattress or not she didn't care, but he did
"And?" He edged her on as he settled between her legs and leaned on to her warming body
"…And…if they speak, do or look at my lover wrong…I'll kill them." She muttered staring honestly at the ceiling and looking past Fenris' hovering face over her.
His lips clashed with hers and for a few violent seconds she allowed it, then she landed a shot between the elves legs…
"That was for breaking my staff from Lothering."