[ the thing is he is not even surprised by this behavior when adolphe makes eye contact with him. why are you like this!!!! richie saves the day, though, and taair makes a soft noise of gratitude from where he is working.
and. unfortunately, he's too busy working on hawke to stop him entirely - and he does trust adolphe, though he clicks his tongue and works to bind up everything he can as well as he can. injuries mean low movement, which makes it even more troubling to think what this 'demon' could have in store in this tower of horrors, but he's trying not to think about it as he gives hawke a tiny smile. ]
I'm sorry I cannot do more, my friend...when we get out of this, the first round of your drinks is on me, alright? Dream of that for a moment, and catch your breath... this should hold for now.
[ and he will gently cup his cheek with one hand and give it a little pat pat, and then get up and go over to adolphe and investigate him too, the sad little taair frown of worry in full swing. ]
As for you - [ murmuring because it's not a true scolding: ] You must learn a bit of patience. Your strength is as always impressive, but I do not want someone as formidable as you to be taken down not by an injury, but by gangrene. [ puff. it's more fussy and worried than anything, but he will snap off any remaining arrow shafts to a reasonable length so they don't slow our sweet porcupine terminator down any.
and then. the power of friendship and TWO cyoas that he doesn't remember means he does not feel any kind of way about coming over and fussing over richie.... and snapping the shaft of the arrow in his ass. he doesn't even laugh about it. that's friendship right there.
after that, he exhales outwards and presses against his own leg - he's going to have start cutting into padding for any more cloth so they better stop getting injured. (this will not happen.) ]
[ Adolphe just sighs and goes back to where Taair is when Richie tells him to go. Fine! He starts getting treated and despite his earlier behavior, he listens some more and doesn't act out. He's behaving. ]
... Sorry. I just want to get this over with. I feel anxious that maybe we bit off more than we could chew this time... and I don't want to be right.
[ He also wants this to get done while he still had his adrenaline going... ]
You couldn't have said anything before we got here?
[ weakly. you know he'll be ok when he continues to be unable stop his mouth from making noises even if he looks two steps away from simply staying on the floor and not getting back up. stupid traps. he'll shift to see how much he can still move and swear naughty words that would make a sailor blush. slowly and surely it is ]
Perhaps we should have taken that sake with us anyway.
[thank you for being so kind about his ass wound.]
I don't blame you, Adolphe. Shit, you could triple the payout and I'm not sure I'd barrel down the tunnel of love for it. [Richie clucks his tongue and runs his gaze over the courtyard a third or fourth time.] Can't wait to find out what other surprises they have in store. Think they'll throw us a welcome party if we make it to lucky number six?
[ somehow a sheepish laugh feels like about the only way to respond to any of this. he tosses the last busted arrow shaft away and fixes a bandage on himself once all is said and done, a little woozy as his own adrenaline starts to wear off a little. ]
...I suppose there's only one way to find out...
[ he doesn't sound like he's going to enjoy that way out. ] There is no going back from here, lest we feel like scaling the walls, so... are we ready to try?
[ the only way out is through, as it were. he looks across the group one last time, sympathetic and... well, certainly nervous himself, too. ]
[ He looks at Hawke who is grievously injured. Yeah, there's no way they can climb the walls at this rate. When he moves his limbs, there's still a lot of pain that shoots up. They only shaved off the arrows externally, after all. All that stuff is still inside him. It's extremely unpleasant and painful.
Despite that. ]
Let's keep on moving. I'll help carry Hawke so you two [ he looks at Taair and Richie ] can lead us.
[ He's not going to just leave him there. Is that a dangerous liability? Yeah. He's logical and reasonable, but sometimes he says fuck you to that. He's not leaving his teammates behind. Even if it'll obviously strain his wounds, but like. What else can they do at this point? ]
Just prop me up somewhere I'll just scare the pants off of anyone approaching.
[ he's only like, 40% joking but also, there's absolutely no fucking way he's going to be of any use going forward. if only the arrows were on the outside, they could just roll him like an attack ball into oncoming enemies. ]
We're not doing that, Hawke. I don't trust we'd find you again if we left you behind.
[Sorry, but this place sucks hard. Even if he's a liability now, he's a friend first. The last thing he wants is to leave any one of them to the proprietor's devices. Richie nods to Adolphe, albeit with some hesitation.]
If you start flagging, pass him on to me. But for now we'll cover you both.
[onwards to the next door. Applies whatever caution and lockpicking skills we need.]
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and. unfortunately, he's too busy working on hawke to stop him entirely - and he does trust adolphe, though he clicks his tongue and works to bind up everything he can as well as he can. injuries mean low movement, which makes it even more troubling to think what this 'demon' could have in store in this tower of horrors, but he's trying not to think about it as he gives hawke a tiny smile. ]
I'm sorry I cannot do more, my friend...when we get out of this, the first round of your drinks is on me, alright? Dream of that for a moment, and catch your breath... this should hold for now.
[ and he will gently cup his cheek with one hand and give it a little pat pat, and then get up and go over to adolphe and investigate him too, the sad little taair frown of worry in full swing. ]
As for you - [ murmuring because it's not a true scolding: ] You must learn a bit of patience. Your strength is as always impressive, but I do not want someone as formidable as you to be taken down not by an injury, but by gangrene. [ puff. it's more fussy and worried than anything, but he will snap off any remaining arrow shafts to a reasonable length so they don't slow our sweet porcupine terminator down any.
and then. the power of friendship and TWO cyoas that he doesn't remember means he does not feel any kind of way about coming over and fussing over richie.... and snapping the shaft of the arrow in his ass. he doesn't even laugh about it. that's friendship right there.
after that, he exhales outwards and presses against his own leg - he's going to have start cutting into padding for any more cloth so they better stop getting injured. (this will not happen.) ]
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... Sorry. I just want to get this over with. I feel anxious that maybe we bit off more than we could chew this time... and I don't want to be right.
[ He also wants this to get done while he still had his adrenaline going... ]
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[ weakly. you know he'll be ok when he continues to be unable stop his mouth from making noises even if he looks two steps away from simply staying on the floor and not getting back up. stupid traps. he'll shift to see how much he can still move and swear naughty words that would make a sailor blush. slowly and surely it is ]
Perhaps we should have taken that sake with us anyway.
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I don't blame you, Adolphe. Shit, you could triple the payout and I'm not sure I'd barrel down the tunnel of love for it. [Richie clucks his tongue and runs his gaze over the courtyard a third or fourth time.] Can't wait to find out what other surprises they have in store. Think they'll throw us a welcome party if we make it to lucky number six?
[if they make it up there.]
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[ somehow a sheepish laugh feels like about the only way to respond to any of this. he tosses the last busted arrow shaft away and fixes a bandage on himself once all is said and done, a little woozy as his own adrenaline starts to wear off a little. ]
...I suppose there's only one way to find out...
[ he doesn't sound like he's going to enjoy that way out. ] There is no going back from here, lest we feel like scaling the walls, so... are we ready to try?
[ the only way out is through, as it were. he looks across the group one last time, sympathetic and... well, certainly nervous himself, too. ]
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Despite that. ]
Let's keep on moving. I'll help carry Hawke so you two [ he looks at Taair and Richie ] can lead us.
[ He's not going to just leave him there. Is that a dangerous liability? Yeah. He's logical and reasonable, but sometimes he says fuck you to that. He's not leaving his teammates behind. Even if it'll obviously strain his wounds, but like. What else can they do at this point? ]
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[ he's only like, 40% joking but also, there's absolutely no fucking way he's going to be of any use going forward. if only the arrows were on the outside, they could just roll him like an attack ball into oncoming enemies. ]
Don't be foolish for my sake.
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[Sorry, but this place sucks hard. Even if he's a liability now, he's a friend first. The last thing he wants is to leave any one of them to the proprietor's devices. Richie nods to Adolphe, albeit with some hesitation.]
If you start flagging, pass him on to me. But for now we'll cover you both.
[onwards to the next door. Applies whatever caution and lockpicking skills we need.]
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