open! / got a blank space baby.

[dissent]

CHARACTERS ▶ Anders + Fenris, Kitty, open.
LOCATION ▶ Around Zion.
SUMMARY ▶ Anders runs into Fenris and talks with Kitty while she works.
WARNINGS ▶ None. Will edit if any.
NOTES ▶ Feel free to toss a starter top level down if you're struck by inspiration. Action or prose of any length is welcome!

Comments

[halatinous]

[True, Fenris doesn't know much about the actual spirit. He knew only the facts he found relevant: the thing had fused with Anders, it had made an abomination of him, and its influence had directly lead to widespread chaos and death. What else was there? What else that mattered?]

And what do you think, Anders? Or are you simply relieved, to be so abruptly and fully absolved?

[dissent]

I think that you should keep moving.

[ Because it's none of Fenris' business how much he hates himself on any given day. The relief is there, yes, and the guilt, and the lessons that Zion therapists taught him to let go of the Matrix as well as the absolute bulldog refusal to let go of his past, to allow himself any sort of meaningful new beginning. ]

And stop spreading my past all over the network. You already lost me one friend.

[halatinous]

Tch.

[A number of cruel, gloating thoughts run through his mind, thoughts about how it's what Anders deserves, how he isn't sorry. Petty, squabbling thoughts about how Fenris had just answered a question, honestly, and Anders just had to get involved.

The two of them had always been at odds, if not each other's throats. Fenris can't deny the surge of rage and contempt he had felt in the wake of the Chantry's destruction. But he knew Hawke would never kill Anders, no matter how much the man asked--begged--for death. Hawke had reacted exactly as expected, as always: with tempered compassion. Everyone, Anders included, had fought together one last time.

Fenris had gone along with it, just as he had so many times before. He had seven years of something with Anders, and he can't easily forget it, whether he wants to or not.

He turns away, speaks to the ground.]

She seems like a soft touch. I'm sure the two of you will be perfectly fine.

[And then he takes Anders's advice, and he goes.]