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[sleepdarts]

Who: Ana and you
When: March and onwards
Where: Region 2 farmlands, or about in Kauto
What: Permanent open log for all things Ana
Warnings: None yet

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MARCH

[sleepdarts]

[sleepdarts]

( at the farm )

( It was odd to think that she'd been there before considering that Ana had no memory of it, but her conversations had been proof enough. Ana trusted Jack, and what he had told her sounded right -- it sounded like her. It left her now settling in, and finding a new way to live given what was in front of her.

It had been a long time since Ana had had something that she would consider a home, somewhere to be settled and find comfort. There was a part of her that didn't like it, the part that was reminded of retirement, but that thought was being ignored. This wasn't retirement. They may not be home but there were still jobs to do, including getting back to where they should be. If it meant finding work until that happened then Ana was happy to do that.

Though Ana isn't often home during the day, out discovering the planet instead, when she can be found there it's often not in one place. The land around is expansive, and often with her sniper for comfort Ana can be found walking it. Other time she's found somewhere to sit, cup of tea in her hand, and perhaps a thought to share )

( a spot of tea )

( The planet has a lot to be discovered, and not solely because it's quite alien. There's much that is familiar, which didn't take Ana long to work out, and it's helped as she's mapped her way around the place. Some days she stays in R2 with others venturing further out. It's something to do until she finds work, and Ana would like a solid knowledge of the planet there first.

She also needs to figure out where to put her skills, and that's something that Ana thinks a little over tea. Reinhardt and Lucio had both shown her wonderful places to find tea, and she's (a little too) quickly becoming a regular there )

( other )

( Wildcard option for anything else! )

a spot of tea

[poolhall_killer]

[During construction of his own tea house, Venom's out and about, searching for ideas and inspiration. He caught wind of a few places between regions, so he checks them out, tasting and seeing what the people want.

A few hours into it, Venom's tried at least twenty teas. He should be sick of it, but he's still going strong. His next stop is a quaint shop on the corner. An older woman seems to be enjoying her cup, and whatever it is, it smells heavenly.

Normally, he's the type to leave people with their tea and go about his business, but the smell piques his curiosity too much.]

I apologize for interrupting, but what kind of tea is that?

[sleepdarts]

( The interruption is not an unpleasant one, and looking up Ana gives him a welcoming nod )

Karkade, or so they tell me. The blend is not quite the same but it passes.

( Ana takes her tea quite seriously, though considering that they're on an alien planet she can be a little forgiving. She makes a gesture to the pot that she has )

I have enough for a second cup.

[poolhall_killer]

[His eyes brighten up a bit when she tells him what kind it is. It's a type he's been wanting to try but never got around to it. So when she offers the second cup, he's practically beaming.]

A-are you sure?

[He says as he's pulling up a chair. She's not the only one who takes tea seriously.]

[sleepdarts]

( Ana's already removed the second cup from the tray by the time he pulls out the chair, pouring just enough into the cup for him to try, though her hands are still on the teapot ready to pour a full cup should he enjoy it )

It is not quite so sweet as it should be, but it is still good.

[poolhall_killer]

[Needless to say, Venom cannot wait to try. He brings the cup to his lips for a taste. Soon the empty cup's nudged towards her for more. Please.]

It's a bit stronger than I expected, but still very good. I appreciate you letting me try it.

i do what i want

[mylawn]

[They settle in, sort of. Jack isn't sure if he'll ever stop being restless in a place like this, forced into domesticity (or something like it), but he busies himself with what he can, taking security and bodyguard and mercenary work, maintaining their recently-acquired home in his spare time. He hadn't spent very long without Ana, but after losing her for more than half a decade, any time away from her now seems almost unbearable. Sure, she doesn't remember her first stint on the Moira or everything that happened before, but he doesn't remember what she experienced back home, so he guesses they're even in that regard.

Still leaves them both with a lot of blanks to fill in, and no matter how much this feels like retirement, Jack is just glad to have the time with her.

He returns from a quick job to find her out on the porch, teacup in hand, and that thing in his chest that he didn't know was still there twists a little. Loath as he is to think about something like retirement, maybe something like this isn't all bad--or at least, he can deal with it for a little while. No more than he has to.]

Busy day?

rude

[sleepdarts]

( It's possibly the best case scenario that they could have for retirement, or the closest that Ana would really be happy with for it. It's a little too comfortable of a life given what they're used to, but they're still together, and they can still be useful. Some parts of it feel a little satisfying, though the mind numbing parts of an empty day reminded her of what this really was.

Her head tips up as Jack's footsteps announce his approach, and she takes a sip of tea before responding )

In some ways.

( It was not 'busy' but there had been plenty of thinking involved, and she did have a lot to consider and reconcile. Being here once before, the knowledge of what had just been about to happen at home, her relationships (or failing ones) with her friends and daughter. Ana had left herself much to do )

Though I may have sat here longer than I planned, now I think of it.

( She wasn't sat there when Jack left but it may have been an hour too long that she's been outside for )

[mylawn]

[Jack has to divest himself of his gear before he can sit next to her, so he starts that while they talk. He rests his gun against the side of the house, then starts unbuckling his harnesses, peeling off belts and armor until he's finally removing his jacket and mask and visor, looking a little bit more like a real person.]

Not a bad thing.

[Even if they're both loath to call this some kind of retirement. He knows full well the dangers of complacency. Freed of his body armor and gear, he leans against the railing, looking out on the front yard.]

It's a lot to take in.

[Meaning he doesn't blame her if she just wants a few quiet hours to herself.]

[sleepdarts]

( There's a nod, and Ana lowers her cup, keeping her hands on it. It had been a lot to take in, and some of it had seemed ridiculous -- would have been, had she not been able to believe the person that had given her the information )

It shouldn't take too long for it to settle.

( For her to have it straight in her head. Getting all of the matters calmer and repaired would take a lot longer, but she's not trying to minimise them -- she knows the stakes, always has )

Where did you go?

( Just to explore or to one of the other planets? )

( at the farm )

[hawkethat]

[It's been a long time coming - frankly, making the neighborly rounds to introduce himself is hugely overdue. He's been moved in and settled for over a month now. But, better late than never, and Hawke's making up for his lapse with homemade sweet potato pie.

When he doesn't get an answer at the house, he sidles off to have a quick peek around the property, undeterred by the ominous NO TRESPASSING warning. Worse comes to worse he can leave the pie on the doorstep with a note, but he'd really prefer to hand it over in person if possible.

It's not long before he sees a woman apparently enjoying a cup of tea not too far from the house, so he approaches, baked good in hand, with his usual friendly grin.]

Hello! Sorry if I'm intruding; I won't stay long! I'm just coming round to introduce myself. I live down at Number 11 - my name's Hawke.

[sleepdarts]

( Ana's exploration of the region hadn't included visiting her neighbours, unless you included barging into Angela's. The interruption isn't unwelcome, with Ana merely passing some time in thought on this particular occasion.

She gives him a brief smile, lowering her cup a little as she turns more to face him. There's a few seconds where Ana looks him over, taking in a brief impression -- and seeing what he's holding, before she responds )

I'm Ana. I did not realise so many of the farms were occupied.

( She would have had she ventured that way )

[hawkethat]

Yeah, it's a surprisingly popular vocation around here. Although I kind of suspect the "rent free" clause in the farm contract might have something to do with it.

Anyway, It's nice to meet you, Ana. I come bearing neighborly baked goods.

[He brandishes the aforesaid pie.

And by "brandishes" we mean he proffers it politely so that she can see what he's talking about.]

Would you like me to leave it with you here? Or drop it off at the house on my way back?

[sleepdarts]

We can drop it off at the house.

( There's a small nod that she gives at the sight of the pie before her gaze goes back to him. Had he planned on staying? Too late, time to get invited anyway. Maybe she'll share the pie with her offer of some tea )

Come, I was not doing anything. We can get to know each other better.

da farm (finally slides into this)

[lavelly]

[No trespassing? Well, whatever. It's not like Lavellan hasn't pulled this off before. Generally people don't notice one or two fruits missing from their trees, if he's careful about it.

He has to go for fruit, because it's one of the few things easy to eat with one hand, and he can store the seeds to cultivate his own. He's lucky this time: it doesn't look like anybody's home, so he can poke through the trees unhindered. He's even brought his staff along to help. Not exactly what it's used for, but he's managed not to explode anything so far.

Then his luck runs out: when he pokes around through the branches, he hears buzzing.

Oh, no.

He has a vivid flash of Sera's horrible bee grenades and fully realizes what kind of trouble he's gotten himself in. Well, good thing he has the staff. He'll just have to ruin his no-explosions track record.

He takes a few steps back and prepares to lob a fireball at the first sign of bee. Sorry, tree, your sacrifice will be remembered. He's focused enough on it that he probably won't notice someone approaching behind him.]

[sleepdarts]

( Ana's already out when she hears the explosion, and the sound of crackling from the fire afterwards. It causes her to step up her pace from the slow walk she'd been taking around the farm, luckily managing to catch someone still by the tree )

What happened?

( Ana can't say whether she was fond of the tree, it's more Jack's than hers and it's a good job he didn't catch it happening, though he shoots just for trespassing nevermind trees )

[lavelly]

[Oh. Shit. The fact that she showed up here this soon means she was probably already on the property, which means she's probably the owner.

And he's still trespassing.

Quick, Lavellan, think of something.]

There was a bear. [In the tree.] Don't worry, I scared it off.

[sleepdarts]

( Ana looks as if she's thinking on his story, though for a brief moment she looks as if she does not believe him, and responds with: )

This planet must have strange bears.

( Ana does not, in fact, believe him. If it wasn't clear )

I have not before heard of trees destroyed so.

BEEGATE: The Aftermath

[mylawn]

[The smoldering ruins of what may have been a tree is not exactly what Jack expects to find when he returns home. His first thought is that Reaper finally decided that lurking in the barn wasn't good enough and that it was time to cause some real damage, but the destruction is too haphazard for it to be Reyes. Still, he's wasting no time running back to the house--though Ana is certainly able to take care of herself in dangerous situations, it's an automatic response to seeing something like this and knowing she's inside.

Or on the porch, it seems. On the porch with One-Hand-Tattoo-Face McGee. The situation all at once becomes that much more bewildering.]

What the hell is this?

[He says, more-or-less stomping up to the porch and gesturing to what used to be a tree. Ana! What is this! What happened!? How could you let it happen!?]

[sleepdarts]

( Ana had not expected that, after finding the burning tree, she would be drinking tea on the porch with the culprit, but there they were. They'd talked, coming to something of an understanding about that particular tree after discussions on both sides. Bees were not the friendliest of things to find, nor bears.

At Jack's footsteps her head is raised, attention turned from her guest to him. The teacup goes down, set on the table on the porch )

A friendly discussion, Jack. I know you remember them.

( She knows exactly what he's talking about, but honestly everything's fine. No one died )

[lavelly]

[Oh. It's... that guy. The really intense guy he ran into after the tournament, who got stabbed by a kid. What a great tree he picked to torch.

At least the tea is nice, and the woman doesn't seem like she's in danger of kicking his ass.]

Hello again. It's been a while. How's the grievous stab wound?

[mylawn]

[If the stab wound is still an issue, he doesn't show it, stalking right up to the porch. He doesn't even seem to register the fact that Ana has used his real name in front of a stranger--perhaps he's just too accustomed to hearing it from her to notice.

Or maybe he's just mad about the arson. Clearly, Ana would not have invited Lavellan in for tea if she thought he was dangerous, but Jack is currently pissed about the smoldering that's happening on his lawn.]

Did you do that to my tree?

[His tree. His bees. Everything here is his. And Ana's--but for right now it will be his.]

[sleepdarts]

( Jack we're all dangerous people here, don't judge her new friend. She takes another mouthful of tea while they converse, her eye settling firmer on Jack at his accusation )

Jack.

( Her tone's a little warning, and she'll lower the cup to her lap )

There was a bear.

( ... Ana why )

[lavelly]

[Lavellan's respect for Ana multiplies tenfold in a split second. This lady's all right.]

It's true. Right up there. [He gestures helpfully at the obviously destroyed tree.] I'd be careful if I were you. You might have an infestation.