action/video → open, all things encouraged, come eat

[emends]

[ It’s only a few hours after sunrise when Lucina fetches up her communicator. She’s a seasoned hand at going without long stretches of sleep and has already made herself useful. There’s a steady, crackling fire going on the beach and above it, a fair amount of speared fish roasting calmly. (They’re dead. That’s why they’re calm.) There’s also a small selection of forest fruit – calabaza, naseberries and soursop – resting on her strewn cape, less than a foot away from the fire pit.

She’s noticeably sunburnt. Her boots are off and her trousers are rolled up to her knees, leaving her with bright red patches on her lower legs to match the one on her nose. She also doesn’t seem particularly bothered by the affliction, her tone even and her face halfway to a smile. ]

I have managed to get some food for us. Should anyone wish to break their fast, there is a serviceable selection at the beach. Come quick, for I’m afraid it will be first come, first serve.

[ The communicator feed clicks off, and then clicks back on. ]

And, um – good morning, friends.

[ She smiles! Inigo would be so proud of her. The call closes once again. You can call her back, either to yell at her for waking you up or yell at her for not grabbing the fruit you like, or just come down and eat. Threadjacking and mingling are encouraged. ]

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[waytobreakithero]

[ Approaches the campsite with some contributions! Namely, about six things that look like they might have been rodents, skinned and spitted. ]

Good morning! I see we had similar thoughts. [ She is in the BEST MOOD. ]

[emends]

[ Lucina's already moving some of the well cooked fish off the fire and onto the breakfast table cape. ]

That's quite fortuitous, [ she agrees, her tone pleasant. ] There's room on the fire should you wish to cook your game.

[waytobreakithero]

Much obliged. [ Offers her one of the skewers as she sits down. ] And for the chef. [ Winks, then starts staking the rest of them into the fire to cook up. ]

Much as I don't mind day trips up a mountain or along the coast, I haven't roughed it like this in ages. [ Stretches her legs out and props herself up on her hands. ] Beats chasing nobles around their Hightown manors.

[emends]

[ Chasing... nobles?

Lucina accepts the skewer with a tiny smile and a nod of gratitude, but concentrates on following the woman's words. Two fingers still wrapped around the skewer's edge, she sets it onto the fire. ]

Was that a hobby of yours, my lady?

[waytobreakithero]

[ Don't worry, it's usually just to return their stuff. She laughs. ]

I suppose, at this point. [ It's not like she needs the money. ] Odd jobs are a boon to one who is easily bored. [ And (mostly) all alone in a very big house. ]

And you can just call me "Hawke".

[emends]

Hawke, then. It's nice to meet you, Hawke.

[ Lucina gives her roasting mouse a quick glance, settling into a more comfortable seated position. ]

I'll admit, I don't quite remember what it's like to be bored. [ She's not judging, just making an idle comment. It sounds almost like a luxury to her. ]

[waytobreakithero]

Took a while to manage it. [ Twenty some odd years of moving and going hungry and stealing and then killing and soldiering and more running and that was before she got to Kirkwall. ]

Not much downtime in your unit?

[emends]

Even when we are afforded downtime, it's difficult to convince myself to take it.

[ That's why she can get through a full day on only a few hours sleep, why she's already spent the small hours of the morning preparing this meal. ]